It is somewhat more than an enemy, but people are not fully aware for they think it is their friend.
It is indeed a great blasphemy on the part of anyone patronizing and recognizing it as their ligitimate friends forever.
Danny
A harsh cough escaped his lips, paining him so much that he was forced to bend over. But still he raised the foul cylinder to his lips and took a long breath. He reached for the nearest handkerchief as he succumbed to another fit of coughs. He extinguished the cigarette, carefully avoiding letting his eyes fall on cloth. He knew it was covered in blood, he knew he had lung cancer. He just couldn’t stop.
yellow. smells. european. chic. cancer. tabacco. argentina. bad breath. skinny. old hollywood. bad for you. unhealthy. etc. etc.
sunshine
bad
disgusting
orange and white
minus 60 seconds of your life
cancer stuck
smells nasty
very expensive
Cam
i smoke them
they make me feel high.
i feel like i’m cool.
because not many people i go to school with do it.
i do it only when i’m with my friends.
never alone.
because then what’s the point?
i’m a social smoker.
because then we all have something in common.
and i don’t feel alone.
elizabeth powell
i dont like cigars or cigarettes but have to endure the stench of all the people who suck on them, Oh well if thats the only thing
tara
a cigarette can be many things- it can be a statement of sorts. a fashion statement, a statement of defiance, and a statement of not caring. in a book i once read, it was said that “you smoke for fun, I smoke to die.” a cigarette can be used as a tool to unlock something once not had, or it can be just to feel good.
This is an interesting word. I keep getting the word cigarette, no matter which way I go, or which way I turn. I always manage to get this word. Quite interesting really if you think about it. This is kinda fun and interesting all at the same time. Times up!
Nasty. I hate the life sucking, stinking air about them. The backdrop of all convienace store clerks. I’d personally want a better juxtaposition for myself. So commonplace, they take lives so expectantly.
The cigarette hung from the corner of his mouth with a nonchalance that I’d always wished that I could muster. He had a sort of smile about him that was envious. I could have watched him for hours, but I could not. Work beckoned to me.
Ginger
pretty sure ive had this one already and im sick of writing about something I smoke everyday. yeah i love them what the fuck ever. half of the people i know smoke for reasons that im sure they wont wanna write up here guess im just bitter. i dont know anymore. i give up. this is ridiculous.
My fingers shake as I reach into the small cardboard box. With these next few moments I will pollute my airways. Just as you polluted my heart. Addictive and necessary, a chemical my mind can’t resist. You circulate through my veins, slowly eroding away at my ability to breath. My heart pounds a little faster when I hear your voice, and my mind races. I know you’re bad for me. The taste you leave in my mouth, while wanted, is unpleasant. I can feel your breathing pushing against mine in the night. I get up and go outside again, looking to escape your presence. The cool summer breeze is fresher then the scent of you, left, still lingering, on my skin. Acrid as the smoke left on my teeth and clothes. The resemblance is uncanny. You’re bad for me and I know it. I think through ways to erase you from my life as my hands twitch, flick, light, and I take a drag from the last cigarette in my pack. I consider the day when the pack of love you have for me runs out. I inhale. Soon, it will be that day. All too soon.
Lili
Cigarette’s suck. They have no purpose. People just use them to look cool. Many people die and get cancer from this and then blame cigarette companies for making addictive substances. But who’s really at fault here?
maybe i dont wanna smoke. but i do alot of them everyday. the smoke creates art around me that i use when i draw or paint. the patterns amaze me.
it makes me feel like nothing else matters for those five short minutes that i smoke. i dont really know why i smoke
does anyone know why they do the shit they do/
if they did the world would make so much more sense
elizabeth
It was so easy; he hardly had to think about it anymore. He flicked the butt to the earth and ground it into the dirt with his foot, then hit his watch. With a gentle beep, his body melted away into nothing in front of his eyes, and he headed toward the enemy base.
The butt hits the floor like a bomb. ashes bounce from the lit end, she lifts her foot and smashes it against the pavement, along with her past. This is a new beginning, and she’s never looking back.
I fucking hate cigarettes. My moms been addicted to them ever since before I was born, and I’m afraid it’s affecting her health severely. GOLFWANG.
Jordan Cunningham
I’ve decided to stop smoking. I made the decision after having a cough that lasted two weeks. For now, I don’t regret the decision but I’m still kind of sick and sore throatey so obviously it’s easy to resist them. I found a packet of cigarettes in my room, there was only one left in there, a sign? I hope not.
prolli
YAY!
alenis
cigarette, instrument of death
cigarette, saving grace
cigarette, social outcast
cigarette, marketing manipulation
cigarette, stinky butts
cigarette, end of a tough day
cigarette, end of a tough life
Rebecca
cigarettes cause cancer and its bad for you, it causes your teeth to turn yellow and it makes your breath stink. It also causes you to reduce your lung capacity which is terrible. Smoking makes you lose weight which is not a good thing because it kills blood cells in your body.
Frank
Poison, coffin nail. A small cigar? No a bad idea. What else could one think?
Beetrot
You put it in your mouth and light; sucking slightly so the ember burns hot. Your eyes meet his as you exhale. You feel your lungs tighten up and you’re not sure if it’s because of him or from the smoke teasing your senses. The smell sticks to you as you move inside, but you hardly notice.
Simone
he took a deep breath in, almost as if I wasn’t just standing there beside him, with my eyes open and my anger flaring. Like he wasn’t just standing beside a girl who’s father had just died of lung cancer. He kept one hand in his pocket and continued blowing out puffs of smoke, he didn’t even pass a glance my way, just kept on going.
cacer stick my friend indy smokes them… so does my friend Calvin. Calvin is hella cool. he cut his hair and i dont like it. anyways, cigarettes are gross i dont like them… but my friend indy does and i love him. hes the coolest dude ever. one time i saw my dad smoking a cigarette and yea.
Sarawr
He picked up the cigarette between his thumb and forefinger, struck the match by flicking his nail along the tip. Bringing it up to his lips he looked at the yellow smiley face with bullet holes in the wall. John was coming back and he’d have to explain, but for now, fuck the patches.
Sarah Fischer
I inhale toxic fumes of peers with no disregard. However, it is not my place to judge others’ decisions and bad habits who do not directly infringe on my well-being, Significant amount anyhow.
Andres Loubriel
It’ll kill you.
I mean, that’s obvious, but it kills your skin and teeth and fingers. It makes your breath smell like death, too. But I’ve learned not to, at least. From those who do.
Fish
Smoking. I had a cigarette last night and joked about being hip and French. Yet I believe that French people roll their own cigarettes, it seems a lot more “French hipster” to roll your own cigarettes. It’s probably what I’d do too if I really got into smoking like that.
Steve
just had one. hate it. suck the fuckin’ death into me. shit. can’t be fagged given them away.
“It’s a metaphor. You put the killing thing between your lips but you don’t give it the power to do it’s killing.” – John Green
Erin
smoking kills people and is extremely addicting, it also makes you want to fucking die. and it feels dirty when you smoke.
melanie
walking down the street, she lights it up. breathes deep, a puff of smoke up and ashes fall down and down again.
lauren
He paused outside the auditorium and pulled the pack from his pocket. Sticking the cigarette between his lips, he was just about to light up when the blond came outside.
“Smoking, really? Isn’t that a bit old fashioned?” He asked.
Jack looked into the rain. “My best friend hates me, I’ve been lying to all my friends for years and now it looks like I’m being jettisoned out of the closet by a catapult. Old habits die especially hard sometimes.”
Ben took the cigarette, put it between his own lips and let Jack light it. He inhaled deeply and passed it back.
Coughing a bit, Ben smiled. “Yeah, life’s a bitch, ain’t it.”
It was silent for a long time. Then they both started laughing.
“Oh lord, did you just SWEAR?”
Erin
Cancer stick. Judgement of society. Moving against a positive world change. Symbol of older times. A negative effect for your health. Perhaps something to progressively be removed from society all together.
deanna
My mom smokes cigarettes. My dad used to smoke. After his heart attack, he quit, just like that. Just said one day, “I’m not going to smoke anymore,” and hasn’t had one for ten years and going. My mom? Well, she might have lung cancer. She’s still puffing away, every cigarette another future broken promise to be “the last”. But it’s not my life, it’s hers. I wish she would quit, but I can’t make her.
Cigarettes are bad, so they say. However, cigarettes will always be classy, and sexy and smoke will always be fun to breathe and cigarettes will always be calming and stress relieving and I will smoke cigarettes
it’s only natural to speak with a cigarette between two fingers
bringing your hand up to take a puff every so often
a nice break
sitting outside of school between classes to have one
camels and reds
camels and reds
They are nasty addicting things that never should have been created. they bring about many problems such as financial issues and they make it very hard to quit because of this people dont want to suffer through withdraw so they continue to buy them even though they are pricey and bring about financial issues for themselves.
I watch as the smoke of your cigarette curls around you, as if you’ve got a halo. As if you’re some form of angel that no one could understand but me.
You smell of cigarettes in the mornings, and I love it. I love you. But by the afternoon it’s disappeared, just like your smile.
I miss you, angel. I love you.
It is somewhat more than an enemy, but people are not fully aware for they think it is their friend.
It is indeed a great blasphemy on the part of anyone patronizing and recognizing it as their ligitimate friends forever.
A harsh cough escaped his lips, paining him so much that he was forced to bend over. But still he raised the foul cylinder to his lips and took a long breath. He reached for the nearest handkerchief as he succumbed to another fit of coughs. He extinguished the cigarette, carefully avoiding letting his eyes fall on cloth. He knew it was covered in blood, he knew he had lung cancer. He just couldn’t stop.
Shaky, barely breathing, ugly, premature aging, European, chic, old Hollywood, cancer, yellow teeth, bad breath, skinny, addiction.
yellow. smells. european. chic. cancer. tabacco. argentina. bad breath. skinny. old hollywood. bad for you. unhealthy. etc. etc.
bad
disgusting
orange and white
minus 60 seconds of your life
cancer stuck
smells nasty
very expensive
i smoke them
they make me feel high.
i feel like i’m cool.
because not many people i go to school with do it.
i do it only when i’m with my friends.
never alone.
because then what’s the point?
i’m a social smoker.
because then we all have something in common.
and i don’t feel alone.
i dont like cigars or cigarettes but have to endure the stench of all the people who suck on them, Oh well if thats the only thing
a cigarette can be many things- it can be a statement of sorts. a fashion statement, a statement of defiance, and a statement of not caring. in a book i once read, it was said that “you smoke for fun, I smoke to die.” a cigarette can be used as a tool to unlock something once not had, or it can be just to feel good.
This is an interesting word. I keep getting the word cigarette, no matter which way I go, or which way I turn. I always manage to get this word. Quite interesting really if you think about it. This is kinda fun and interesting all at the same time. Times up!
Nasty. I hate the life sucking, stinking air about them. The backdrop of all convienace store clerks. I’d personally want a better juxtaposition for myself. So commonplace, they take lives so expectantly.
The cigarette hung from the corner of his mouth with a nonchalance that I’d always wished that I could muster. He had a sort of smile about him that was envious. I could have watched him for hours, but I could not. Work beckoned to me.
pretty sure ive had this one already and im sick of writing about something I smoke everyday. yeah i love them what the fuck ever. half of the people i know smoke for reasons that im sure they wont wanna write up here guess im just bitter. i dont know anymore. i give up. this is ridiculous.
My fingers shake as I reach into the small cardboard box. With these next few moments I will pollute my airways. Just as you polluted my heart. Addictive and necessary, a chemical my mind can’t resist. You circulate through my veins, slowly eroding away at my ability to breath. My heart pounds a little faster when I hear your voice, and my mind races. I know you’re bad for me. The taste you leave in my mouth, while wanted, is unpleasant. I can feel your breathing pushing against mine in the night. I get up and go outside again, looking to escape your presence. The cool summer breeze is fresher then the scent of you, left, still lingering, on my skin. Acrid as the smoke left on my teeth and clothes. The resemblance is uncanny. You’re bad for me and I know it. I think through ways to erase you from my life as my hands twitch, flick, light, and I take a drag from the last cigarette in my pack. I consider the day when the pack of love you have for me runs out. I inhale. Soon, it will be that day. All too soon.
Cigarette’s suck. They have no purpose. People just use them to look cool. Many people die and get cancer from this and then blame cigarette companies for making addictive substances. But who’s really at fault here?
maybe i dont wanna smoke. but i do alot of them everyday. the smoke creates art around me that i use when i draw or paint. the patterns amaze me.
it makes me feel like nothing else matters for those five short minutes that i smoke. i dont really know why i smoke
does anyone know why they do the shit they do/
if they did the world would make so much more sense
It was so easy; he hardly had to think about it anymore. He flicked the butt to the earth and ground it into the dirt with his foot, then hit his watch. With a gentle beep, his body melted away into nothing in front of his eyes, and he headed toward the enemy base.
The butt hits the floor like a bomb. ashes bounce from the lit end, she lifts her foot and smashes it against the pavement, along with her past. This is a new beginning, and she’s never looking back.
I fucking hate cigarettes. My moms been addicted to them ever since before I was born, and I’m afraid it’s affecting her health severely. GOLFWANG.
I’ve decided to stop smoking. I made the decision after having a cough that lasted two weeks. For now, I don’t regret the decision but I’m still kind of sick and sore throatey so obviously it’s easy to resist them. I found a packet of cigarettes in my room, there was only one left in there, a sign? I hope not.
YAY!
cigarette, instrument of death
cigarette, saving grace
cigarette, social outcast
cigarette, marketing manipulation
cigarette, stinky butts
cigarette, end of a tough day
cigarette, end of a tough life
cigarettes cause cancer and its bad for you, it causes your teeth to turn yellow and it makes your breath stink. It also causes you to reduce your lung capacity which is terrible. Smoking makes you lose weight which is not a good thing because it kills blood cells in your body.
Poison, coffin nail. A small cigar? No a bad idea. What else could one think?
You put it in your mouth and light; sucking slightly so the ember burns hot. Your eyes meet his as you exhale. You feel your lungs tighten up and you’re not sure if it’s because of him or from the smoke teasing your senses. The smell sticks to you as you move inside, but you hardly notice.
he took a deep breath in, almost as if I wasn’t just standing there beside him, with my eyes open and my anger flaring. Like he wasn’t just standing beside a girl who’s father had just died of lung cancer. He kept one hand in his pocket and continued blowing out puffs of smoke, he didn’t even pass a glance my way, just kept on going.
cacer stick my friend indy smokes them… so does my friend Calvin. Calvin is hella cool. he cut his hair and i dont like it. anyways, cigarettes are gross i dont like them… but my friend indy does and i love him. hes the coolest dude ever. one time i saw my dad smoking a cigarette and yea.
He picked up the cigarette between his thumb and forefinger, struck the match by flicking his nail along the tip. Bringing it up to his lips he looked at the yellow smiley face with bullet holes in the wall. John was coming back and he’d have to explain, but for now, fuck the patches.
I inhale toxic fumes of peers with no disregard. However, it is not my place to judge others’ decisions and bad habits who do not directly infringe on my well-being, Significant amount anyhow.
It’ll kill you.
I mean, that’s obvious, but it kills your skin and teeth and fingers. It makes your breath smell like death, too. But I’ve learned not to, at least. From those who do.
Smoking. I had a cigarette last night and joked about being hip and French. Yet I believe that French people roll their own cigarettes, it seems a lot more “French hipster” to roll your own cigarettes. It’s probably what I’d do too if I really got into smoking like that.
just had one. hate it. suck the fuckin’ death into me. shit. can’t be fagged given them away.
“It’s a metaphor. You put the killing thing between your lips but you don’t give it the power to do it’s killing.” – John Green
smoking kills people and is extremely addicting, it also makes you want to fucking die. and it feels dirty when you smoke.
walking down the street, she lights it up. breathes deep, a puff of smoke up and ashes fall down and down again.
He paused outside the auditorium and pulled the pack from his pocket. Sticking the cigarette between his lips, he was just about to light up when the blond came outside.
“Smoking, really? Isn’t that a bit old fashioned?” He asked.
Jack looked into the rain. “My best friend hates me, I’ve been lying to all my friends for years and now it looks like I’m being jettisoned out of the closet by a catapult. Old habits die especially hard sometimes.”
Ben took the cigarette, put it between his own lips and let Jack light it. He inhaled deeply and passed it back.
Coughing a bit, Ben smiled. “Yeah, life’s a bitch, ain’t it.”
It was silent for a long time. Then they both started laughing.
“Oh lord, did you just SWEAR?”
Cancer stick. Judgement of society. Moving against a positive world change. Symbol of older times. A negative effect for your health. Perhaps something to progressively be removed from society all together.
My mom smokes cigarettes. My dad used to smoke. After his heart attack, he quit, just like that. Just said one day, “I’m not going to smoke anymore,” and hasn’t had one for ten years and going. My mom? Well, she might have lung cancer. She’s still puffing away, every cigarette another future broken promise to be “the last”. But it’s not my life, it’s hers. I wish she would quit, but I can’t make her.
Cigarettes are bad, so they say. However, cigarettes will always be classy, and sexy and smoke will always be fun to breathe and cigarettes will always be calming and stress relieving and I will smoke cigarettes
it’s only natural to speak with a cigarette between two fingers
bringing your hand up to take a puff every so often
a nice break
sitting outside of school between classes to have one
camels and reds
camels and reds
They are nasty addicting things that never should have been created. they bring about many problems such as financial issues and they make it very hard to quit because of this people dont want to suffer through withdraw so they continue to buy them even though they are pricey and bring about financial issues for themselves.
I watch as the smoke of your cigarette curls around you, as if you’ve got a halo. As if you’re some form of angel that no one could understand but me.
You smell of cigarettes in the mornings, and I love it. I love you. But by the afternoon it’s disappeared, just like your smile.
I miss you, angel. I love you.