Sometimes you decide to quit smoking and last several days and throw numerous temper tantrums that rival even the most misbehaven spoiled fucking toddler’s because “oh God, NOBODY understands me and what I’m going through and I want to stab that lady right there in the face for no reason and oh forget it I’ll just break down and have a sobbing fit in my car and stop traffic and what the fuck are YOU looking at? What do you mean why am I holding an axe oh forget it I’ll just hurl myself over this bridge.”
Then you have a cigarette and it feels like you’ve just snorted unicorn semen and everything is AWESOME for approximately eleven seconds and then you get mad at yourself for smoking and have to do the whole fucking thing over again.
Edit: it was the cat. carry on.