#wring

The other day my girlfriend apologized to the concept of Ryan Bergara about her disgust of root beer but not to me? Me, their soulmate who was literally about to drink rootbeer in that moment. 🤧 (true story but not really upset bc fair enough)

She started smoking in the bathroom, something to help her shit. Then in the bed when she was sick, to help the pain. After a few years in bed, she developed the habit of smoking in her room. Every last cigarette. Cigarette burn spackled bedding, Ash stained carpet, Smoke covered walls. Eventually, her daughters took to smoking. Then smoking in the house. Sitting in the living room, smoke dancing from in between their fingertips. Ashtray littered house, Cigarette butts in every trash can. That thick, stale smell, the moment you walked through the door. Nowadays, no one smokes in the house anymore. But if you take a hot shower, You can still watch the nicotine                Run                                Down                The                                Walls