Ye Cigarettes My Addiction/Lifestyle/Habit

So here’s the thing, I’m a smoker. I’ve been on the cancer sticks since 2007 and man what can I say, it’s been great.  Nothing beats sucking on all that death when I’m tightly wound up and just need to calm down. Feels good just holding it and seeing the Grim Reaper’s soot leave my lungs, body and mouth; gives me such a good realise. Don’t even get me started on a good smoke after sex.

Problem is…smoking is disgusting!!! It’s honestly one of the grossest of vices. We all know this. It doesn’t even matter why people smoke, which is by the way a stupid question. I always want to kick people in their teeth when they ask me that question. But I guess it’s somewhat of a perplexity for people who don’t do it. But there’s hope. I’m glad to announce that I’m well on my way to quitting.

The last cigarette I had was on the 4th of December 2011. I wasn’t even planning on quitting. Thing is I had one of those weekends where I smoked like British American Tobacco had me on retainer. Between Friday and Sunday I had a little over 40 cigarettes. Pretty vile innit? On Sunday evening, I spat out phlegm that tasted and felt like an active ingredient in an atomic bomb. Just like that I knew that I don’t ever want to have that taste in my mouth ever again.

It’s been great really, I don’t crave a cigarette, it’s more like I want one. There are key moments in my everyday living when I just feel and think to myself “now this right here is a Marlboro light moment”. But the moments pass and I soon get over it. Today is slightly different though. I’m feeling somewhat uneasy.

I’m meeting up with one of my best mates. We’ve been smoking together for ages. It’ part of our repertoire. Conversation, fag and drink. We’ve been pees in a pot for over four years now and (not to pull a statistic out of my ass) 80% of the time we’ve been together has been shared with death’s little agents. I feel like I’ll be messing with the dynamic of our friendship if I refuse to have a fag. When I say dynamic, I mean it purely on a superficial level. As shallow as it is, we are a very superficial people.

Oh, I should also mention that I also decided to stop drinking. But I have no real cause for that except that drinking makes me crave a cigarette like you won’t imagine. It’s like a free hooker’s oral fixation in there, quite bad. Now I know my friend and 99.99% of all my friends will have none of that. So I’ll just drink in moderation today and try by all means to avoid smoking. If I should decide to fag, I won’t be too hard on myself. Good thing about this particular friend is that I only get to see her once a month. So it’s worth it. I think…

P.S. My friend and I aren’t your average smokers. We’re actually fit people who exercise regularly. We don’t look anything like smokers and have often been told we look much younger than we are. Yes smoking will catch up with us (well more her, coz I’m kinda done), but when we turn back to have a look…we still have a solid twenty years. I should say, she’s a doctor she can back it up.

P.P.S Fuck you!!! You know who you are. I wish you would read this here post and know that this “fuck you” is for you. This is for making me feel like less of a human because of this, my one flaw (at least the only obvious one). #BitterEx


About obialone
I'm random and unwise. I'm always seeking wisdom in its simplest form. I'm scared of not being scared, so I find ways to terrify myself. I care about everything, and I'm interested in all things. I reserve the right to change my mind, anytime. So in most cases I find it best to humble my opinion

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