I've been smoking since I was 12. I saw my older brothr and his best friend rolling cigerettes and I wanted to try one. Ever since then I enjoyed it. But the problem is, i really don't know why I enjoy it. I hate the smell, the taste is horrible, and my teeth are horribly stained. Smoking is also affecting my appetite. But I cant help but to light one up. My son hates that I smoke, he's 8 and he tells me constantly, he doesn't want me to die. I know makes you wanna cry right. I've had bronchitis and still smoked, while coughing my lungs out. My mother smoked and she quit cold turkey. She said she just woke one day and decided she didn't need them. I wish I had that will power. I hate going to public places because of the smell I carry aroound, not to mention, I constantly smell my own clothes to see how bad it is.
