CAMP FLOG GNAW, 1999

Samuel was your boyfriend. He had a pretty bad smoking problem, which was weird because he had asthma. He probably got pressured into it by his band members... But he would tell you that he quit even though you knew that he didn't.

Every night at his cabin he would smoke whenever he couldn't sleep for at least an hour and a half. Whenever he got back he would brush his teeth to hide the taste of the cigarettes. But everything he would kiss you, you could very much taste it and you could smell it. You just didn't know where he would smoke because you never saw a pack or a cigarette in his cabin because he would flick it out of his cabin.

Tonight was the same thing for Samuel, leaning out of his cabin window and smoking while he stared at the thick forest surrounding the camp.

For you, you were in your cabin, talking to your cabinmates because none of you guys could fall asleep.