OK...it has been five months and five days since my last smoke. I have someone I love dearly just being handed his ass right now, and I found myself looking at my nightstand, looking for my cigarettes. As I looked, I found my stomach dropping out and realizing that I don't smoke anymore, and that thought was kind of frustrating. *Deep breath* Moving on, now.
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 now how can you ignore a dancing pink elephant?
 and how i so wish it would rain here.
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