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If I had a dollar for every time someone told me to quit… I’d buy more cigarettes. 💵💨
Relationship status: committed… to my nicotine addiction. 🚬
Cigarette in one hand, bad decisions in the other. 🤝
Cigarettes are like best friends—always there when you need them. 🫶
Inhale happiness, exhale responsibilities. 🚬✨
They say smoking kills, but so does stress—just pick your fighter. 😜
Doctor said to quit, so I did… quit listening to doctors!
Smoking: because running away from my problems is too much cardio. 🚬💨
Choose your favorite, 1, 2, or 3?
Lungs: suffering. Vibes: immaculate. 😂
Puff, puff… oh wait, this one’s all mine. 😆
Milf burning money one cigarette at a time. 💸💨
This cigarette and I have a toxic relationship, but at least it’s consistent. 🔥
If smoking is bad, why does it feel so cool? Asking for a friend. 😏💨
I hold fire between my lips, pretending I have control over what consumes me.
Smoke twists and curls, dancing like something half-alive and already leaving.
A ghost of fire in the night, leaving behind only what time will erase.
Each breath is borrowed, each exhale a quiet surrender.
The cigarette dies between my fingers, but something else lingers.
Inhale the weight of the past, exhale the emptiness of the present.
Smoke moves like whispered secrets, lost before they are ever heard.
A flickering light, a slow decay, an end written in ash.
A cigarette burns, the silence lingers, and the night does not answer.
Fingers trace the outline of the past in curling tendrils of smoke.
