Ugh - Get Me A BucketIt's so icky to me. Most of my family - not my immediate one - smoke. So many of their friends and my friends and people around me smoke. I don't know why some of them think it's cool. It's so tacky. And some can't even help it because they're addicted to puffing away on a suicide stick. But I still don't like it. I'm not use to it. I walk out of a room if I smell smoke. It doesn't get along with me. And I don't get along with it.If I get to close to smoke for a too long time, I cough and cough and then comes a nice asthma attack. =/ It's nauseating.
I don't like cigarettes. I don't like cigars. I don't like anything like that. To me, if people want to poison themselves and tar their lungs even after they know how bad it is for them, it's their problem. but they mustn't come and tried to kill me or other people with their horrible breath and even more contaminated smoke.
It's yucky! -_-