It’s funny how you block me on Facebook literally weeks after deleting me. Clearly you’re still trippin’, and that’s hella cute. You’re the one with the problem not me. If you didn’t wanna see me, should’ve fucked somebody in the friend group.
Some lovers were never lovers, they were only nicotine laced toxic. A former smoker may long for the feeling of a cigarette between his lips every now and then. Does this mean he is in love with cigarettes? No. This is not love. There’s a difference between love and unhealthy addictions. Love does not kill you. Love does not darken the color of your internal organs. Love does not make it hard to breathe.
Remember, this when you crave to hear the voice of someone who once suffocated your lively heart; there is a difference between love and nicotine."