I sit here, smoking my last cigarette of the day, staring into nothingness. Thinking about all the things I really shouldn’t be thinking about.
Worries of the day can wait for another day. Night is here and my bed is calling.
I sit here, smoking my last cigarette of the day, staring into nothingness. Thinking about all the things I really shouldn’t be thinking about.
Worries of the day can wait for another day. Night is here and my bed is calling.
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