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Well said bro..
Count me in.. Without a smoke what the hell we would be??
Feel like having one now
Well said bro..
Count me in.. Without a smoke what the hell we would be??
Feel like having one now
anytime's a good time for a smoke dude
lol how many a day now?
I added a piece of art to lighten up the situation. 
Addicted
Sucking in
waiting for the rush
to race along my body.
Spasming fire along my skin.
Addicted?
Not likely.
I’m in control,
the master of this feeling,
mere puppet between my fingers.
I
scoff at the doubters.
Who think I am the lowly puppet.
Dancing at the command of this
demon they
don’t
even know.
That they haven‘t experienced.
Too afraid to dance in the fire,
to laugh at death. They
think
when you start,
it changes you forever.
Raking it’s claws through
your supple flesh
so
everyone can clearly see
you, a slave to this beast.
Nothing I say soothes them.
‘I can stop whenever I like’
But
then, why don’t I?
I love the feeling.
of how it robs you of stress
and anxiety.
Isn’t
that worth
the increased chances
of cancers
of strokes
of heart problems
that
it brings?
To feel, for a moment,
like everything will work out,
after you smoke
what they
call evil.
Evil tucked away carefully,
behind the paper blanket
that holds
all
it’s wonders, close.
So what will you
say?
When I offer you a hit.
by Leah
Addicted
Sucking in
waiting for the rush
to race along my body.
Spasming fire along my skin.
Addicted?
Not likely.
I’m in control,
the master of this feeling,
mere puppet between my fingers.
I
scoff at the doubters.
Who think I am the lowly puppet.
Dancing at the command of this
demon they
don’t
even know.
That they haven‘t experienced.
Too afraid to dance in the fire,
to laugh at death. They
think
when you start,
it changes you forever.
Raking it’s claws through
your supple flesh
so
everyone can clearly see
you, a slave to this beast.
Nothing I say soothes them.
‘I can stop whenever I like’
But
then, why don’t I?
I love the feeling.
of how it robs you of stress
and anxiety.
Isn’t
that worth
the increased chances
of cancers
of strokes
of heart problems
that
it brings?
To feel, for a moment,
like everything will work out,
after you smoke
what they
call evil.
Evil tucked away carefully,
behind the paper blanket
that holds
all
it’s wonders, close.
So what will you
say?
When I offer you a hit.
by Leah
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ඩන්හිල් 12, ඉතිරිවා ගෝල්ඩ් තමාholy hell!! gold leaf? fuck the health but where'd you get that sorta money?
දැන් සල්ලිත් නෑ සනීපත් නෑ
I added a piece of art to lighten up the situation.
Addicted
Sucking in
waiting for the rush
to race along my body.
Spasming fire along my skin.
Addicted?
Not likely.
I’m in control,
the master of this feeling,
mere puppet between my fingers.
I
scoff at the doubters.
Who think I am the lowly puppet.
Dancing at the command of this
demon they
don’t
even know.
That they haven‘t experienced.
Too afraid to dance in the fire,
to laugh at death. They
thin
when you start,
it changes you forever.
Raking it’s claws through
your supple flesh
so
everyone can clearly see
you, a slave to this beast.
Nothing I say soothes them.
‘I can stop whenever I like’
But
then, why don’t I?
I love the feeling.
of how it robs you of stress
and anxiety.
Isn’t
that worth
the increased chances
of cancers
of strokes
of heart problems
that
it brings?
To feel, for a moment,
like everything will work out,
after you smoke
what they
call evil.
Evil tucked away carefully,
behind the paper blanket
that holds
all
it’s wonders, close.
So what will you
say?
When I offer you a hit.
by Leah
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance,
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance,
My head is bloodied, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll.
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
by William Earnest Henley
http://able2know.org/topic/63247-1
this is interesting
its ur decision to smoke or not to smoke
yeahh
smoke da herb maaan! ඩන්හිල් 12, ඉතිරිවා ගෝල්ඩ් තමා
that's why they say not to put all your eggs into one basket
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance,
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance,
My head is bloodied, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishment the scroll.
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
by William Earnest Henley
දුම්වැටියේ දුම්වැටියේ දුම්වැටියේ
දෙතොල රැදී දුම්වැටියේ
සංතෝසේ සංතාපේ
දෙතොල රැදී දුම්වැටියේ
ඔබ නොවෙදෝ
ලඟ සිටියේ දුම්වැටියේ....
දුම්වැටියේ දුම්වැටියේ දුම්වැටියේ
දෙතොල රැදී දුම්වැටියේ
සංතෝසේ සංතාපේ
දෙතොල රැදී දුම්වැටියේ
ඔබ නොවෙදෝ
ලඟ සිටියේ දුම්වැටියේ....
guys, don't forget the 20rs lighter too
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