I stared at the box of cigarettes lying in front of me. All I want is to inhale the nicotine down my lungs and let it seep through my veins replacing the bitter headache throbbing my ability to think straight.
Hey everyone,
I try to write good stories so that you all can both sit with a tissue box and giggle at the same time. Little support from you all will help me to continue writing ❤️
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