Cigarettes
Cigarette
Most of them enjoy it once in a while; some are addicts; some see it as a socialising asset.
You know what's one thing common among all of them somehow it gives them some kind of comfort, ease, or maybe helps them burst stress as most of them quote?
But you know that no matter what, if asked publicly, they smoke? If they like it? If they want it to be a part of their lives, These questions would be dealt with with either avoidance or a firm denial.
However, it may be that one thing they need right when they wake up, or maybe on a stressful day, or they even include it in their happiness at times with a few drinks.
But it never gets accepted by them or by society.
You are just like a smoker.
And I.? I don't want to be What?
Your cigarette.
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