He slid a cigarette between his lips, fished out light and a flame came alive.
His lit the cigarette, sucked at it and then blew.
He stood there, looking at the building adjacent to the one he was standing on, beginning the first day of the year with a little nothing to do. I fell in love with the moment.
One's fascination with the moment of smoking, has always intrigued me. It feels like nothing, which has you involved completely. I want an amal like that of my own.
His lit the cigarette, sucked at it and then blew.
He stood there, looking at the building adjacent to the one he was standing on, beginning the first day of the year with a little nothing to do. I fell in love with the moment.
One's fascination with the moment of smoking, has always intrigued me. It feels like nothing, which has you involved completely. I want an amal like that of my own.
cancer sticks and sex appeal = evolutionary irony, I doth think http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49ZVEt2X3GA&feature=share
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