Day 2 of 365

So. On monday i asked my dad to bring me a pack of cigarettes. He brough me a pack...along with the first of 3 steps to a quit smoking reg.

At first i blew it off.

Then i realized...maybe i want to quit.
Ive been smoking since freshman year. I know. LAAAAAAAAAME. We all thought we were badass as 9th graders. So...as a chain smoking overweight crass badmouthing senior... i wish i could go back and kick my 9th grade self in the ass.

Its not that i dont WANT to quit.
Its easy.
Ive done it many times. (lol)
I just dont know if i should right now. As stupid as it sounds...im under a lot of stress. And a cigarette just helps.
Its not like i havent kicked bad habits before. While I am the queen of bad habits...idk if i want to keep this one forever.

I love my camel wides. To DEATH. But i dont want that to be litteral.

Someone of you might think "You know...ive heard all of these statistics about cigarettes and lung cancer....but i never hear shit about it in real life"

Well I dont need to see shit.

The thought of a hairy tounge and throat cancer scares the piss out of me.

I dont want to be talking out of a hole in my throat.

So i think...after Ive finished off this pack (because whats the use of throwing away good smokes) I MIGHT quit.

I guess Ill have to see where this takes me.