It's day 10 of my 10th quitting attempt. Discomfort is my new best friend. I wear it round my neck like this season's latest accessory. In the morning, late at night, there is a dull ache behind my ribs, as though someone has broken my heart. Having realized that 80% of quitting attempts (and 100% of my own) have been foiled by alcohol consumption
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I have my profile set to friends only :p I'LL have to add YOU.
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David
ps - I left a comment!
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xoxoxoxo
Davy Gravy, you rock my world SO FUCKIN' HARD!
*ahem*
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