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this story starts last night, we were all staying at a friends house which is far out in the sticks because we were gonna watch the england match at a pub close to his place, and after the match we went back to bros house. i was pretty drunk. i havent drank heavily in a while and the cider/pints hit me hard, so it probably wasnt a good idea for me to hop in the rotation when one of my boys rolled us a joint to smoke.
i barely ever smoke weed so i was down, and i stayed in the rotation until the very end. big mistake. i immediately regretted getting crossfaded and i went downstairs to sit on a sofa which i felt like i was being pulled into, the plug must've laced that shit with fent i swear to god.
this is where it gets aspie.
after i was tweaking for a while one of my other boys, who was also tweaking, ran outside and so we had to go looking for him around the outside of the house and on those shitty country roads. but for some fucking reason i got the idea in my head that these niggas were planning to kill me out there. one of my friends was asking me to wallk down the road with him the find our friend who left, i said yeah but as we were walking towards the pitch black road i looked at him and said "nah im good" and ran back to the front of the house.
i deadass thought him and the other guy were gonna clobber me then try hide the body.
even after they found him and we were walking back to the house and i was trailing behind them contemplating the fact that my life was over.
and i literally swear these nigs were talking in the most suspicious way possible, i went upstairs and i was eavesdropping on what they were saying and everything they were saying was normal but they had the tone of mfs who are planning to kill a brotha.
plus all of them are white, it literally felt like Get Out but in real life.
then the MOST suspicious shit ever happens, we were outside again for some reason, and the guy whos house we're staying at, slips and fucks up his knee badly. first of all dis nigga fell so slowly theres literally no way you're so unathletic you cant AT LEAST brace for the fall. and this was used as a reason for us to head back inside, as if it was an event or prompt they rehearsed, and the night was basically over. it gets more sinister tho.
he asked who wants to sleep where, and someone mentioned i could sleep in the main house in a spare room but after hearing this dood froze and fumbled to come up with some cope excuse about him not wanting me to potentially throw up in the house, and that instead i should sleep in the outhouse/garden room where the rest of the boys were all sleeping.
in my mind, at this point its over. they're intentionally isolating me in the outhouse so that they can kill me in a controlled environment. when we went to the outhouse i immediately went upstairs (yes its two floors, its literally like another mini house, dood is rich asf) and layed in my designated bed. i was deadarse texting my mum telling her i want to go home and i was trying to book ubers, but since this fuck lives in the middle of nowhere there were none available. i literally wanted to go back home and hug her thats how real it was to me.
i was finito, in my mind i was going to fall asleep and not wake up the next day.
i then proceeded to fall asleep and wake up the next day.
and the moment i woke up i realised i was fine and the weed just turned me into a paranoid, schizo retard.
its weird bc that was my first time ever getting paranoia from bud, ive only smoked a handful of times but when im high i literally cant stop laughing, but last night the shit we smoked must've been evil or smth.
so yeah, i smoked some ganja, lost my fucking mind and thought my close friends, of almost 10 years now, were going to murder me in cold blood then unceremoniously dispatch of my body in some random wheat field.
tagging those that dont care:
@Wuzzdio @Sub5kang @cobicado901 @Mogs Me @Revan
i barely ever smoke weed so i was down, and i stayed in the rotation until the very end. big mistake. i immediately regretted getting crossfaded and i went downstairs to sit on a sofa which i felt like i was being pulled into, the plug must've laced that shit with fent i swear to god.
this is where it gets aspie.
after i was tweaking for a while one of my other boys, who was also tweaking, ran outside and so we had to go looking for him around the outside of the house and on those shitty country roads. but for some fucking reason i got the idea in my head that these niggas were planning to kill me out there. one of my friends was asking me to wallk down the road with him the find our friend who left, i said yeah but as we were walking towards the pitch black road i looked at him and said "nah im good" and ran back to the front of the house.
i deadass thought him and the other guy were gonna clobber me then try hide the body.
even after they found him and we were walking back to the house and i was trailing behind them contemplating the fact that my life was over.
and i literally swear these nigs were talking in the most suspicious way possible, i went upstairs and i was eavesdropping on what they were saying and everything they were saying was normal but they had the tone of mfs who are planning to kill a brotha.
plus all of them are white, it literally felt like Get Out but in real life.
then the MOST suspicious shit ever happens, we were outside again for some reason, and the guy whos house we're staying at, slips and fucks up his knee badly. first of all dis nigga fell so slowly theres literally no way you're so unathletic you cant AT LEAST brace for the fall. and this was used as a reason for us to head back inside, as if it was an event or prompt they rehearsed, and the night was basically over. it gets more sinister tho.
he asked who wants to sleep where, and someone mentioned i could sleep in the main house in a spare room but after hearing this dood froze and fumbled to come up with some cope excuse about him not wanting me to potentially throw up in the house, and that instead i should sleep in the outhouse/garden room where the rest of the boys were all sleeping.
in my mind, at this point its over. they're intentionally isolating me in the outhouse so that they can kill me in a controlled environment. when we went to the outhouse i immediately went upstairs (yes its two floors, its literally like another mini house, dood is rich asf) and layed in my designated bed. i was deadarse texting my mum telling her i want to go home and i was trying to book ubers, but since this fuck lives in the middle of nowhere there were none available. i literally wanted to go back home and hug her thats how real it was to me.
i was finito, in my mind i was going to fall asleep and not wake up the next day.
i then proceeded to fall asleep and wake up the next day.
and the moment i woke up i realised i was fine and the weed just turned me into a paranoid, schizo retard.
its weird bc that was my first time ever getting paranoia from bud, ive only smoked a handful of times but when im high i literally cant stop laughing, but last night the shit we smoked must've been evil or smth.
so yeah, i smoked some ganja, lost my fucking mind and thought my close friends, of almost 10 years now, were going to murder me in cold blood then unceremoniously dispatch of my body in some random wheat field.
tagging those that dont care:
@Wuzzdio @Sub5kang @cobicado901 @Mogs Me @Revan
