God and Cigarettes

Judeo-Abrahamic God is real and he wants me to stop smoking. He ended my relationship and gave me the strength necessary to resist my urges. When I went the other way, he punished me justly. My heart is a series of microscopic nuclear explosions, matter and antimatter in the span of a breath. We are all very special universes within ourselves are we not?
Eyeballs rolling back and forth, soon, very soon, we're going to hit jackpot. You'll see. Or you won't. Eyeballs don't last long when you're gambling.

There's something to be said about the validity of game theory. That would be that it's shit and I don't agree with it.
You fucking poser. You don't even know what to write. THERE'S NO USE WRITING JUST FOR THE SAKE OF WRITING, WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS MUTIPLE TIMES

Something bad always happens when I smoke a cigarette.

No more of that shit.

They say this and they say that, how can I be sure of what is what. I would cut their tongues out if they didn't talk out of their asses.