i had my last smoke sometime sunday evening...
lastnight i cried myself to sleep. i kept waking up over and over again. couldn't get comfy. couldn't stay still...it's a wonder joe slept at all...
i woke up this morning, feeling better...craving a little but not as badly as yesterday. i even tried to puff on a old cigar that i had and it was doing nothing. ya know to kinda help ease the cravings, that was yesterday...
we'll see how long this lasts. i think joe was gonna breakdown and let me buy a pack lastnight because i couldn't sleep.i just kept crying. finally i exhuasted myself out.
he asked me about sleeping pills. but after that whole ordeal when Hephaestus and I split up, I don't like to keep em in the house or around me at all.
those damn commercials against smoking come on tv and they make me want a cigarette SO DAMN BADLY. and i can smell the smoke from the other people living in the building and i just wanna cry s'more because i want it so badly.
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