~ Cigarettes on cigarettes my mama think I stank. I got burn holes in my hoodies all my homies think it's dank... ~
I left home three years, since I was such a disappointment to my mother. Just the memory of home makes me sick , depressed, and with terrible rage. So I smoke... Breathe it in and out tell it becomes an everyday routine. A lot of things remind me of home but when I'm not reminded of home are the good days. My mom likes to call me but I only pick up when it gets to me and I feel guilty. So I answer but our conversations always turn into arguments. Then I hang up and grab my cigarettes and smoke tell I feel like I'm calm or... sadly when the room is felled with smoke. I know, I know it's terrible I shouldn't smoke my doctor has told me millions of times before but it helps me. Like I said it's an everyday routine, but now...now I'm addicted
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RandomA man who misses home but doesn't want to realize it. A man who thinks smoking is the answer... the solution. Hear his story
