Confession from a smoke addict who's glad to be a smoker & can't wait to die of lung cancer

i can't stop smoking cigarettes and frankly, i'm
glad i am addicted. i deserve to die from lung
cancer.
after my abortion when i was a sophomore in
college 12 years ago, i was so wracked with guilt i
got to where i was smoking one cigarette after the
other. i had only occasionally been a social
smoker before that, but i was so depressed after
my abortion when my boyfriend broke up with me,
i just smoked all the time. two or three packs a
day or more.
i don't care what the catholic church says, abortion
is an unforgettable sin.
i am going to hell because i had an abortion when
i was only 19 when i got pregnant by accident
because i forgot to take my birth control pills. i
wanted to keep the baby, but my ex boyfriend
pressured me into it, and i did it. i went to the
doctor and let them kill my baby.
that's why i deserve to go to hell. because i killed
my baby.
that's why i hope i get lung cancer.
because i deserve to die an excruciatingly painful
death gasping for air, and then have nothing left to
do but die.
i fucking hate thanksgiving.
my family, my mom askes me how i'm doing, asks
me to come see them. she asks if i've quit
smoking yet.
no, mom, i am never ever ever quitting smoking. i
am 31 years old, and i smoke non stop every day,
and i can't fucking wait to get lung cancer and
check the fuck out of this shithole world.

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