I can’t stand the smell of cigarette smoke. I don’t know why people ever pick up one of those things. They’re nasty, and people get addicted to them, with the potential for ruining their health. It’s too bad that my son-in-law smokes. Wish he would quit. But at least he doesn’t do it around the girls. So that’s a blessing.
the cigarette gave of that reddish amber glow in the dark
not good are cigarettes for anyone
quitting is very hard—–ask me!!!
but i have to say it can be done and you can be successful
Cigarettes destroy, there’s no need for drugs. Not just cigarettes, but tobacco as well and any other form of drugs. The word condemns drug-addicts, and even the spirit of addiction itself. People choose to let addiction enter, that’s why there are side-effects. People think God created tobacco so they could enjoy; but God created poison too, and we don’t see anyone eating it.
Our love affair lasted too long I’m sure, but I’m lost without you. You were the punctuation at the end of my sentences, my excuse to leave the room. I hid behind your billows of smoke, took comfort in your warmth and felt, for once, in control of my destiny.
I never understood the appeal of cigarettes, but I too find them incredibly sexy. Something about it says, “I don’t give a shit” which appeals to my inner love for badasses. I’ve never smoked a cigarette sober, but I’m sure I won’t be making a habit of it soon.
Cigarettes contain nicotine, tar, and carcinogens. They are highly addictive and very dangerous. You can’t purchase cigarettes if you are under the age of 18.
She pukled the butt of her cigarette from her mouth and threw it on the pavement, smashing it between her toe and the wet concrete. In this miserable rainy day, it was only right that love had gone out like the end of the cigarette…
smoking it will cause cancer without it can be disasters oh cigarettes i love you :D <3
the smell/taste and everything you give me :] beauty in the form of a rod yellow, white, brown on the inside <3 sometimes i dont have a lighter which makes me sad but i love you <3
She missed him, she missed having someone to care for her, someone to worry about her, someone to love her. He was always telling her not to drink and not to do drugs and defiantly not to smoke. But he didn’t want her anymore. She had lost him. As the smoke curled up into the air she laughed. ‘Would you love me now?’
“they believed bogdan to be a prophet,but he simply bent space.still,you only need a cigarette to start a forest fire.i decided that it was in our best interest and safety to encourage them to believe what they wanted. “
yuuuuuuuck!!!!
please good sir put out your cigarette. it is not good for you. it is not good for me. in fact i almost feel sad having to inhale such an unpleasant mix of chemicals.
think smarter, not harder.
don’t hurt your body.. it’s your best investment. and don’t even get me started on your mind! who do you think you are? immortal? don’t go poison yourself.
meu pai me chamou para jantar em um bom restaurante, tinha um pedido importante pra me fazer. Estava decidido a parar com os cigarros e pediu ajuda e compreemsão se ficasse mais nervoso que de costume. Pois bem.
She lit her cigarette. I looked away. I couldn’t watch. I knew why she was smoking. She only did when she was upset. This time, it was my fault, despite my promise to never hurt her again.
Light up. The burn you feel when you inhale sears like never before. It heals but kills. Hold. You hold in to feel euphoria. Exhale. There is no relief. Repeat.
CHRISTOFER DREW IS TRYIN TO QUIT SMOKING<3 words that come to my mind are dirty, disgusting, killing, and toxic.it's a filthy habit. It does so much damage to ur mouth, teeth, and lungs. Eww
I hate the smell of cigarettes. It’s just a simple promise to lung cancer. My mom smokes. Her ineffable love for paper rolled drugs surprises me. I just cannot understand, what sort of pleasures makes a person willing to risk their health for.
“Zigaretten? Die mit den rosa-grünen Streifen? Keine Ahnung, hab ich nicht gesehen. Wolfi war vorhin hier. Vielleicht hat er sie mitgenommen?”
“Mann, musst du den Typen immer hier reinlassen?”
“Jetzt raste doch nicht gleich aus, ej! Was soll ich denn machen, wenn der hier aufkreuzt?”
Cigarette. I don’t use ’em. I tried one once out of curiosity. I didn’t want to smoke, I just wondered what it was like. It’s hard to explain this to people but I felt the effects of it instantly, and for about a day or so afterwards. In my throat. Talking was ok, but I felt a difference, and singing was very difficult. I couldn’t control my vocal cords as effectively. A couple of days later things were fine, but I was surprised that any effect like that would last beyond a few minutes.
I have the same trouble with helium. You know how people sometimes inhale helium to make their voice sound funny? My voice stops sounding like a munchkin after a minute or so, but even after it sounds normal again, it doesn’t work 100% normally until a day or two later. Every once in a while the cords will just spasm and completely give out, and no sound will come out. Even during regular talking.
I can only imagine what the long term effects of daily smoking must be like if I could feel such a difference from a couple of puffs. – That and er… helium addiction…
I smoke. I have smoked since I was 13. But don’t you dare call me a smoker. I smoke to experience that great, first inhale of my very first cigarette in the rain with Jan. It comes around like once every 60 cigarettes. I chase it to chase him.
someone is outside smoking a cigarette while she walks her dog. i can see her out the window. she doesn’t know i can see her, but i’m sure she doesn’t care. the dog is low to the ground. the smoke goes up in the air. now she’s walking away. back and forth across my balcony view.
Back in those days,
when we were kids,
we traveled with the windows up
and the car filled with cigarette smoke.
It was unbearable,
but we learned to bear it.
None of us ever smoked
once we grew up.
A lesson learned.
smoking is horrible i don’t understand why people do it. it kills you and people surrounding you. i just don’t understand why they even make them in the first place. they should of never been invented. i myself know a ton of people who smoke and all it does is cause issues for them. i think everyone should quit. i don’t care how hard it is. they should stop now.
He said he would stop, but he didn’t. He even had a heart attack and that didn’t do much. He stopped for about 4 months and then was back at it. I doubt this will kill him though. Men like him don’t die from lung cancer, they usually get killed by something you’d least expect, so I guess he should just keep smoking. After all its what he enjoys. Yet another way to relax.
she crossed and recrossed her long legs and took a drag of her cigarette. the smoke is awful, that’s for sure, but there is something intriguing, mysterious, and beautiful about the way it dances and swirls above her head.
The cigarette was a dull orange speck, like on off coloured speck of night sky fallen into the dirt. An hour later, it was gone, consumed by the blaze it had begun, that made the night sky dim like a second sun, lethal and close, on the earth.
When I found her later, Shiloh was smoking a cigarette. “Just one more thing you apparently didn’t know about me,” she said, blowing a perfect ring with the smoke. I wanted to apologize, but how do you apologize for your heart? And why should I have to be the one to apologize when Tucker wanted me?
My grandfather smoked cigarettes his whole life, and then he died from lung cancer due to his two packs a day of smoking of cigarettes. I took up smoking cigarettes this year, and everyday I think about how I should not be doing it because it is what killed my grandfather.
smelly sticks that bullies must love. The outcast badge of disharmony and rebellion is what perpetuates it in culture. The nicotine is what perpetuates it in an individual.
A cigarette filled with toxins, and other stuff fell to the floor. She looked st it like she wished it was someone else than her grandmother dieing of lung cancer. It was a horrible feeling.
So I started walking back down the hill towards the village. I felt confused but then he hardly had spoken a word. I looked into my jeans pocket “Yes!” they were still there…Fished out the packet and lighted a cigarette, pondering what to do next.
I used to think that cigarettes were harmful and unnecessary. I stare longingly at each pack for they remind me of my mother. That smoke smell. Her smell.
Candy cigarettes – remember them. They weren’t cool, they didn’t taste good, and there was something pink about them;. Were they a girly first enticement?
smoke swirls in and out of our nostrils fills the bars gets mixed with kisses skinny little thing bloom love drunk the deliverance of a grey and pink existence what do you think you started it all for did you crave it or did you crave somebody the touch
HORRIBLE HORRIBLE THINGS. Nicotine, things full of that horrible drug that despite all the things it does to health with no benefits, tobacco is still sold legally. We’ve banned marijauna, special pills, opium, other types of drugs. Yet this THING is sold, LEGALLY, with NO HEALTH BENEFITS. It even harms those that have the bad luck to just be STANDING next to the smoker.
Avant-garde to the extreme, her fur shawl and red dress blurred in the haze of the bar
“…mink?” she asked archedly, “Oh, no, no, no, no, darling. I much prefer dalmation!”
always, a companion…..a loathed and despised companion, familiarity breeding contempt of the worst kind…self loathing. The dirty gritty inhale, the faintly spreading stain on the top lip, the deepening the lines, the sense of being an outcast, a fool, the last to catch on…the worst kind of denial.
“Absolutely not.” Jack shouted. “You don’t just go around killing people!” Damien, Jack’s brother, leaned against the wall smoking his cigarette, as usual.
they are bad for you and cause cancer. I have two many young friends who smoke and it scares me. I truley wish that nicotiene was not so addictive. I have never smoked a cigarette and probably never will. No if only more people were like that.
I can’t stand the smell of cigarette smoke. I don’t know why people ever pick up one of those things. They’re nasty, and people get addicted to them, with the potential for ruining their health. It’s too bad that my son-in-law smokes. Wish he would quit. But at least he doesn’t do it around the girls. So that’s a blessing.
the cigarette gave of that reddish amber glow in the dark
not good are cigarettes for anyone
quitting is very hard—–ask me!!!
but i have to say it can be done and you can be successful
Cigarettes destroy, there’s no need for drugs. Not just cigarettes, but tobacco as well and any other form of drugs. The word condemns drug-addicts, and even the spirit of addiction itself. People choose to let addiction enter, that’s why there are side-effects. People think God created tobacco so they could enjoy; but God created poison too, and we don’t see anyone eating it.
Our love affair lasted too long I’m sure, but I’m lost without you. You were the punctuation at the end of my sentences, my excuse to leave the room. I hid behind your billows of smoke, took comfort in your warmth and felt, for once, in control of my destiny.
I never understood the appeal of cigarettes, but I too find them incredibly sexy. Something about it says, “I don’t give a shit” which appeals to my inner love for badasses. I’ve never smoked a cigarette sober, but I’m sure I won’t be making a habit of it soon.
Cigarettes contain nicotine, tar, and carcinogens. They are highly addictive and very dangerous. You can’t purchase cigarettes if you are under the age of 18.
She pukled the butt of her cigarette from her mouth and threw it on the pavement, smashing it between her toe and the wet concrete. In this miserable rainy day, it was only right that love had gone out like the end of the cigarette…
Cigarette–man’s jailbreak, ornament of our city, unwind, alone in an ashtray
smoking it will cause cancer without it can be disasters oh cigarettes i love you :D <3
the smell/taste and everything you give me :] beauty in the form of a rod yellow, white, brown on the inside <3 sometimes i dont have a lighter which makes me sad but i love you <3
She missed him, she missed having someone to care for her, someone to worry about her, someone to love her. He was always telling her not to drink and not to do drugs and defiantly not to smoke. But he didn’t want her anymore. She had lost him. As the smoke curled up into the air she laughed. ‘Would you love me now?’
“they believed bogdan to be a prophet,but he simply bent space.still,you only need a cigarette to start a forest fire.i decided that it was in our best interest and safety to encourage them to believe what they wanted. “
yuuuuuuuck!!!!
please good sir put out your cigarette. it is not good for you. it is not good for me. in fact i almost feel sad having to inhale such an unpleasant mix of chemicals.
think smarter, not harder.
don’t hurt your body.. it’s your best investment. and don’t even get me started on your mind! who do you think you are? immortal? don’t go poison yourself.
meu pai me chamou para jantar em um bom restaurante, tinha um pedido importante pra me fazer. Estava decidido a parar com os cigarros e pediu ajuda e compreemsão se ficasse mais nervoso que de costume. Pois bem.
She lit her cigarette. I looked away. I couldn’t watch. I knew why she was smoking. She only did when she was upset. This time, it was my fault, despite my promise to never hurt her again.
Light up. The burn you feel when you inhale sears like never before. It heals but kills. Hold. You hold in to feel euphoria. Exhale. There is no relief. Repeat.
CHRISTOFER DREW IS TRYIN TO QUIT SMOKING<3 words that come to my mind are dirty, disgusting, killing, and toxic.it's a filthy habit. It does so much damage to ur mouth, teeth, and lungs. Eww
I hate the smell of cigarettes. It’s just a simple promise to lung cancer. My mom smokes. Her ineffable love for paper rolled drugs surprises me. I just cannot understand, what sort of pleasures makes a person willing to risk their health for.
Mom, please live healthily.
“Zigaretten? Die mit den rosa-grünen Streifen? Keine Ahnung, hab ich nicht gesehen. Wolfi war vorhin hier. Vielleicht hat er sie mitgenommen?”
“Mann, musst du den Typen immer hier reinlassen?”
“Jetzt raste doch nicht gleich aus, ej! Was soll ich denn machen, wenn der hier aufkreuzt?”
Cigarette?
Is this like the “Vodka” question? ;)
Cigarette. I don’t use ’em. I tried one once out of curiosity. I didn’t want to smoke, I just wondered what it was like. It’s hard to explain this to people but I felt the effects of it instantly, and for about a day or so afterwards. In my throat. Talking was ok, but I felt a difference, and singing was very difficult. I couldn’t control my vocal cords as effectively. A couple of days later things were fine, but I was surprised that any effect like that would last beyond a few minutes.
I have the same trouble with helium. You know how people sometimes inhale helium to make their voice sound funny? My voice stops sounding like a munchkin after a minute or so, but even after it sounds normal again, it doesn’t work 100% normally until a day or two later. Every once in a while the cords will just spasm and completely give out, and no sound will come out. Even during regular talking.
I can only imagine what the long term effects of daily smoking must be like if I could feel such a difference from a couple of puffs. – That and er… helium addiction…
I smoke. I have smoked since I was 13. But don’t you dare call me a smoker. I smoke to experience that great, first inhale of my very first cigarette in the rain with Jan. It comes around like once every 60 cigarettes. I chase it to chase him.
someone is outside smoking a cigarette while she walks her dog. i can see her out the window. she doesn’t know i can see her, but i’m sure she doesn’t care. the dog is low to the ground. the smoke goes up in the air. now she’s walking away. back and forth across my balcony view.
Back in those days,
when we were kids,
we traveled with the windows up
and the car filled with cigarette smoke.
It was unbearable,
but we learned to bear it.
None of us ever smoked
once we grew up.
A lesson learned.
smoking is horrible i don’t understand why people do it. it kills you and people surrounding you. i just don’t understand why they even make them in the first place. they should of never been invented. i myself know a ton of people who smoke and all it does is cause issues for them. i think everyone should quit. i don’t care how hard it is. they should stop now.
He said he would stop, but he didn’t. He even had a heart attack and that didn’t do much. He stopped for about 4 months and then was back at it. I doubt this will kill him though. Men like him don’t die from lung cancer, they usually get killed by something you’d least expect, so I guess he should just keep smoking. After all its what he enjoys. Yet another way to relax.
she crossed and recrossed her long legs and took a drag of her cigarette. the smoke is awful, that’s for sure, but there is something intriguing, mysterious, and beautiful about the way it dances and swirls above her head.
The cigarette was a dull orange speck, like on off coloured speck of night sky fallen into the dirt. An hour later, it was gone, consumed by the blaze it had begun, that made the night sky dim like a second sun, lethal and close, on the earth.
When I found her later, Shiloh was smoking a cigarette. “Just one more thing you apparently didn’t know about me,” she said, blowing a perfect ring with the smoke. I wanted to apologize, but how do you apologize for your heart? And why should I have to be the one to apologize when Tucker wanted me?
My grandfather smoked cigarettes his whole life, and then he died from lung cancer due to his two packs a day of smoking of cigarettes. I took up smoking cigarettes this year, and everyday I think about how I should not be doing it because it is what killed my grandfather.
smelly sticks that bullies must love. The outcast badge of disharmony and rebellion is what perpetuates it in culture. The nicotine is what perpetuates it in an individual.
A cigarette filled with toxins, and other stuff fell to the floor. She looked st it like she wished it was someone else than her grandmother dieing of lung cancer. It was a horrible feeling.
So I started walking back down the hill towards the village. I felt confused but then he hardly had spoken a word. I looked into my jeans pocket “Yes!” they were still there…Fished out the packet and lighted a cigarette, pondering what to do next.
I used to think that cigarettes were harmful and unnecessary. I stare longingly at each pack for they remind me of my mother. That smoke smell. Her smell.
Candy cigarettes – remember them. They weren’t cool, they didn’t taste good, and there was something pink about them;. Were they a girly first enticement?
smoke swirls in and out of our nostrils fills the bars gets mixed with kisses skinny little thing bloom love drunk the deliverance of a grey and pink existence what do you think you started it all for did you crave it or did you crave somebody the touch
HORRIBLE HORRIBLE THINGS. Nicotine, things full of that horrible drug that despite all the things it does to health with no benefits, tobacco is still sold legally. We’ve banned marijauna, special pills, opium, other types of drugs. Yet this THING is sold, LEGALLY, with NO HEALTH BENEFITS. It even harms those that have the bad luck to just be STANDING next to the smoker.
Avant-garde to the extreme, her fur shawl and red dress blurred in the haze of the bar
“…mink?” she asked archedly, “Oh, no, no, no, no, darling. I much prefer dalmation!”
always, a companion…..a loathed and despised companion, familiarity breeding contempt of the worst kind…self loathing. The dirty gritty inhale, the faintly spreading stain on the top lip, the deepening the lines, the sense of being an outcast, a fool, the last to catch on…the worst kind of denial.
“Absolutely not.” Jack shouted. “You don’t just go around killing people!” Damien, Jack’s brother, leaned against the wall smoking his cigarette, as usual.
ug – disgusting! that’s about it
Cancer on a stick
Death in a pack
smells
yellow hair, teeth, nails walls
they are bad for you and cause cancer. I have two many young friends who smoke and it scares me. I truley wish that nicotiene was not so addictive. I have never smoked a cigarette and probably never will. No if only more people were like that.