‼️content warning: mentions of vaping‼️

I pass by a fruit stand and I salivate but not for the fruit. I crave an artificial taste, one that produces smoke.

I’d rather chop off my arm than vape again but then again I’d like to chop my arm off for fun.

We kept walking but two years later and I still remember that fruit stand. I still remember exactly how my vape smelled and tasted. I remember bringing it into the bathroom with me while I showered.

I was so disgustingly addicted.

I was much younger than I am now but it’s a little funny, that kid from 4 years ago doesn’t look like me or think like me.

I’d like to buy peaches and mangos without wanting to sob my eyes out in the middle of the grocery store.

[hello! Just so you know, I’ve been clean now for many months and I’m very thankful that I did quit. If you or someone you know needs help quitting, I cannot encourage you more to reach out to your doctor.]