Vantablack
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I was coming back on a long bus ride after partying for 3 days straight in another city. I was meth'd up the entire time and couldn't sleep at all.
Somebody told me that there are routine drug checks since i was crossing state lines, and that particular route is known for smuggling a lot of contraband. So i tried to hide my stuff in my pants, around the same time that the girl and her boyfriend sitting next to me started making out. It was dark and you couldn't really see much.
I suddenly heard them stop, and felt both staring at me. They were whispering and I couldnt really hear anything, but i started getting paranoid since i was still on meth. I then stashed the stuff away quickly and pretended to sleep. There were still whispers, and i could feel their eyes on me.
I kept getting more and more paranoid, because i still didnt know what they were talking about but i knew it was about me. They would start making out and stop suddenly, like they were expecting a reaction.
Eventually i gave up and stopped trying to sleep and just tried to listen in on their conversation (by pretending to sleep). I couldnt make out anything but i heard "why tf would he do that" and shit along similar lines. This continued for several HOURS and they wouldn't fucking shut up about this. I finally figured they thought I was jacking off in the beginning of the ride while they were making out.
I became so anxious and paranoid that I was literally having an anxiety attack OR seratonin syndrome, I dont know. I had taken a 5-HTP blocker before the bus ride for motion sickness, and I think i had fucking serotonin syndrome dawg.
You know when you sleep on your hand for too long, and its completely numb? I felt that, but 1000x. It was that weird sensation where I didnt feel anything in my hands but I was hyper aware of them going bad. My heart was doing 200 bpm and I was sweating my balls off. I dont know how to explain it tbh, but I was sure that I was dying, or atleast my limbs would need to be amputated. i had genuinely accepted my fate and made peace with death.
Meanwhile, that stupid foid and her boyfriend were STILL DEBATING IF I HAD FUCKING SHAGGED or not. I wanted to pull out my dick then and there and shove it down her throat but couldnt cuz i had lost my hands.
Anyways, i think i blacked out after a while cux i dont really remember what happened, except just reaching my destination with my limbs still attached and reached my destination.
Still dont know if it was seratonin syndrome or an anxiety attack tbh
Somebody told me that there are routine drug checks since i was crossing state lines, and that particular route is known for smuggling a lot of contraband. So i tried to hide my stuff in my pants, around the same time that the girl and her boyfriend sitting next to me started making out. It was dark and you couldn't really see much.
I suddenly heard them stop, and felt both staring at me. They were whispering and I couldnt really hear anything, but i started getting paranoid since i was still on meth. I then stashed the stuff away quickly and pretended to sleep. There were still whispers, and i could feel their eyes on me.
I kept getting more and more paranoid, because i still didnt know what they were talking about but i knew it was about me. They would start making out and stop suddenly, like they were expecting a reaction.
Eventually i gave up and stopped trying to sleep and just tried to listen in on their conversation (by pretending to sleep). I couldnt make out anything but i heard "why tf would he do that" and shit along similar lines. This continued for several HOURS and they wouldn't fucking shut up about this. I finally figured they thought I was jacking off in the beginning of the ride while they were making out.
I became so anxious and paranoid that I was literally having an anxiety attack OR seratonin syndrome, I dont know. I had taken a 5-HTP blocker before the bus ride for motion sickness, and I think i had fucking serotonin syndrome dawg.
You know when you sleep on your hand for too long, and its completely numb? I felt that, but 1000x. It was that weird sensation where I didnt feel anything in my hands but I was hyper aware of them going bad. My heart was doing 200 bpm and I was sweating my balls off. I dont know how to explain it tbh, but I was sure that I was dying, or atleast my limbs would need to be amputated. i had genuinely accepted my fate and made peace with death.
Meanwhile, that stupid foid and her boyfriend were STILL DEBATING IF I HAD FUCKING SHAGGED or not. I wanted to pull out my dick then and there and shove it down her throat but couldnt cuz i had lost my hands.
Anyways, i think i blacked out after a while cux i dont really remember what happened, except just reaching my destination with my limbs still attached and reached my destination.
Still dont know if it was seratonin syndrome or an anxiety attack tbh
