30/90 5/90 no cigarettes Without either, I have nothing to turn to when I am stressed. I am seeing just how badly my body needs something to lean on. I'm going to speak symbolically for a moment: I think that there is a demon inside of me that I have kept alive through my vices. Right now, as I starve it out, it wants to tempt me back into my vices. If all of us had perfect hearts, imagine what the world would be. Instead, our hearts are wrought with pain, the place in which demons can play. In catastrophe they show their face, only just enough to make you doubt. Get upon your knees and pray to get out of the Devil's game.