always were

You’re welcome.

I quit after over 20 years. It was really, really hard. I still crave them. Won’t start again, just because quitting was so incredibly difficult. But, yeah. I, uh, think about it… Both sides of it.

Be aware, I cherry picked the information you had asked for from a much larger work. Just “Chapter 3 - The health effects of active smoking” has 37 sections. Everyone but the one I linked above has a list of negative effects. Have a look at the rest of it, too.

Chapter 3 Index: https://www.tobaccoinaustralia.org.au/chapter-3-health-effects

Don’t just confirm your biases. Look at the whole picture.

Wish you the best.

https://www.tobaccoinaustralia.org.au/chapter-3-health-effects/3-28-health-benefits-of-smoking-

There’s reason to believe there are specific benefits from smoking tobacco. It’s just that they are pretty much always outweighed by the negative effects of smoking in the long term.

meh. modern kids have phones. they weren’t outside cell coverage. probably deserved it

Either that or you’re right with a galosh.

to add to what others have said: nitrogen is also stolen from lower leaves to fund new leaves. you can mildly supplement nitrogen to help offset this. very dilute fertilizer. a pinch of mild granular in a couple cups of water. anything like that. just don’t overdo it. plants don’t like sudden change. too much of anything is more than likely going to make them unhappy.

Compost them first then you can eat the rich while also being vegan = Billions and billions of carbons.

Trying to find the tiny “show more results” button sandwiched between the first page of shit results and the weird AI bubbles of shit results just to find semi-decent shit on pages 2-3 makes me wish i was dead every single time.

The dead walk. Zombies have arrived. They are us.

Rich people don’t want to sell their stocks yet. So we all can’t act like adults and admit everything is fucked or their fake assets will start to lose value before they’ve convinced you to become so invested in the charade that you’re willing to buy them.

Georgian COBOL on a Babbage engine powered by a water wheel from a now defunct diversion of the Hudson being bandied around like it’s the latest fucking macOS. The decals are clearly peeling, but the world’s on fire and everyone has stock they don’t want to sell yet, so we’re riding this ship to bedrock and that’s final, mister.

The dead walk. Zombies have arrived. They are us.

Cherish the richness of the experience. Don’t try to get over it. Hold every little detail tightly in your heart. The pain, the love, the loss, the ecstasy. All of it. Soon enough we’ll all be nothing at all.
It only hurts because it was worth it. Don’t let yourself forget a single thing.

(and the tighter you try to hold it, the faster the sharp edges will wear away because nothing at all is ever even slightly fair.)

The world is three miles of bad road
Walking down the street
Will I never meet her?
She’s a real woman-child
Oh, my kiss breath turpentine

… I am smitten…