the bloog satan just sell your soal for the never ending e cig max

My unlikely guess: you have had enough of this ecig racket. Your friends have quit talking to you, because all you talk is shop. Your wife left a note when she left, something you didn't read because a quick scan revealed no usage of the word cartomizer.
The nights are getting darker, even as summer makes them brighter.
You've taken to the bottle for solace, but there's little of it at the bottom. You've looked.
Addiction has claimed them, you came to discover. But it needn't claim you.
Give them what they want. A fool's revolution. Let them choke on Boba's Bounty.
My guess for the pictures: a hypodermic needle, a bottle of juice, and a belt.
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Dark much?
I had a complicated childhood. And adolescence. And early and mid adulthood.
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Another unlikely guess.
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am i the only person that can't see the picture of the clues