smoker chav

Waiting for my fam to arrive. I've organised it so that there's a decent interval between each arrival. I need the time to help each of them understand what I've become. What they will become. They will love their new latex skin as much as I already do. They'll love the feeling of their rubber sliding against their body when they move, just I as I do. When we are all complete, we'll put our Nike trackies on, and head down JDs. The bro's down there deserve to be happy too. We'll begin with the staff...

He started with friends and always thought he was that guy that wouldn’t get addicted to cigarettes, that he could quit when he wanted, but damn was he wrong. Now he’s embraced the addiction and pushes his lungs to take as much smoke as they can, increasing that hold over him each day so he never has to stop feeling that pleasure his reds bring

When did I start to need you so much? Just a passing thought from this young smoker. He raises it back up as he lets the thought slip away. The smoke enters his developing smoker's lung, still pink and healthy, and he doesn't think anymore. He loves the feeling. He will never let it go. More importantly, that cigarette will never let him go. Enjoy the rest of your smoker's life young man!

Marlboro will always be a part of him

Keeping his addiction growing strong

He keeps that chest full of smoke and growing with tar