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farewell, marlboro man

By Dilionn

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sitting here twitching chomping on orange flavored but not masked cigarette-butt gum hands like puppies roaming over everything desperate for ACTION maybe just cut my own eyes out with a plastic knife cough up lung butter damn it why can't I breathe? isn't this allegedly... good for me? I think I can stay sane don't think about it, just keep BEATING my HEAD into the KEYS nmj hbgnbm hynygj,kjk, gbfkçrtbgtr jmhhhyuikj,ikujtgnbfbfchghnj   ,lnhjb nbnbhji7u7ujyktmu89o0p-6mOK I'm trying to quit smoking. I am in the teeth of the worst part...where body, mind, and whatever controls daily habits are losing it completely all at the same time. I'm irritable, I'm not rational, I am losing it. I have to remind myself that it's worth it. Note...the gibberish at the end is the result of actually beating my head on my keyboard, so please don't tell me about the typos or anything like that ;) Written February 18th, 2002 © on Feb 17 2002 05:02 PM PST   18 • 0 • 1

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