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i’m not smoking  and i never ever been ,,, start practice sport and get marrige ;) hh

To stop smoking you can buy things like nicotin gums, e-cigarette. only few things to stop smoking, but everything is only support to stop smoking. your willpower to stop smoking is the most important thing. i almost managed to stop smoking when i bought the cheapest cigarette what i could buy in germany (my country). it was so horrible taste that i finished for almost one week. but i started again and i´m unhappy about it. if you manage to stop smoking please never smoke a cigarette again

Each one has his own time to quit.  There’s nothing we can do, quit must born by themselves.

i would like to help my friend quit smoking ,,  i worry about his health, but he does not accept , he is  not ready yet.. he has no willpower. 

Many Americans have changed tobacco by Marijuana and cocaine… It is the biggest market in the world. That is why there are bunch of drug dealers in México.  

I think americans should work harder to avoid this adiction, as México has been working to combat drug dealing.

Cigarettes manufacturers , in order  to avoid  costly  Class-Action lawsuits  are not interested in the american market anymore.Smoking in the US is banned in many places and  specific areas of the city. A package  of Marlboro  in Los Angeles  is about 6 dollars.Tobacco industries are strongly oriented to  market their brands  in Third  World  Countries . 

Hypnosis to quit smoking. it’s good idea, though. smoking is like addiciton. some people uses fake products such patch or electronic cigarette. some guys can go cold turkey but most of people would ween them off it.  that’s too bad.

willpower ? yep..it’s the most important in the distracting surrounding.

shhh… keep it under wraps : )

OOOH wow!

I learn someting new today, thank you!

Wrap up!   =D

“End of discussion ; your words have closed the debate;

there’s nothing else to be said; you’re absolutely right! ”...

it means all of the above : )

What does wrap up means Snoopy?

that’s a wrap up! there…Mex Curious

: )

Well guys… 

“Who dies by his own decision, even death have a nice taste”

I hate smoking. I can’t even stand sitting besides someone who has just smoked. Quitting smoking is certainly tough, but not impossible. I know someone who quitted smoking when his wife gave birth to their first child. He used to eat chocolate each time he wanted to smoke (he’s  not fat at all

I think replacing the cigarette by anything that can keep you busy and help you not to think about it (like talking to a freind, practicing sport, or simply drinking a glass of water …) can be helpful.

and as for everything else in life, the beginning is always the most difficult, but as time passes, you will notice that things are going better for you: you will breath well, caugh less, spend more time with your beloved-ones, save money…) Be attentive to those positive changes, that will help you keep going and hopefully free you from being a slave to the cigarette.

good luck to all the smokers who want to quit

Frankly speaking, I smoke sometimes, but not that much like my friends, You know when I go outside and surround  by friends I will smoke a cigarret just to show a respect to them, that’s all… I found out that  don’t like it taste and it’s quite smelly but some of friends really bad, they say ” If you don’t smoke , you should have worn a skirt ”  hhhhhheehe That words pretty tough right? TThey quite mean too me, But I am so glad that it is not my habit or I personally buy it, Some times I think it’s alright.

Personally，i hate somking。i can‘t understand why people like cigarette，it smell suck and not taste good at all。 if you are always smoke，it must cost a lot of money。it is a stupid deal。

The boy  who smoked   : )

I tried smoking on many occasions, in the hope maybe I could trigger an addiction, as odd as it might sound, but it’s true. I thought smoking was “cool”, and I wanted to be like my other classmates who smoked, because they were popular at school and the girls liked them. Well, I was very young I didn’t know any better. So one day I went and bought me a pack of cigarettes, got onto the roof of my house and smoked me 4 of those little guys. I found it easy to do, so natural, it’s like I had another sense just for smoking, like I was a born-smoker; no coughing, no runny eyes, I just kept blowing clouds of fume. However that sought-after enjoyment didn’t come. The whole experiment seemed meaningless to me. I kept the rest of the pack, and stopped for that day, thinking it might take more than just one trial to enjoy it. That first-time experiment was plain numb to me, the only thing I got out of it was a reeked breath. I blew into my cupped hands and the smell stung my eyes to water. Lucky, I had some “tic tac” handy, I chewed a few to dampen that fart inside my mouth. Every gulp of saliva I took, tasted as if someone had rung a wet-dirty sock down my throat.

Well, I’m not the type to give up that easily. I wanted to smoke and feel good about it with no regrets afterwards; I wanted to get used to that foul after-taste too. So I figured, I’d give it another go if I ever feel stressed out. I’ve heard smoking could calm one’s nerves ;that sounded inviting enough to me. And that day came when I felt down and overwhelmed with worries, so I climbed back onto the roof to allow the nicotine work its magical therapy on me. One, puff, puff gone! Another one puff, puff goner, and then a third one I smoked until the very last ashes.” That stupid thing isn’t working” I growled. If anything, I felt worse off than before. On top of other worries, my mouth stunk like skunk urine. That bad experiment wasn’t bad enough to compel me to trash the pack, I kept the rest. Next plan was to smoke somewhere I could be seen, not by my guardian of course, I didn’t want a lecture or worse, a nice old spanking on my rear domes. Somewhere public, where I could draw attention to me and awe people “wow! This guy is smoking, how Cool is he!” , something like that you know.

So I took my smoking folly to school, I even bought a spare pack, in case some “cool” persons wanted to join in. I stood there in the school yard, one hand in pocket while I’m twirling a cigarette with the other, blowing fume like a hissing-hot kettle, yeah! The ultimate “badass” pose. Some kids took notice, and the admiration on their face was priceless, it showed, in my head and in words I interpreted it like so “Wow, this guy is so freaking awesome, I want to be him when I grow up!” (Ok, maybe a little too much…moving on). Teachers passed by they didn’t seem to bother my smoking, some other students went by some wide-eyed at me, some smiled, some rolled their eyes at me, but overall I was getting good feedbacks, so I kept smoking. But one girl, beautiful like a golden-framed Mona  Lisa’s younger sister , passed by, what a sight she was!, the highlight of my fondest dreams. But  if looks could kill!. I would have turned into a pile of ashes at that very instant she looked at me. Her looked didn’t kill, but it hurt me very badly. She sped up pass me, her face in disgust, fanning her pretty hands in disarray before her. She looked back like she pitied me. (She was beautiful, I wanted to ask her for her name, but my breath stunk of smelly socks, I felt bad), I plucked my cigarette, and felt horrible about myself.

But before you start to tear up and ask “ awww, and you never smoked one cigarette after that?”. That wasn’t the case, my ego wouldn’t let me. In fact, I resumed to smoking even more. I did so to tell myself, “come on, Snoopy, you’re a smoker, you’ll get prettier girls than her in your net soon, just keep acting cool, smoke on “. But her image in my head, every time I smoked keeps daunting me, I found myself smoking less and less and less, until my folly for smoking wears out totally.

I realized I was posing as someone I wasn’t , and I was fooling myself, I was forging an addiction in my life that wasn’t meant for me. I don’t look at smokers as leprous, no, I’ve been around smokers, I’ve had girlfriends that smoked, but I never feel tempted to try it anymore. One look of disgust that all it took me to begin quitting. My wake up call it was. So dear smoker, if you find joy in smoking and it’s helping  you in any whatever way, please knock yourself out. But to me “That stupid thing isn’t working ”

I hate cigarette,

In fact i can’t stand that smell its horrible,

How can someone can become addicted in someting so horrible?

Whatever, each person has their preferences but i think it should be hard quitting smoking when you are addicted to so many years.

Wish luck for all addicted…

I think it’s important to empower smokers, to make them remember that they’re not slaves to these little sticks of misery. It’s not about nicotine patches and gadgets, it’s about choosing to stop harming yourself and those around you. You control when you do and do not smoke, not the cigarettes. At any time, you can choose not to smoke.

Just like with any habit, you might need something to distract you for a while until you break it. But you can break it, if you want to.

First I hate smoke stink…I guess it is one of the addiction that I accept less! And my advice is…NEVER START SMOKING ;)