It's stupefying how ironic smoking cigarettes to relieve stress and sustain contentment is. Anxiety, suffering, addiction, pollution, and nevertheless a likelihood of death (not just for you, but your loved ones as well), a few cheerless consequences of submitting to this suicidal identity and lifestyle up for sale at every local convenience store, condensed into ideal little boxes of self-destruction, for you to purchase for the sake of vanity and eloquence, for the sake of feigned happiness and contentment. All this, just to get through the day, the days they actively contribute to shortening and fluctuating anxiety within with their ugly and expensive habit.
There needs to be a bigger wave of anti-tobacco campaigns. People still don't get how beautiful life can be.