Yeah I am going down that road again. Monday it has to stop for real this time though.
Ya know, I wish I didnt smoke, I wish I didnt drink. But I do and have pretty much always, wtf? It dont matter anymore.
It messes me up, turns days into weeks. Still have a lot of stuff to do. I don't even enjoy it half the time I get angry and smash stuff.
I rarely get out of hand weekdays, and occasionally Im like why the fuck am I smokin this shit. But Im not angry or smash shit. I just regret more than anything.
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