Your cigarettes crowd my air.
It sickens the oxygen the flowers breathe.
It haunts the fabric of my clothes.
It leaves the depression of your reminder… 91 more words
Tags » All Or Nothing
So I’m a very all-or-nothing thinker. Black-and-white; amazing or terrible; sinner or saint; that kinda thing. I’ve written about it before. But I think it’s worth reminding myself of it, and continuing to think about it, because it’s a pattern of thinking that gets to me very often, and when I stop it in its tracks I’m usually able to prevent a destructive behaviour, or the continuation of a destructive behaviour that’s already begun. 811 more words