Bound feet.

Yes, with cigarettes, you're expected to light 'em, enjoy & throw them out once you're done.

But you can't set me on fire and stub me out just like that. My ends are crumpled but hey, I'm still standing.

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I'm just amused. I've gotta start treating myself better than this.

That said, I'm gonna be missing a deadline for work tomorrow. Just realised this. Thanks for the very late reminder. I can't churn out something presentable by 8am tomorrow. This is bad bad bad for my rep.

Late nights are making me very hungry. Hence the extra weight. I hate this. My fingers can only go so far (as with my self-control).