This is my last cigarette, after this one I'm done. Quitting, it isn't worth it. Nothing more than a very slow form of suicide. I don't need it. I'm not addicted yet.
I miss it already. Not my body, but my mind. "I'm not addicted." Fucking bullshit. Of course I am. Face the facts. So I'm quitting, now, before it becomes harder. Before I give up and give in to the temptations. I can't go on like this.
Just one more. Can't hurt, can it? It's not like one is going to get me hooked anyways. It's not like I'm dying from just one a week... one a day... maybe a couple, no more than three, or four. And another pack is empty. That's what happens, that's why this is my last. No matter if it helps with the stress and the angst and the writing. This is the end.
Said it before. It's always a lie. I know it is. No matter how much I hate disappointing my dad, when I tell him this time I'm not starting again, I know I'm not going to keep my promise. I'm weak. I need this, to keep going. Somehow, it makes me feel alive. The nicotine rush, the smoke in my lungs, the stench that still lingers in my coat.
So this is my last, I'll just have one more before I quit...
~Nemo
I miss it already. Not my body, but my mind. "I'm not addicted." Fucking bullshit. Of course I am. Face the facts. So I'm quitting, now, before it becomes harder. Before I give up and give in to the temptations. I can't go on like this.
Just one more. Can't hurt, can it? It's not like one is going to get me hooked anyways. It's not like I'm dying from just one a week... one a day... maybe a couple, no more than three, or four. And another pack is empty. That's what happens, that's why this is my last. No matter if it helps with the stress and the angst and the writing. This is the end.
Said it before. It's always a lie. I know it is. No matter how much I hate disappointing my dad, when I tell him this time I'm not starting again, I know I'm not going to keep my promise. I'm weak. I need this, to keep going. Somehow, it makes me feel alive. The nicotine rush, the smoke in my lungs, the stench that still lingers in my coat.
So this is my last, I'll just have one more before I quit...
~Nemo