Two weeks ago, I met a highschool friend at a party. She always was really pretty so during the night I went up to her after I caught her staring at me a few times. I believe I did everything right and we started making out. Soon after though, she seemed bored and ghosted me for the night. No big deal, on to the next . Yesterday, I went to yet another party and I got to see her again! Same thing happened except this time we were full on making out .After we were done she asked me if I wanted to go to her house and needless to say I fucked her brains out. Now what was any different from one time to another? She actually told me and it was for the simple reason that my mouth didn’t taste like an ashtray on the second time. In fact, I forgot my pack at home and usually I would smoke around 10 cigs whenever I get drunk. Smoking isn’t cool, it hinders you from performing well in sports and the general concensus is that it tastes like shit. Try being the best version of yourself, the one that won’t have lung problems down the road. Anyways this post is a PSA for a small percentage of you, but it’s a kind reminder that if you want to quit, you should and you can.