Today I found myself forced to do one of the hardest things I’ve ever done in my entire life. It cut me to the quick and left me shaking.
I climbed in the car with no lighter, no cigarette to light. Then I drove past the convenience store, struggling against the urge to stop. Why you ask? Because I smoked my last ciggie this morning :pimpn:
Ohhhhhhhh I miss my friend! :memememe: :memememe: :memememe:
Never mind that I can’t smoke at work so I couldn’t even finish the first ciggie I smoked on the way home yesterday. I miss my friend. Never mind that I have my little while homeopathic smoking withdrawl relief pills here. I miss my friend. :crazy: Never mind that Steph’s probably outside right now, enjoying her nicotine fix and I’d mug her for just one drag off that cigarette. Or that Starbucks screwed up my order and I can barely drink my freakin’ latte!!!!!!!
*wipes brow* Where was I? Gimme the smokes and nobody’ll get hurt. :uzi: