I would just be happy to get back to the point I was when I started. A pack used to last me three days.....
Seriously? That can't have lasted more than a month, right? I think I was a pack a day within a couple weeks of starting, and I've generally always been 2+ while ********.
It lasted longer, but more than likely because I was still in high school, still living at home and my parents didn't know.....yet.
A pack used to last me 4 days when I first started, and that went on for like... 6 months or something. I started when I was 17, so it was difficult to obtain cigarettes...
...and my *** found out shortly after I started. Eventually she was the one buying cigarettes for me. I think she used it to her advantage, offering to buy me a pack of smokes if I'd stay home and not go party for a night, but that didn't work out so well. I was a bad ***, and ended up going out anyway.
God I **** myself for putting her through that.
Never had that problem. Being about six feet tall with a beard in grade four kinda made issues with ID and like incredibly rare for me.
I think most **** rebel. I did. My ******* didn't, but he's broken in different (and perhaps stranger) ways than I am. My ****** did, but managed to never get caught. That left me as the only "bad *****" (at least as far as anyone knew... apparently I should have been watching my ****** more closely and taking notes).
I have this weird thing with smoking. I love it. I would do it constantly, but I know how bad it is for me. So I get a pack about once or twice a year, smoke them, and don't miss them when they are gone.
I'd love it if they weren't bad for me, though.
Same. I was probably the worst of the bunch, but was basically treated like I was the only bad ***. My ******** definitely did some naughty things, but somehow they weren't reprimanded like I was and I was treated differently. My step ******* was constantly bringing girls home, going to school events, going to visit friends, leading a very active and social lifestyle. He was allowed to have girls stay over and ***** in his room with him. My step ****** played this goody-two-shoes role, which was a complete facade, and thus got away with everything. She'd get to stay over with friends, go out for entire weekends, go on vacations with friends, and once she even confided in me on how to sneak around and make up this story to our parents so that she could spend a weekend in a cabin alone with her boyfriend. My ****** had a long time boyfriend, they dated pretty much all throughout high school, and she was allowed to ***** over at his house on weekends.
Me? God forbid should I ever have a boy over. When I lost my virginity, I was grounded. When my step ****** lost hers, no one found out about it except me because I borrowed one of her Cosmo magazines and found a used condom hidden between the pages. And we all knew that both my step ******* and ****** were sexually active.
So since I was treated differently, I had to sneak around more, which of course worked against me since that made me look even worse, when in reality I wasn't doing anything different than my ********, it just seemed like I was bad.
I like a cigar every now and then.I have this weird thing with smoking. I love it. I would do it constantly, but I know how bad it is for me. So I get a pack about once or twice a year, smoke them, and don't miss them when they are gone.
I'd love it if they weren't bad for me, though.
Huh. Did they ever give you a reason for why you were being treated differently? I mean, I more or less knew (I was the only one getting caught so... yeah) and still I felt it was basically bullshit, which probably had me rebel even more just out of spite over it.
I like a cigar every now and then.
No reason really. I think they're still in denial about everything, they don't see it as them treating me differently in general, but more like me being a bad, rebellious *** who always gets into trouble so they had to watch out for me. I was pretty bad as a *** before I was a teen, and really.... I don't really know how to describe it. I was very sexual. I think I discovered sex before I was 10, and I was really curious about it, and I made a habit of looking at my *******'s playboy magazines, looking through my ***'s nude art books and stuff, drawing naked women, stuff like that, and I discovered masturbation very early on, probably around the same age, and they caught me a few times, so I think they had this idea in their head that I would get myself into trouble sexually. So... they tried to keep tabs on me at all times and restrict me more than they did the others. Maybe that's why.
Stinky!
EDIT: Well I guess I don't have much room to talk, huh? Cigarettes are pretty stinky. But cigars are so much stronger.
Stinky!
EDIT: Well I guess I don't have much room to talk, huh? Cigarettes are pretty stinky. But cigars are so much stronger.
Stinky!
EDIT: Well I guess I don't have much room to talk, huh? Cigarettes are pretty stinky. But cigars are so much stronger.
Is it bad that the smell of a car owned by a heavy smoker brings back pleasant ********* memories for me?
Hmm, that sounds a lot like me. Well, except I never got caught ******* myself (hmm, maybe once by my *******... not sure if he saw what was going on though :1orglaugh).
You're the youngest, aren't you? I'm sure that wouldn't help things either. I think parents tend to feel a need to "protect" their youngest from the world.
Cheap cigars smell like horseshit. A fine cigar though can be quite nice. Well, unless you have a severe aversion to smoke in general. I know people who **** the smell of cigarettes who will literally go out of their way to be near someone smoking a good cigar.
Regardless, stinky is subjective. I could actually go for some secondhand right about now.![]()
Is it bad that the smell of a car owned by a heavy smoker brings back pleasant ********* memories for me?
Right? People assume that the youngest gets to do whatever they want, that the youngest ***** is the most loved and spoiled. Bull. Fucking. ****.
Want some secondhand smoke? Come on over.
Oh, it's probably worth noting that the limbic system also controls some aspects of behavior. So if the smell of smoke triggers fond memories it's perhaps not surprising that you're a smoker yourself.
Not sure if it's bad or not, but it's not surprising. The sense of smell is one of the most powerful memory triggers, especially when it comes to particularly emotional ones, because the element of the brain that processes smell is part of the limbic system, which also deals with memories and feelings.
Bad smells... hmm.... eggs and onions. Mix the two together and saddle it up on a skunk and we have ourselves a winner.
I knew that.
..which is why I hope I never smell my ex-wife's favorite perfume ever again.