[ WP ] This one , this is going to be my last cigarette

As I inhaled, feeling the nicotine rush to my brain, I knew that this would be my last. The cigarettes... they are what ended me I guess. I started smoking when I was twelve, due to bad parenting and bad choice of friends. Well of course I got addicted. Horribly addicted. The doctors, they warned me. They warned everyone of course, of the dangers. Addiction is a hard thing to fight, so of course no one listened, and cancer started to spread. I have end stage lung cancer, I have two months to live. Why do I continue to smoke? I've asked myself this so many times I dont even know what the question means anymore. Why do we continue to do something, even though we know it will ruin us? I suppose humans are, in essence, flawed. My daughter doesnt know yet, I have n't had the heart to tell her that her father was going to die. I'm all she has left I guess, and her mother... Samantha... she left years ago, when my daughter was young. Come to think of it, I have no family left to take care of her when I do pass. The doctors told me, that I would die in the hospital, probably from asphyxiation. Who *the fuck* tells someone that. Maybe it would be better to end my life now. Before my body goes and im left in a room to die. Maybe it'll be easier for her. Hell i'm already at the bridge. I guess this will really be my last one..
