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Saturday, October 28 2006.
12:52 A.M.
The smell of this nicotine is too familiar.
I feel like I'm reliving childhood memories but being too adult-like about it.
Cigarette after cigarette.
And another glass of wine, please.
Red ashtray.
Red table.
Red Marlboro's.
Red lighter.
Red headband,
Red nails.
Red lips.
Red eyes.
Red blanket.
Navy chair.
Just picture it.
And please, if you can...
Just smell it.
There's no better way to describe your feelings than to describe it with a scent.
And right now, I say these cigarettes have taken over me.
And it's this aroma that I feel tonight.
12:52 A.M.
The smell of this nicotine is too familiar.
I feel like I'm reliving childhood memories but being too adult-like about it.
Cigarette after cigarette.
And another glass of wine, please.
Red ashtray.
Red table.
Red Marlboro's.
Red lighter.
Red headband,
Red nails.
Red lips.
Red eyes.
Red blanket.
Navy chair.
Just picture it.
And please, if you can...
Just smell it.
There's no better way to describe your feelings than to describe it with a scent.
And right now, I say these cigarettes have taken over me.
And it's this aroma that I feel tonight.