being in the first few months of having a full blown addiction to smoking is such a humbling experience because.
1.) I know this is like prime time to stop and quit while I have the chance but I’m not gonna.
2.) I have old friends who I’m close to who now view me as some sort of self-destructive heathen because though they claim to not judge, they now know someone close to them who has a problem and apparently everyone’s a fucking psychologist now.
3.) I have new friends who can spot from a mile away that I’m still relatively new to this and who absolutely make fun of me for it cause I cough up a lung every time I smoke more than one at a time without a break in between.














