‹ Prequel: Memories
Sequel: Desert
Status: Oneshot/Finished/Completed



Some people are like cigarettes. You feel that you need them till you realize they destroy you and you have them for the fuck of it.

It's the seventh part of the ''Tales of the Past'' series.

From something a friend told me which was, ‘’People are like cigarettes.’’

Story is mine, written by me, edited by Airi., posted by me. You steal I'll toast you alive, comprende? Constructive criticism is more than welcome.

-Written for this Contest-
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