Slave to the cigarette

My typing may suck, but that title is no mistake. When I first started smoking regularly I never thought that quitting would be THIS difficult! I’m up to a pack every two days, and when you add up all the money I could’ve saved at the end of the year, it’s terrible. I feel like Alice lost in Wonderland with a ball and chain attached to a giant cig king who’s killing me softly with a infinite playlist of country music injected straight into the dome… Having a few chronic bowls and a cigarette before I go to bed. Night dudes