All my life I wanted to quit smoking, but the thought usually was being smoked away. I tried to quit before, and actually did so at one point in life, which of course I am going to share with you later. I hate the fact that I am a slave despite me ruling the thought out. I hate many things about it, and my poor little mind always labeled smoking with big red hearts and butterflies.
I am going to tackle all my smoking life and share everything on my mind related to it in here. This is going to be a diary on my battle to a healthier life.
Will I succeed?
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