Perfect Vermin is only like three cigarettes long and I puffed two of them just to spite the no-smoking sign at the start of each office.
When the ending and that last line hit,
I was like:
"Damn."
coughes up burning hot tar

I am filth.
Perfect Vermin was cleansing.
I wished smoking, whichever brand is the cheapest currently, wasn't sometimes as fun as smashing up a printer with a sledge hammer tho.
Okay, it isn't nearly as fun as that, I kinda hate doing it actually.
There is a normalised routine in my addiction (and in my country, we had the most % of smokers in our population worldwide for quite a while) which sometimes let's me forget how fucking damaging and stupid it actually is.

I think I just need to stop wanting to destroy myself fr fr
If not for me, than at least for the people around me who I love and involuntarily inhale these clouds of cancerous shit.

Fuck.

What is a healthy addiction to have?
I need a substitution.