uh huh
it was so funny he posted it in two threads
spread the funny
spread the fail
should just do neither
Spread your legs, I'm going in
How come when I go to watch porn I find it difficult to get turned on, but when I'm doing normal things that aren't even really sexual I get horny as fuck. Like nowadays if I want to jack off I just watch normal youtube videos until I see some chick and I'm like, "Jesus Christ I want to see this bitch naked" and then I go to a porn site and it works just fine.
Also kind of sucks that I can't really get off to anything except rape or anal that's so painful the bitch is crying, I think it gets me off more when the chick is willing to endure it but it's obvious she's being put through Hell
And how come any time I'm not playing I WoW I start having flashbacks to my bad shroom trips where I thought I was dead and trapped in Hell for eternity and then I start having anxiety issues about what if the world isn't real because I've seen behind the walls and what am I supposed to do about the world suffering I can't help anybody I can't even help myself and I've just been a disappointment to everybody my entire life and dear God I don't want to die please don't let me die
I'm thinkin bout Ivve thinkin bout me thinkin bout us what we gonna be
So I traveled back down that road will she come back no one knows
Howie, how do you feel about the gays?
You need to give me some of those shrooms, cause I've taken a few lbs of those to the head over the years and never once had any shit like that.
what, never tried it just to see that all the hype was about?
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I usually take an eighth and I'm fine, shit gets wavy and distorted, shit changes colors, whatever
But then I took a quarter and it was all kinds of fucked up. I took another quarter a couple months later to see if I could handle it and as I was coming up I ended up taking some sleeping pills because it scared the shit out of me and I didn't want to go through it again. The universe started breaking apart and I was having fake memories that were telling me I had been experiencing this insanity my entire life and by taking the shrooms I was merely making myself remember it all. And it started drifting back to the theme from the first time, that I was trapped and everyone is already dead and we'd be stuck like this until the end of time.
I wish I could explain the trips better, but I can't even remember most of it. At some points, everything became pixelated and blocky, at other times everything was just shapes and colors, I could feel the universe bending and breaking and I could feel energy shocking through everything. I remember looking at the walls and they would start extending in tunnels that never ended. When I finally came back down enough to regain my senses, everything was going a thousand times crazier than any shroom trip I'd been on before. Everything was changing shape multiple times per second, I was seeing multiples of everything, my friend's girlfriend's hair looked like vines billowing down her body. Near the end, I got this sense of happiness and relief, I knew that I had escaped Hell and the Hell that we call life, I thought I would be content forever, I would never have to play WoW or work a job or anything, I would just lay in my bed forever and that was all I would need.
The reason I took a quarter a second time was because I wanted to experience the end portion of my first trip, it was amazing and I wish I could share it with everyone, but I can't say it's worth going through the rest of the trip to get there. But as soon as they started kicking in and reminding me of what I went through the first time I just wanted to end it immediately. Since I took the sleeping pills it really mellowed the trip out and I never got to that final point again, it was toned down to a normal eighth trip.
I'd definitely recommend taking a quarter at least once to anybody that thinks they can handle it. But you'd better be sure you're damned strong mentally, I've lived my life devoid of emotions and even I was shaken.
I was in a different fucking universe and I wasn't self-aware when I was deepest in, I think I might have experienced ego-death, but the definitions I've read haven't been very clear.
And I don't mean simply a different location, I mean the rules of our universe didn't apply there.
FUCK, I wish I could explain it better, it doesn't sound nearly as awe inspiring on paper. But I've been around the block, done more than my fair share of drugs, had all kinds of hallucinations, and those trips blew everything out of the fucking water.
Lets fucking party bro. We can hang out at the Essence magazine photo shoot and throw naners at the chimps.
lol
Fuck krye miz, who wants to do PCP laced portobellos and eat cheetos in some shitty pot-reeking basement when you can come to my villa in the bluffs of Madrid and do lines of pure colombian off the asses of brazillian models turned hookers with a real bro? Holla.
holy shit, epic. also, I'm coming to spain to party, fuck what ya herd