So I’m officially quitting smoking, fuck it will be hard cause of my friend/roommate or soon to be roommate won’t quit. SO… I have to quit while this asshole smokes in front of me. We will see how this goes. -_-
I feel as if I am going down a one way road to become the same thing I have been striving much of my early life not to be… Almost as If there is a driver and a passenger in my head.. The passenger is my old self, trying to take back control of the wheel… Except there is a problem, the driver is untouchable and wont be moved.. I need to some how find a balance between the two. I need Balance.