So I had the last cigarette of my pack this morning and then drank in excess with my boss tonight at work. The weathers really shitty tonight so I can't really go out, i.e. get my nicotine fix in the process, so all I was left to do was just pick a fight with my mom over my sister and how she has endless freedom and I don't have enough.
I never pick fights. I just fucking begged for one. That was ridiculous. I was yelling at her for nothing. It's almost comical because I'm not naturally a very confrontational person but take away my nicotine and I'll fucking bite your head off.
I should quit.
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"One girl's emotional coming of age tale, reminiscent of "The Diary of Anne Frank" about her struggle to get fucked up and laid"- Patchwork
3 comments:
quit what specifically.... cigs or fights,lol.
Pssst.... buy a pack of your brand and keep them in the freezer for emergency use. They stay fresh for up to a year. No more problems. See? Uncle Cunning to the rescue again! I know, I know. I'm totally awesome. *smug look*
really? wow. But I would know it was there and then I'd have an "emergency" once a day. I missed jeopardy! *lights up* Goddamn digital cable's out again! *sprints to freezer*
ya know?
You have ZERO willpower, and THAT m'dear, is what I like best about you,lol.
Try 2 packs. When one is gone, then re-supply.
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