The first time I smoked, I was 17...and I did it because I was severly stressed out and mad at the world (like everyother 17 year old)...call it a stereotypical rebellion act...but the only one I was rebelling against was myself...because I was living on my own at that time. I dunno if it was a placebo, but it seemed to mellow me out a little.
I rarely smoke now, kind of a party smoker....also I only like to smoke when it's cold out, go figure.
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So tired now of paying my dues
I start out strong but then I always lose
It's half the distance before you leave me behind
It's such a waste of time
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