I smoked all my pipes clean and looked at everything I could possibly find on the internet. Zo bored. I'm thinking of places to hit a tek pipe outside.
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Well it's been a while but I'm still here. In recent days I have really cut down my use of drinking and tech. But there is a terrible side effect. CONSTANT PARANOIA. I'm basically freaking out every minute now. And it's not even normal paranoia. Now that I have a smart phone I'm in this state of extreme fear that I am being had by some dark hat org intent on some unknown cause.
It fucking sucks. When I am at work I'm like 30% sure that every customer I encounter is intent on intentionally confusing me. In addition to that sort of assumed scenario I have been working on turning my den from a crack shack into a respectable living space.
The worst of it occurred mid week last week. I had a real weird fuckin moment. Basically I left my place for a few hours and when I got back I felt something off. I began cleaning. Realizing all of my shit as I cleaned i became more frantic. Absolutely sure someone had access to my abode and had been ruffling about it while I was not home.
And then I went 9001% full cringe weaponize autism. Thinking it couldn5 hurt I went ahead and called some people to ask if they might know if anyone had been in my home. These people didn't even leave in my town. But I had to ask if they had any clues to the situation.
So in a frantic and hurried way I made two calls. And as would be safely expected I ended up sounding like a paranoid madman.
And the worst of it is that I got no closure or respite from this paranoia. This is like one of 12 different situations I could describe but is the most public and awkward.
So quitting tech and ETHO is really ducking with me. Either I'm fucking insane or I'm am legitimately trapped in a dangerous game. What steps would you take if you were suddenly gripped with an intense paranoia that you couldn't reasonably justify?
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i should be studying engineering but all i wanna do is blast trap music and fuck asian girls and eat food and probably smoke some weed BUT I CANT DO THAT THIS VERY MOMENT
why the fuck is life so hard and im so fucking oppressed
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my homosexual roommate got super wasted last night n tried to rape me! so in shock rn. Dis dude came home last night from the bar and kept making sexual advances towards me and I kept saying jus go to bed man, wtf are you even doing right now, i'm not gonna do anything to you. So all of a sudden I'm in the kitchen and he starts sticking his tongue out at me in a weird suggestive way and I'm like dude you need to stop right now or you're going to regret it. So he turns out the lights and comes towards me and grabs me, i threw him into the wall and he didn't stop so I grabbed him n slammed him into the ground. At this time my flat mates are like coming outta their rooms like wtf is going on out here, he gets up and comes at me again and I push him away and they all seperate us and so at this point I try to be a good guy and not call the cops but call security instead.
This fool starts telling them that I had sex with my gf while he was in the room and that I've been going through his IDs and that he thought I was his brother and that's why he was tryna fuck me. I was like ???? Bro! so they talk him into going to bed and as soon as he laid down he passed right the fuck out. Anyways apparently at the bar all night he was grabbing ppls dix and so that's why he left the bar. I could totally get him kicked out and probably even in trouble for sexual assault but I figure I'm gonna be a nice guy and just say he got too drunk cuz normally he doesn't do that shit.
Anyways this dude is straight nuts, like he calls me sticky fingers sometimes even tho I don't steal from people. His sox went missing one time so I'm pretty sure he thinks I've been stealin his sox..And I think he got that idea cuz one time at the grocery store I stole 4 red potatoes when I wuz goin thru the self check out
He also revealed last night that he was a prostitute in hollywood and that he smokes meth which explains why he's freaking out saying that I been lookin at his IDs and that when I whistle songs sometimes subconciously that I'm really just plotting against him. I'm just trying to be peaceful and chill in the mountains, ya know like what is this shit, I don't even know??? He gets pissed when I brush my teeth in front of him and we have a european style toilet and he puts an extra fucking roll of tp on the part that you need to lift to flush the toilet.
Any ideas?
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As extremely infrequently as possible. I buy ounces of hydro but I would rather have QPs or more of hash and concentrates as well and various strains in jars.
I buy psychedelics any chance I get. Same goes with stimulants which I seek out more lately.
bundy i buy once a week, same with booze and smokes.
Darknet used to be weekly but I live with my mom now so I'm trying to play it cool.
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