A few weeks back, I was contemplating to breaking the law just to make a few extra bucks. A friend of mine hit me back with reality, so nothing actually went down.
But the fact still remains valid, I is so so broke. Might sell off one of my kidneys. Problem is, I don't know how to. My laziness to find out is probably the reason why my left renal artery still has a function.
Amidst my broke-ness, I bought a box of cigarettes a couple of weeks back. Big mistake. A week later, I bought another one. Life has been stressful lately, and no soul in sight to pour my words. I bought another stick yesterday, Dun-hill, smoked it from my balcony.
I have to stop. This is not me. It's not that I don't smoke. I don't mind smoking, but I don't want this to become a habit. Once it becomes a habit, it defines me. Like if someone were to ask, hey who's he? And someone else goes like, ''Oh, you know, he's a smoker.'' -ish something like that. Nope nope nope.
Gotta lay off all these tobacco for a few weeks to get it out.
Yaohh :D
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