I could easily read this book 10 times.
Then 10 times more.
"Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die."
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
the beauty of smoke is only caught in a glimpse of death.
waiting for a train that will never come, always filled with regret.
Smoke
Smoke
Smoke
The closest thing to ever touch such beautiful and addicted lips.
There is something about smoke.
Release
Release
Release
Tragic. Beautiful. inspiring.
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