I just realized it has to be a darn demon troubling my spirit, telling me I need a smoke. You take all my money, waste my time thinking of you and your bad for my health. I don't understand who wants to give that smelly demon anytime. I gonna prohibit you from entering my apartment. Do not enter, only good things allowed here. I guess I am saying GOOD BYE to you terrible, controlling habit. I am sure that I can find friends who will support me not to smoke. I know that I am not alone to fight this fight of being smoke free.
