Venting My life consists of: Wax Pen + Cigarettes

[YSCeL]

There’s a rhythm to it. A hit of the pen for clarity, a drag of the cigarette for calm. Wax pens hit smooth and fast—like diving headfirst into warm water. The cigarettes are grounding, almost ceremonial. Together, they create this strange equilibrium that feels oddly perfect at 3 AM when the world is quiet and I can pretend I’ve got everything under control.

 

[Scatius Deletus]

 

[YSCeL]

What's that bro?

 

[YSCeL]

The worst part of it is that in live in LATAM, and almost all if not all the cartridges are fake ((

 

[Scatius Deletus]

What's that bro?

 

[Third Eye]

That's terrible.

 

[Darth Aries]

Just cigarettes for me