My mother smoked herself to death. It happened like this:

My mother smoked herself to death. It happened like this::

early-onset-of-night:

When she was a teenager, to be cool, responding to peer pressure, whatever, she started smoking. Then, 50 years later, it killed her, snickering “dumb bitch” as she died in agony.

She got up one day to get ready for work. She had a degree in accountancy and worked for a large construction…

Jesus Christ.