Smoking has been one of the few subjects i avoid talking about mainly because i feel guilty about it. It’s a filthy and disgusting habit, i know, and i’ve been read the riot act so many times by well-meaning family and friends. i’ve even stopped dating a few men just because they don’t approve of this “hobby”.
I know that smoking is not just bad, it kills but everytime i see a pack of my favorite cigarette i feel like i am that fat kid again with that chocolate-iced cupcake. You know the feeling, wanting to eat that cupcake More Ellaisms here