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| quote: | Originally posted by nchs09
how the fuck did that happen? |
I went to a party and got very intoxicated, and it was slipped into something else I had taken.
I started hallucinating and I couldn't understand why; I hadn't taken any hallucinogens that I knew of. I was panicking and asking for help, and finally one guy asked if I had been around one of the other dudes that was at the party, I told him yes, and he said "you're on acid, it will be ok". It wasn't as terrible after that, but nonetheless, it sucked horribly.
I felt weird for a week straight afterward, and even a few weeks later, I had flashbacks. I remember sitting in a Wendy's about 3 weeks later, and suddenly started massively losing it out of no where. I had to concentrate really hard to act normal.
To this day I do not remember how I got home. All I know is that the next morning, I was sprawled over my bed, fully clothed with my purse still on my shoulder. I remember right before I fell asleep that I had thought I had fallen into a pig sty, I could hear them oinking, but I felt safe because I thought the pigs were protecting me.
Talk about FUCKED up!
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