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Addictions, Sex & Cigarettes 🚬🔥💋

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  • Freda Bunny
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    Bukki was nervous. She and Khundi had just shared an intimate moment, and now they were lying side by side in bed. The room was quiet, except for the sound of their breathing.

    She turned to him and said softly,

    “Khundi… I went to the hospital today. The doctor said I have genital herpes.”

    Khundi shot up from the bed.

    “You mean… I actually got genital herpes from that girl?”

    Bukki froze.

    “What girl?”

    Khundi’s eyes darted away. “Sorry— I meant nothing. I was just… thinking too fast.”

    Bukki’s voice trembled.

    “I gave myself to you. I committed to this relationship despite what everyone else said about you. I wanted to believe you could change.”

    Khundi took a long drag from his cigarette, eyes fixed on her. Smoke curled between them.

    “I guess I just wasted my time,” she said, her voice breaking. “Not only have you refused to change, you’ve picked up a new habit—smoking.”

    “I know life is hard and you’re stressed,” she continued, tears welling, “but all I asked was for you to be faithful. And to make it worse, you’ve developed lung disease and you still won’t stop!”

    “Why can’t you just accept me the way I am?” Khundi barked.

    Bukki’s eyes were swollen with tears. Her voice was barely a whisper.

    “I can’t do this anymore.”

    He pulled her into his arms. “I can’t live without you, Bukki. I’m addicted to you.”

    She sniffled, stepping back. “That’s the problem—this is too toxic.”

    The door slammed shut behind her.

    One thing about life — stress will always find you.

    And people will always find ways to relieve it.

    For some, it’s sex.

    For others, it’s cigarettes.

    Both can be comforting.

    Both can be abused.

    Sex is not a trend.

    It’s not just a random activity you do with multiple partners because it’s “cool.”

    It’s an intimate act, meant to be shared and enjoyed with someone special.

    When it turns into a revolving door of people, it loses its meaning — and brings real risks, from STDs to emotional emptiness.

    Cigarettes?

    They were never meant to be a lifestyle.

    Maybe once upon a time they were for cold weather comfort, but now the pack literally warns you: “Smoking kills.”

    It’s written right there, but people still ignore it.

    The truth?

    Everything in life has limits.

    The moment you stop respecting them is the moment something harmless turns into something that can destroy you.

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