God, I want a cigarette (*inserts "really bad"*). And I don't really need it, but I want that damned cig. It's weird how I (and mostly everyone in the world) want things that I don't need (including bad things) and I need things that I don't want (things which I don't like or things which simply don't catch my interest). And if I stop and think for a minute, it's not weird and we can all blame it on human nature. We all know we should choose what's best for us (a.k.a. what we need), but there's always that little voice in the back of your head, that devilish voice, that tells you with an unusually malicious and benevolent voice that's it's going to be alright...

Pick me. Choose me. Use ME.

...and then, when doubt appears...

It's going to be alright.

And then you realize you chose wrong and you mentally whack yourself. Yep, human nature.

And all this philosophical speech from one cig. >.>

But I still want one. :D