Tomorrow, 11/11/11, I will have six months vaping and I could not be more proud. I smoked on and off for almost 8 years, robbing myself and others of what little time we have being a slave to cigarettes. Proudly I proclaimed to be an independent person yet became submissive to this addiction that was eating me alive.
I grew up in a household that smoked for as long as I could remember. I started eventually, sneaking a smoke here and there from the older kids at work, stealing cigarettes
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It was the best of times for other people. I, WyattDerp, roamed the plains of Oklahoma with my generic analogs in my pocket and a tingle in my throat. Sucking down the last Mentholatum stick in my cancer box, I was determined to make a change. "Wyatt," I said to myself, "You must be dagburn fool to keep your volunteer job being a smokestack. Spend your money wiser and buy a rifle and some bullets if you want to pay to kill yourself."
Updated 07-17-2011 at 02:18 PM by WyattDerp