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Arghh - where ...
oh where are the dreams where Colin Farrell is giving me a massage while feeding me chocolate covered strawberries?
Instead, I get drowning and smoking dreams. Last night was another one where I started smoking again. It felt so real. I could taste it, smell it. And, then I had all of the guilt afterwards. I was with some guy - either a boyfriend or a boss (possibly both) and he was smoking and I just couldn't resist.
I woke up and really thought I had slipped up and started smoking again. It took me a while to shake it off and realize it was really just a dream. It just pisses me off that almost 2 years after I quit, I'm having these cravings again. Part of me wants to just go buy a pack and have one. Maybe I could just smoke a little bit ... Warped thinking, I know, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to fight this off for much longer.
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