Smoking is a disgusting habit. The way it kills your body, making it whither away. Turning your teeth an ugly blackened yellow color, rotting your insides. I thought about that as I lit up a cigarette by the park.
I don’t know how I feel about the word cigarette. People are always trying to quit smoking. Cigarettes are used to make people look more sophisticated and cool. I guess, to each their own. Sure, they’re unhealthy but you aren’t guaranteed lung cancer.
Oh man what a word. What a convoluted feeling of not wanting to smoke, or wishing that you did not do something that you do anyway. What is it, about the mind and the strength of will, that hitches in the middle when you puff your first and last?
Cigarettes are disgusting cancer sticks. They are somehow illegal even though 1 out of 2 smokers die early. People pretend they are cool by smoking even though it makes them smell bad and look dreadful.
Another cigarette? I have a headache from all these cigarettes. Maybe the new word will come soon.
* Now see, if I smoked cigarettes I could go have one now while I wait. But I can’t. ‘Cause I don’t. … Ooooh! Unless I can find one of those old bubblegum ones! Remember those?
It starts in the theatre
A night of encounters
If I hadn’t been there
If not for a cigarette
And you could see it change
Look past the blinding light
Look past the blinding light
Just keep taking now
Tell me your favourite things
Tell me your favourite things
I hate this word. My parents use them. They’re bad. I never ever want to smoke, but I still have to live with it. It destroys my lungs and I don’t want them to be dead. And it’s good that bill passes here in WI that no smoking in public places. Yahoooo!
Beth really hate cigretes. More then anything in the world. Beth rememberd when she was a child her mother would allways smoke, and she hated it. Beth hated the smell, the look everything.
I hate cigarettes. The smell that fills my nose when my boyfriend takes a drag beside me is horrifying. I feel as though i am killing myself with every breath. Every time he inhales I see his face grow older, his wrinkles come out, and he becomes less and less attractive to me.
mike fuentes likes to smoke them and so does rissa . My grampa found some in my apartment that also smells like them . i dont smoke them . uhhmmm OHKAY THATS IT BYE :D
With a tender smile, the man put out his cigarette. He sees a 1975 Ford Pickup approach. He releases his fingers and the cig falls as if time was slower. He approaches the car, gets in, and closes his eyes for the last time.
Cigarettes are dangerous for your health. Many people began smoking in the 1950s because it was a popular trend among teens. Many ads and television commercials aired about the joys of smoking. It leads to lung cancer or other diseases. Unlike popular belief, many woman smoke, too.
The tip of the cigarette hung down from his seductive lips, as the smile i knew so well slowly graced his face. I love this man. To his annoying smoking habits to his ferocious chest hair. He was it for me, to bad i wasn’t his everything as well.
He stomped out the cigarette in the dusty parking lot and then took her hand. They ran to the car and took off, narrowly avoiding the mall cops. Laughing as they sped down the road into the dark, she took his hand.
The smoke billows out from the sides of her mouth in elongated strands, stretching out past the edges of her face, and her hair and her thoughts, dispersing above her head just outside the field of light cast by the overhead lamp. Dragging, she grins.
He held it an inch away from his mouth and blew smoke through his teeth. When I started to gag, he apologized and turned away to let it blow onto the highway. I heard the cough of a girl and turned to see a hitchhiker keeling over on the white lines. Apparently she couldn’t handle the smoke.
His hand fell as it dropped to the side, still holding the smoking cigarette. He sighed as he exhaled, looking slightly like a dragon with smoke coming out of his nostrils and mouth. The smoke obscured his face for a short time. He looked up at his companion and stared at him.
“Well?” He asked.
erm its bad for you and this is so random gaaaaaaah stick brown tar road welll ga;eilsdjfaios;edjf’aiosejfija’sjf’pasjefojas’djfai’ C.I.G.A.R.E.T.T.E. aka fag lollums i dunno what to saaaaaay … a few seconds left see yaaa XD xxxxx
Cigarettes are fun. They give you a rush without the negative side effects that alcohol or harder drugs have. They relax, calm you down. They’re good in stress situations and are a social catalyst on Saturday evenings when partyin’ out.
He leaned against the, cigarette held in between his fingers. The smell reminded him of those time that he couldn’t return to. Somewhere in the smoke, there was laughter and love.
Cigarettes are sexy. Deadly. Powerful. Addictive. I guess you can say they’re a bit like love. Full of toxic chemicals that get you high and bring you a little closer to devastation and ultimately death every second you partake. It’s hard to get away from them, but you can avoid it. I’ve had my share of both.
She smokes. She says it feels good, she says she can’t stop. She says she’s too far gone. She says she’s fine, she says it doesn’t hurt. I say if she loved me, she would stop.
I sit on a damp bench waiting. A distant car alarm, steam from a sewer crate, short skirts walk by. I stare up at the dark merciless sky waiting. My mind goes blank as I try to forget what just happened. Smoke wafts all around from a
U open a vista of lakewater and a crude wooden pier.
bronzed bodies in the setting sun. A smoke is nice after
a swim she said. Aftons. I became absorbed in the packet– its landscape with those dark hedges. They reminded me of winter. Dark hedges made me feel uneasy. I hated them. I vowed to be
away from the country- before winter claimed it or i’d never
get away…
It took ages to convince my mum to stop smoking. She said she did but just used the small bathroom. The tar on the ceiling was disgusting. Saw Dad wipe the lightbulb once and it was very gross. Hate to see her lungs
cigarette is a realy bad habit to kick off i started smoking at a very young age and it was really bad to kick off that terrible habit. i started smoking at the age of 12 and im 17 now and it tok me a while to kick off the habit, i quit smoking last year and i feel great now i can work out and not get super tired, i dont have that bad smell, and my teeth are yellow anymore i feel really healthy im really glad that i quit smoking those cancer sticks. those things are evil, you get hooked so quick. i never really believed that you could get hooked so easily and i was really wrong. once you smoke 1 or 2 cogarette by yourself you can’t really stop after that. it was really hard for me because i was hooked and i was only about 13 years old.
As I walked past, the cloud of smoke engulfed me, leaving me coughing and feeling dirty. This country had so many more smokers than back home, I couldn‘t believe it.
social and seductive but utterly repulsive and rude in large crowds, loss of awareness and disregard for others well being. white and yellow, always getting younger and younger. scary tool that doesn’t necessarily achieve what one may hope. a cigarette
smoke from tobacco rising into the air. lungs. black insides of human body. smoking with friends while having drinks. taking time away from work or play to smoke.
smokers always die. it sucks but whatever. youll look cool on your way to the grave.. besides what else will you put in your mouth after sex? grapefruit? i doubt it. the nicotine’s your friend, its the tar that has a bad attitude. Sorry about that, lets make cigarettes out of gummy bears, thats when they will really sell. how about it?
the smoke rose like storm clouds into the air. she held her breath and watched the last of the moisture evaporate into the clear air. she didn’t say anything. his eyes, the cruelest shade of blue, cut her to pieces.
he threw the cigarette on the ground, flickers of orange: crushed beneath his feet.
Smoking is a disgusting habit. The way it kills your body, making it whither away. Turning your teeth an ugly blackened yellow color, rotting your insides. I thought about that as I lit up a cigarette by the park.
I don’t know how I feel about the word cigarette. People are always trying to quit smoking. Cigarettes are used to make people look more sophisticated and cool. I guess, to each their own. Sure, they’re unhealthy but you aren’t guaranteed lung cancer.
Oh man what a word. What a convoluted feeling of not wanting to smoke, or wishing that you did not do something that you do anyway. What is it, about the mind and the strength of will, that hitches in the middle when you puff your first and last?
gross
addictive
white
expensive
taxed
unhealthy
tar
nicotine
tobacco
paper
filter
chemicals
Your breath
harsh with the smell of smoke
curls in tendrils through my lungs
and I hate that smell
and I’m scared of you
and though the scent unlocks memories of condominiums and easy chairs
I cannot like you for what you breathe.
Cigarettes kill, but fags love!
The man took one last breath full of smoke and breathed out.
“I want him dead. You hear me?”
“Yes sir.”
Cigarettes are disgusting cancer sticks. They are somehow illegal even though 1 out of 2 smokers die early. People pretend they are cool by smoking even though it makes them smell bad and look dreadful.
Another cigarette? I have a headache from all these cigarettes. Maybe the new word will come soon.
* Now see, if I smoked cigarettes I could go have one now while I wait. But I can’t. ‘Cause I don’t. … Ooooh! Unless I can find one of those old bubblegum ones! Remember those?
It starts in the theatre
A night of encounters
If I hadn’t been there
If not for a cigarette
And you could see it change
Look past the blinding light
Look past the blinding light
Just keep taking now
Tell me your favourite things
Tell me your favourite things
I hate this word. My parents use them. They’re bad. I never ever want to smoke, but I still have to live with it. It destroys my lungs and I don’t want them to be dead. And it’s good that bill passes here in WI that no smoking in public places. Yahoooo!
Beth really hate cigretes. More then anything in the world. Beth rememberd when she was a child her mother would allways smoke, and she hated it. Beth hated the smell, the look everything.
I hate cigarettes. The smell that fills my nose when my boyfriend takes a drag beside me is horrifying. I feel as though i am killing myself with every breath. Every time he inhales I see his face grow older, his wrinkles come out, and he becomes less and less attractive to me.
mike fuentes likes to smoke them and so does rissa . My grampa found some in my apartment that also smells like them . i dont smoke them . uhhmmm OHKAY THATS IT BYE :D
With a tender smile, the man put out his cigarette. He sees a 1975 Ford Pickup approach. He releases his fingers and the cig falls as if time was slower. He approaches the car, gets in, and closes his eyes for the last time.
too much. Death in a small white, phallus, willingly sucking all taste, breath and life from within you. But they just taste so. fucking. good.
Cigarettes are dangerous for your health. Many people began smoking in the 1950s because it was a popular trend among teens. Many ads and television commercials aired about the joys of smoking. It leads to lung cancer or other diseases. Unlike popular belief, many woman smoke, too.
The tip of the cigarette hung down from his seductive lips, as the smile i knew so well slowly graced his face. I love this man. To his annoying smoking habits to his ferocious chest hair. He was it for me, to bad i wasn’t his everything as well.
He stomped out the cigarette in the dusty parking lot and then took her hand. They ran to the car and took off, narrowly avoiding the mall cops. Laughing as they sped down the road into the dark, she took his hand.
The smoke billows out from the sides of her mouth in elongated strands, stretching out past the edges of her face, and her hair and her thoughts, dispersing above her head just outside the field of light cast by the overhead lamp. Dragging, she grins.
He held it an inch away from his mouth and blew smoke through his teeth. When I started to gag, he apologized and turned away to let it blow onto the highway. I heard the cough of a girl and turned to see a hitchhiker keeling over on the white lines. Apparently she couldn’t handle the smoke.
His hand fell as it dropped to the side, still holding the smoking cigarette. He sighed as he exhaled, looking slightly like a dragon with smoke coming out of his nostrils and mouth. The smoke obscured his face for a short time. He looked up at his companion and stared at him.
“Well?” He asked.
erm its bad for you and this is so random gaaaaaaah stick brown tar road welll ga;eilsdjfaios;edjf’aiosejfija’sjf’pasjefojas’djfai’ C.I.G.A.R.E.T.T.E. aka fag lollums i dunno what to saaaaaay … a few seconds left see yaaa XD xxxxx
Cigarettes are fun. They give you a rush without the negative side effects that alcohol or harder drugs have. They relax, calm you down. They’re good in stress situations and are a social catalyst on Saturday evenings when partyin’ out.
He leaned against the, cigarette held in between his fingers. The smell reminded him of those time that he couldn’t return to. Somewhere in the smoke, there was laughter and love.
sip a good coffee, light a cigarette enjoy the weekend and don’t forget not to make too many babies :)
Cigarettes are sexy. Deadly. Powerful. Addictive. I guess you can say they’re a bit like love. Full of toxic chemicals that get you high and bring you a little closer to devastation and ultimately death every second you partake. It’s hard to get away from them, but you can avoid it. I’ve had my share of both.
She smokes. She says it feels good, she says she can’t stop. She says she’s too far gone. She says she’s fine, she says it doesn’t hurt. I say if she loved me, she would stop.
I sit on a damp bench waiting. A distant car alarm, steam from a sewer crate, short skirts walk by. I stare up at the dark merciless sky waiting. My mind goes blank as I try to forget what just happened. Smoke wafts all around from a
U open a vista of lakewater and a crude wooden pier.
bronzed bodies in the setting sun. A smoke is nice after
a swim she said. Aftons. I became absorbed in the packet– its landscape with those dark hedges. They reminded me of winter. Dark hedges made me feel uneasy. I hated them. I vowed to be
away from the country- before winter claimed it or i’d never
get away…
It took ages to convince my mum to stop smoking. She said she did but just used the small bathroom. The tar on the ceiling was disgusting. Saw Dad wipe the lightbulb once and it was very gross. Hate to see her lungs
Cigarettes are fuckin evil i wish i had never started inhaling the evil smoke.
cigarette is a realy bad habit to kick off i started smoking at a very young age and it was really bad to kick off that terrible habit. i started smoking at the age of 12 and im 17 now and it tok me a while to kick off the habit, i quit smoking last year and i feel great now i can work out and not get super tired, i dont have that bad smell, and my teeth are yellow anymore i feel really healthy im really glad that i quit smoking those cancer sticks. those things are evil, you get hooked so quick. i never really believed that you could get hooked so easily and i was really wrong. once you smoke 1 or 2 cogarette by yourself you can’t really stop after that. it was really hard for me because i was hooked and i was only about 13 years old.
As I walked past, the cloud of smoke engulfed me, leaving me coughing and feeling dirty. This country had so many more smokers than back home, I couldn‘t believe it.
social and seductive but utterly repulsive and rude in large crowds, loss of awareness and disregard for others well being. white and yellow, always getting younger and younger. scary tool that doesn’t necessarily achieve what one may hope. a cigarette
cigarette is type of poison that could killed us. cigarette can make our life damage forever.dont
smoke from tobacco rising into the air. lungs. black insides of human body. smoking with friends while having drinks. taking time away from work or play to smoke.
desing
smokers always die. it sucks but whatever. youll look cool on your way to the grave.. besides what else will you put in your mouth after sex? grapefruit? i doubt it. the nicotine’s your friend, its the tar that has a bad attitude. Sorry about that, lets make cigarettes out of gummy bears, thats when they will really sell. how about it?
the smoke rose like storm clouds into the air. she held her breath and watched the last of the moisture evaporate into the clear air. she didn’t say anything. his eyes, the cruelest shade of blue, cut her to pieces.
he threw the cigarette on the ground, flickers of orange: crushed beneath his feet.