Time for a new me.

It’s been a bad habit of mine to smoke a cigarette when I’m stressed or feeling anything that makes me ticked off or anxious… before I left highschool I never really smoked cigs or weed or did any kind of drug, when I did go out and party I’d somehow always found myself with a cup of liquor or a bottle of beer in my hands, after joining the military I became close friends with cigarettes and liquor… ive been out of the service for about 2 1/2 years now and will occasionally take a swig from the bottle but still have the habit of always having a pack of Marlboro Reds with or on me… tonight is the night I finally rid myself of the same habit that is causing me the very same thing that I tried to avoid in the military, Death… and a very slow one at that. It’s time for me to free my lungs of the thing that has kept them subdued for so many years.