I smoked a cigarette today. to feel something
I feel like the gross lazy person. cant bring myself to ride back home.
the cigarette burned and I inhaled
three
times
and then i stubbed it out and ground the ash into the ground. and put it back in the pack
if my sister opens her bag, there will be a reminder of me tucked away in that crushed box.
Home alone
feel alone and eat alone and sleep alone and stay alone
and my fingers smell like smoke and I wonder if my dad would be able to tell.
I wonder if he would care
I wonder if I do
If i am alone, then I am my only competitor.