#*cigarettes

[divaladiva]

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[fluff-oh-suggestions]

I don’t want to be someone new. 

I want to go back to the innocence, the kindness, the loving, darling, gentle, thing I was before. 

Because now, who I am as a new person? 

I am hurt, and filled with the shattered pieces, memories of a better time, room temperature liquor and nicotine, and the suffocating reminders that I’m still breathing.

[fluff-oh-suggestions]

You wash the taste of cigarette from your teeth with cold rum, you'd rather die than be a doll again.

[fluff-oh-suggestions]

No matter how else I change I am the same; I am shattered from the inside out, shaking instead of crying and smoking cheap cigarettes.

[fluff-oh-suggestions]

I remember the night I drank till I couldn’t feel my face Nor I couldnt feel my toes I could barely flick on a lighter But I had my smoke And as I leaned on the garden shed wall I could feel my heart Drunk and tired, but so madly in love.

[fluff-oh-suggestions]

He didn’t care how he looked, sitting on a curb and letting his cigarette smoke hit his leather jacket. Later on, he’d unzip the jacket for the first time in years and be hit with memories of sorrow, heartbreak and melancholy.