the door opens and the heat smothers my whole body. it feels like standing in front of an oven. i feel like dough right before it is shoved into an oven to become bread.
i do it anyway. i need to smoke. i imagine that when i light my cigarette, i torch myself in the process, and then the heat would seem insignificant.
hooray for mickeydees! hello bloggers, im back!
Written by lefthandedrebel at 11:56 PM.
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