I am wishing you luck
For whatever you do
For wherever you live
Yes, I am saying it
From the depths of my heart
You might wonder
How is it possible
But let me tell you
That it is surely possible
To wish you luck
To let you move on
On the path you have chosen for yourself
This will allow me time
To think of myself too
And I might make my own way
On that day you will return
To wish me luck
In the same way
That I am wishing you luck
On this day
In this moment
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Kiran Yasmin
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts6 days ago in Longevity
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