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I've just found Marlboro Lights in my mother's bag. An empty 20 and an unopened 10.
Ok, so I shouldn't have been going through her bag, but I was only looking for lip balm...
I'm shocked. Shocked and appalled. Yeah, I know, I can hardly piss and moan cause I'm a vile (part time) smoker. BUT this is my mother! She was a Millenium Quitter, and that used to mean something. She used to smoke about 20 a day, then she quit. Just like that. I was so proud of her, and now she's fucking smoking again, bloody bitch! Does she WANT TO DIE!? Because that's what's gonna fucking happen to her if she starts smoking again. I don't even know how long it's been going on for.
I stole them. And I'm going to dispose of them (and the 19 Marlboro menthols I started earlier.) Hayley, I'll save 'em for you. I'm not smoking anymore, unless I'm with the filthy lesbians or drinking heavily.
This is all my fault.
Ok, so I shouldn't have been going through her bag, but I was only looking for lip balm...
I'm shocked. Shocked and appalled. Yeah, I know, I can hardly piss and moan cause I'm a vile (part time) smoker. BUT this is my mother! She was a Millenium Quitter, and that used to mean something. She used to smoke about 20 a day, then she quit. Just like that. I was so proud of her, and now she's fucking smoking again, bloody bitch! Does she WANT TO DIE!? Because that's what's gonna fucking happen to her if she starts smoking again. I don't even know how long it's been going on for.
I stole them. And I'm going to dispose of them (and the 19 Marlboro menthols I started earlier.) Hayley, I'll save 'em for you. I'm not smoking anymore, unless I'm with the filthy lesbians or drinking heavily.
This is all my fault.