It has been ages since I used dxm.
Took around 450mg. It was very lame, I had no idea what I was doing.
Spent most of the time in bath tube.
Felt extremely itchy for and my jaw was shaking.
Then it stopped and I started analyzing myself.
I came close to realization what should I do in my life and what stuff to fix.
Out of nowhere I heard someone talking upstairs.
This building has whacky vent system so you can hear a lot of stuff with the vent off from other flats.
Just like that I lost the thought and focused on sounds of people talking some gibberish, footsteps and doors.
After that I decided to head back to my room and play games.
Ruined trip because I forgot to turn damn fan on.
Five or six years ago I managed to make up some dumb excuse/explanation for everything that is happening in my life, which kept me going nicely for like a year or more.
I was so close to having it again.Post too long. Click here to view the full text.