I know exactly what you mean about the zaps and feeling disconnected. did you get the thing where you could hear your eyeballs moving? I thought I was actually losing it but after looking it up it seems to be a common SSRI withdrawal thing. aside from the zaps and, y’know, stabbing myself, that was the most maddening part of it for me.

I still have prominent scars from the time SSRI withdrawal triggered psychosis and I went apeshit on myself with a knife. absolutely never again

this really threw me when I first visited new york. I come from a place where you don’t dare try that because you WILL get hit and the driver will likely get no consequences. seeing new yorkers just walk out into traffic without even looking was such a mindfuck

Car head rests, couches, waiting room chairs. This world was not built for tall people

must be regional I guess

are they? I just said “I didn’t know that that was how it is” out loud and both thats sound the same

when I was in college one of my old high school buddies who kinda fell off the deep end after graduation got really into magic. he would spend most of his pay every week on magic cards and would come to the college campus and hang out at the cafeteria to play magic with a few students. it was seriously disturbing to watch because he was always kind of an outcast and came from a VERY weird family and he got sucked in about as hard as any drug addict.

same. I first realized what he was when he had sex with a girl for the first time and then kept ranting about how disgusting and unattractive her body was. suddenly his vocal hatred of anything “gay” and constant homoerotic “jokes” made sense

🤔… would???

pissing all by yourself, handsome?

shit and fuck are the most versatile words

I’m a soy boy

bouncing on the bag for the bag then getting the bag and bouncing

improving the healthcare system is not even a topic of discussion this time around let alone something most people would see as abstract

buy lizard piss today, crisp and refreshing!!

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that guys living my dream

sounds about right. I don’t like acid personally but I dabble in shrooms once in a blue moon. last year I accidentally took a way stronger dose than I ever had and there was about an hour of feeling something like this,

panic attack with fatal tachycardia and hallucinations that encompass your fleeting existence

except I didn’t die of course and once the terror wore off I had a good time. the dose I took was high for me but for a real afficianado it was probably a small one.

death by too much LSD sounds like a uniquely awful way to go out

too fucking real