I quit smoking. Again. I know, I know, but it is still better to give up once again, than not to.
That’s it, I am done. Done, done, done. I swear it's over. Cross my heart, hope to die. It is not a lie.
Universe, just strike me down dead, if I don't comply. Do it I say! Do it, teach me okay! It is what I deserve for being so unrelentingly perverse.
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