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Wednesday, December 15, 2010
today
Is a beautiful morning. I went out to smoke my first cigarette and right when i walked out side the hazy morning already reminded me of memories of the past. When i was a little girl i used to go visit my aunt candice in oxnard and it was always gloomy there. When i went out back to spark my couple minutes of heavenly nicotine even the smell cast thoughts of my worryless childhood years and it was a small sign of relief. Its insane how a smell can do that to you. I cant remember much of those days but when things remind me of that it makes me happy..i truly miss those days when everything was simple. Everything was innocent including me. Times and life are hard now and im just trying to find some meaning, i just dont want to exist. I want to live.
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what keeps u from it?
ReplyDeleteu have hands
u have feet
u have a brain
u can see
from my point of view theirs nothing limiting you
if its living u want to do
then i don't recommend smoking
mmmm but a cigarette sounds ao good right now.
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