Okay, both my parents smoke.  They smoke a lot.  Everyone in my family smokes.  I get tired of asking them, begging them, to quit.  I get tired of reminding them exactly why they should.  They just blow me off, telling me their health is fine.  WELL IT WON'T ALWAYS BE!  Sure, you'll only be the one in pain, unable to do the things you once were ( Read more... )

Look, I have problems with my dad, I admit that.  I love my mom.  It just sucks to think that not a single person in my family, or friends for that matter, ever has any time for me.  Everything is more important than me, everything and everyone.  Every one of your friends, every one of your stupid vices, and every one of your many problems.  Mine ( Read more... )