If there is one thing that keeps me going, it's knowing that I can't breathe if I smoke. That's why I simply must quit. That's why no matter how bad it gets I I know that I cannot start smoking again. I don't know what I will do when I can't hang on any longer. I don't know what options will be open to me. I know that if I choose smoking, I have chosen a terrible way to die and one certain to occur in the very near future.
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