"I just cannot live without my cancer sticks anymore. I can't. I know they are not good for me. I know they are full of nasty chemicals - but I don't care. All I want is to keep smoking, filling my lungs with sticky black tar and nicotine. If you could open my chest up my lungs would be as black as all the tar they have consumed. And I always smoke with my lungs, I always take one deep drag after the other. And sometimes I allow the smoke to coat my lungs, so they absorb as much poison as they possibly can. I love poisoning my body: for you, for money - but ultimately, for my own sick pleas... Show more