

Him.I slowly exhaled, the smoke trailing away from my mouth and dissolving into the air.Him.
I blew a strand of my striking orange hair away from my face, puffs of smoke released at the same time. I stuck the cigarette butt back into my mouth, as charred bits fell away from the other end to the ground, fizzling out. I leaned onto the old wooden wall as I tucked my knees beneath my chin. The stairway was quiet and I let out a long, exasperated sigh with cigarette in mouth. The addictive nicotine tasted weird to me, since I had quit smoking months back, all for him.
But it didnt matter any more. My whole world was crumbl
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Everyone has guilty pleasures.
Mine's chocolate and ice-cream. (:
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Everyone has guilty pleasures.
Mine's chocolate and ice-cream. (:
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