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Dumb things to do when paranoid.

Psychs of any sort make me paranoid as hell.

In Uni I once drove my roomie + his gf to a retaurant & back while shrooming, only cos I was too afraid he'd find out I was high & tell the campus cops. Never drove on shrooms before or after; I was getting lost a block away and couldn't even talk straight.

I tend to believe being high enhances all things in life, but if I'm in a store I'm not familiar with, chances are I'll walk around hella lost/confused, then start freaking out about looking like a shoplifter/high and bail without what I came for (and I only go shopping when I really need something).

I've heard hilarious stories from ex-tweaker friends, but they never made sense to me .. Amphetamines just make me feel Type A / manic as hell, not a hint of paranoia .. Maybe cos I never did street meth?
 
never stay awake too long, co shit gets too real that u imagine. meth/amphet psychosis stories sound funny, but @ the time its vividly 'real' and terrifying
not to mention seein things that arent there isnt too great..u jst end up freaking out n then u think more, and more and it turns into a massive ridiculous storyline..
just be careful stayen awake that long BL'ers - you really do start to lose it
 
a friend of mine flushed 1/4 oz of headies, his cell phone, and like $100 down the tiolet while tripping on belladonna. Apparently he was positive there was someone stuck in the toilet and he was just trying to help the guy out.

I remember doing like a gram and a half of decent coke in 2-3 hours and getting super geeked out. I was positive that there were cameras everywhere in my house, and that my mom was trying to secretly get me to do that intervention show. So i ran around the house with a fireplace poker (for getting the bad guys) and a flash light (for finding the coke i was positive i dropped) screaming for "everyone to just come out already, i know you're there". Luckily i was home alone.

reading this thread reminds me why i hate stimulants.
 
dankstersauce said:
a friend of mine flushed 1/4 oz of headies, his cell phone, and like $100 down the tiolet while tripping on belladonna. Apparently he was positive there was someone stuck in the toilet and he was just trying to help the guy out.


reading this thread reminds me why i hate stimulants.
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hahahahaha thats great.!
 
Haha. I also love these threads.

A buddy of mine while on Datura picked up his jacket and walked into his mom's room and started crying while stroking the jacket and saying "Mom, the cat's dead, the cat's dead!". Hahahahaha....

The worst think I've done was drive about 20km/h after smoking a joint tripping my ass off in a 60km/h zone with cops behind me. You know how intense everything gets after you smoke and especially when you start freaking out, stuff that's normally not that bad gets ultra worse? I dunno how they never pulled me over, they eventually went around after following me for what seemed like an eternity. To my credit it was a busy street and they might have though I was looking for parking to the club.
 
One time a while ago me and some mates took acid in the morning however one of my mates lost his mind badly, we left the park and went to a friends house as his parents were in the process of building a new house next door and it was empty at the time so we found it a good place to chill.

After messing around for abit we had some bongs to intensify the trip more. A mate rememebred we had more tabs in the car so i went to my car and we ate another one each. At this point we were tripping balls hardd, and the mate that lost his head earlier must of thought inside was outside on a tree so he went to the toilet. When my friend realised what happened down stairs he freaked out. Shortly after this his dad came from next door and was saying that nobody should be in that house so i walked off in my own direction.

Alone with my thoughts i started thinking up a massive story that his dad saw what happened inside and saw my mate who was completely out of it and that something had fallen over in the house and that the whole house lit up on fire and then the story kept esculating from their into a massive one month journey of events.

I got a call from a mate asking which direction i had gone and that everythign was allright. Apparently once his dad came nothing happened and he saw nothing so i was relieved after thinking police and everything would be involved
 
A buddy of mine while on Datura picked up his jacket and walked into his mom's room and started crying while stroking the jacket and saying "Mom, the cat's dead, the cat's dead!".
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LOL
man datura is the worst shit in the world


first time on acid at a halloween party (more like 6 dudes just chillin).

one random guy (we're all about 17 and 18 years old) i had never met before goes up to my best friend and says...
"dude i gotta hookah!"

my best friend thought it was awesome
"DUDE LETS GO GET YOUR HOOKAH!!!"

me however, i was freaking the fuck out...so i went up to my best friend and said
"ryan, dude no...."
"but dude! HE HAS A HOOKAH!! LETS GO GET THE HOOKAH!!!"
"man dude i thought u were better than that..."
"dude its a hookah!!!"
"no man...."

man for about three hours i thought they were saying "hooker"....
 
my old boyfriend was on acid for the first time, getting ready to leave to go to a club.
we're about to leave & he looks in the mirror & gasps, then screams!
he grabs me over and says "LOOK AT THIS HOLE IN MY THROAT"
im asking him what the hell he is talking about, and he replies with "i've got a massive hole in my throat i can see it omg i feel myself breathing out of it" and tries to shove his fingers in it, then mine!
he was convinced he was going to die because he was 'breathing' out of it
i eventually calmed him down but it was so funny at the time
 
hexxx said:
Haha. I also love these threads.

A buddy of mine while on Datura picked up his jacket and walked into his mom's room and started crying while stroking the jacket and saying "Mom, the cat's dead, the cat's dead!". Hahahahaha....
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LMAO
that brightened up my "Suicide Saturday" hahahahahh
thank you! hahahaha
 
my buddy ate an eighth of cyanesens mushies while at my house. i didnt want to fry so i decided to be a trip sitter for the night. about two hours later i couldnt find him anywhere. i went into the bath room which was completely dark, and he was in there with his pants down on the toilet crying.
 
one time after staying up all night on pills me and my mate and his bro decided to skip college and headed over to his house (which is free during the day cos his mum works as a gardener) for a mashup. ate some shrooms and started brewing some up in a tea on the stove, and did some k, about half an hour later it started raining really heavily, like a thunderstorm. me and the other guys started freaking out thinking that his mum would come home
from work cos of the rain, so we started rushing about the house tidying and clearing away the 'evidence'.

poured the shroom tea down the toilet and flushed but the shrooms floated to the top and would NOT flush. bear in mind all three of us were severely k'd up and wonky, and twisted from the shrooms (and sleep deprived and tweaked from the pills) all standing around a toilet fiddling with these floating shrooms. ended up knocking a gram of k on the floor and hoovering it up (only pausing to feel how light the hoover was... ahah damn k). then we all went into seperate beds and pretended to be asleep. we were gonna tell his mum that we all got food poisoning from the night before and were bed-bound.

about an hour later we all realised what fucking morons we were being, and watched the entire lord of the rings trilogy. good times.
 
ohh i just remembered a good one! :)

OK so it was a few years back and i was at a party under this bridge next to some train tracks.
It was about 30-50 of us there and all of us were messed up. Some coked out, some stoned out of their minds, and some piss drunk (i was piss drunk hahah), so needless to say it was a fun party!

After a while the host of the party who i was close friends with came up to me coked out of his mind. He was complaining about something and then looked us straight in the eye and told us he thought he was dying. We got pretty scared and were about to take him to the hospital when he snapped out of it and went naw I'm fine. We nearly kicked his ass then and there! hahaha (if something were to go wrong though we would have immediately taken him to the ER)

At that same party a girl came up and started talking with me. I cant remember what we were talking about at all but suddenly a train went by and i look back and shes freaking out!!!
We asked her whats wrong and all she could do was cry. We were a bit worried but about 10 minutes later she realized she was fine and came back to reality!

LAST STORY:

so after mingling with the people at the party and drinking about a half of a JD bottle i was pretty drunk. I didn't know at the time that even though it was an illegal party, the security guard who worked for whoever owned the property was OK with us being there. The security guard came back to tell us to shush and i thought it was the police so i booked it!
I was piss drunk running through the parking lot not knowing where to go with an opened half bottle of jack daniels in my hand! My friends came running after me (just a bit tipsy) and tried to calm me down because they knew it wasn't the police and i wasn't in any bit of danger. I of course wouldn't back down and starting screaming "I NEED A FUCKING BOTTLE CAP AND I NEED IT NOW" My friend said OK ill go run and get you a bottle cap just stay there. I of course in my drunken state decided to run off to who knows where. I ran and was found in the bathroom of a guitar shop where i ditched the bottle and ran back to the mall. My friends still give me shit about it but i can actually laugh at it now ahahah :P
i guess whoever looked in the trash of that guitar shop is a pretty lucky person and found half a bottle of Jack Daniels!
 
wow all these are hilarious..


romanticnihilist said:
hahaha jesus I thought I was bad. Thats intense. Okay so hears another I was at my grandmothers house bored out of my fucking mind so I decided to snort some focalin. My grandma comes home with the entire extended family and I had managed to get this shit all over my shirt. (I bad with powder) I hear the door open and need a reason to explain this, but I'm scatter brained as all hell, so I run to the closet and take out four boxes of powdered doughnuts and dump them on me and lie on the floor. When they came in i was like, shit there was an earthquake and the donuts got me! They assumed I was just being a dick.
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best. lmao
 
romanticnihilist said:
hahaha jesus i thought i was bad. Thats intense. Okay so hears another i was at my grandmothers house bored out of my fucking mind so i decided to snort some focalin. My grandma comes home with the entire extended family and i had managed to get this shit all over my shirt. (i bad with powder) i hear the door open and need a reason to explain this, but i'm scatter brained as all hell, so i run to the closet and take out four boxes of powdered doughnuts and dump them on me and lie on the floor. When they came in i was like, shit there was an earthquake and the donuts got me! They assumed i was just being a dick.
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=d=d=d8)
 
On datura,atropa belladona and nutmeg i was runing away from all those phantom peoples for two days straight.I am not normaly paranoid but my stupid fucktardet uncle beated my twice that thay becose he stop using many sedative medications cold turkey.I walked total 50-60km... at the end police helicopter with termocamera chased me.All my family chased my,police... everyone! On the beach,in the forest... they chased my everywhere,i was unable to hide :D When i finaly gave up and walked to them to have a talk they all started to disapear,like smoke.Scary as fuck,all the time i was thinking that i am sober.
 
I was livin' out in the country with my father; I would make 60 mile round trip bike rides to score big rocks.

I would ride around the country side stopping every now and then to do blasts. At times I was convinced the sheriffs were positioned behind pine trees, and only pine trees, along side the road, ready to jump out and closeline poor me. So.......as you might guess, a good 20 yards before I would reach a pine tree where the pigs were stationed I pull a "stand up" wheelie, ready to propel myself and mountain bike into the sheriffs, thus avoiding the closeline and then speed off to do more blasts.
 
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