I was just in Vancouver for the weekend. It was great amazing.
So I came home.
The bus pulled up to the school.
Mom was there waiting.
I get into the car.
I coughed. The smell of smoke was so strong that I actually coughed. Is this what I smell like?
I realized that I do not hate my mother, so to speak, but I do greatly dislike living with smokers. No wonder I'm of bad health, I secondhand a fucking tonne.
I need to get out of here.
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