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What people do not get is that those w/ a smoker-fetish will never be able to quit. Not because they are physically unable, but because they are emotionally imprisoned by the habit. It is something that begins at a young age when you first see a man smoking a cigarette. You know it is bad, but you wonder why he is doing it, anyway. You wonder what is happening to his body, why he does it, and is he suffering? You wonder why he is enjoying something so filthy and detrimental to his physical being. It is a memory and something only a person w/ smoking-fetish can remember and understand. No matter how labored our breathing gets, no matter how much our teeth begin to yellow and rot, no matter how black our lungs and clogged our arteries become; because of this fetish, we will never, ever be able to quit –no matter how loud the voices of reason beg us to.
Each cigarette represents so much: The ever-yellowing/staining of beautiful teeth, the depositing of tar and plaque in the heart, lungs and arteries. The progression of the suffocation and blackening of the lungs. The staining of fingers. The degradation of oxygen supply in the body. The suffocation of the body. With each drag of each cigarette a smoker knows this. All of it. Yet, he chooses to proceed. He needs it. Not because of the physical addiction, but because he is nothing without it. He needs to suffer the consequences. Only a smoker can understand the incomprehensible.
This has driven me for almost 30 years and I hope to soon reap the ultimate rewards of it. 😈
Do this 4x a day. 🚬🚬😈
What people do not get is that those w/ a smoker-fetish will never be able to quit. Not because they are physically unable, but because they are emotionally imprisoned by the habit. It is something that begins at a young age when you first see a man smoking a cigarette. You know it is bad, but you wonder why he is doing it, anyway. You wonder what is happening to his body, why he does it, and is he suffering? You wonder why he is enjoying something so filthy and detrimental to his physical being. It is a memory and something only a person w/ smoking-fetish can remember and understand. No matter how labored our breathing gets, no matter how much our teeth begin to yellow and rot, no matter how black our lungs and clogged our arteries become; because of this fetish, we will never, ever be able to quit –no matter how loud the voices of reason beg us to.
Each cigarette represents so much: The ever-yellowing/staining of beautiful teeth, the depositing of tar and plaque in the heart, lungs and arteries. The progression of the suffocation and blackening of the lungs. The staining of fingers. The degradation of oxygen supply in the body. The suffocation of the body. With each drag of each cigarette a smoker knows this. All of it. Yet, he chooses to proceed. He needs it. Not because of the physical addiction, but because he is nothing without it. He needs to suffer the consequences. Only a smoker can understand the incomprehensible.
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It’s the only way smoking felt good anymore. The thin, wispy smoke from just one cig was too little to do anything. He needed the smoke from two at once. He liked feeling the tar in his breath, liked feeling his lungs choking slightly every time he inhaled.