yes, i’m aware that dropping my cigarette butt on the ground constitutes littering. how horrible of me not to run into traffic with my stroller in order to retrieve it.
you know what else is pollution? noise. like the kind that just came out of your mouth. like you squawking about the environment.
seriously? you wanna get in an environment-off?
where do you think the peroxide from your obvious frequent hair dying goes? or how about how many animals were killed to make your jacket, boots and bag? or the makeup you’re wearing – how many bunnies were imprisoned for the purposes of testing on them, therefore affecting their normal homes – just so you could look pretty.
yes i threw my smoke on the ground, but only so i could rush through an intersection, in a hurry to buy a small container of whole milk which i will not recycle and most of which will probably go down the drain/on the floor. after that, i must hasten to clean up my entire house using baby wipes and cleaning products housed in aerosol cans.
fuck, it was one fucking cigarette. mellow the fuck out.
