My dearest Newport,
I remember when I was five I first saw you. I had just woke up and I smell you first and cough. Your “perfume “ made me sick to my stomach. My father look over to his girlfriend and told her to put her cigarette out it was making me sick. Shocking-because two days later I would experience SA from a family friend. It would be another three year when I had my first drag…But it would take ten more years until I was finally yours Newport. That first puff and I was hook. I would some time take a short break from you in between pregnancy but I was always your girl, your ride or die. I would come back to you and my doctor would ask me to just quit-go cold turkey, there is new medication out the to help with the withdrawal. They did not understand our relationship- some would call it toxic I would give you all the money I had but you gave me relief. It had to take me twenty years to say this. We are offically over- Newport. I never want to see you again, you are toxic and disgusting- I knew when I was five you would make me sick. I never want to see you again, you are bad for my health.I never want to see you or smell you again. Also, the 22k in dental bills I have because you knock out all of my teeth.I am going to try my best to bankrupt you. I will not be able to get my money back but I will make sure my kids will never try you. Also I embrace my inner loner because if I have to make friends with people who smoke then I don’t need to be their friend. If this was not clear it is o-v-e-r between me and you. I never want to see you again and my sincere wish is the Phillip morris company goes bankrupt.Yeah I am petty-I have embraced my inner prettinesses. F&@k off Newport and stay the f@&k out of my life.
