Cigarettes, Cigarettes

...wear the heart down, cigarettes. Sigh(/cough).

Death has never looked so glamorous. (except that time the grim reaper wore a YSL designed cloak).

The superb singer, Feist, puffs and scratches. Great photograph.

Jamie T sucks on a fag.

Kate Moss and Pete Doherty. (How not to accessorise your Vivienne Westwood scarf...).

Ryan Phillippe, I'd forgive him anything, even an ash-tray tongue.

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