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[–]greenriver572 49 points50 points ago

told me i was tripping way too hard and that i needed to calm down because i can't handle my acid, when in fact i was laughing hysterically at one of those things that makes you laugh hysterically whilst tripping. it brought my insecurities to light and ruined the night for me.

[–]Jakeyeah[S] 22 points23 points ago

Bastard

[–]greenriver572 14 points15 points ago

yeah, i felt that way about him for a while, but to be fair on his part, he had dosed roughly three hours after me and my tripping buddy had and hadn't gotten to the point we were at. still, as an experienced user, he should have known better than to talk like that. it took me a good long while to accept him as a friend again after that. i know it was unintentional on his part and i called him on it the next morning and he profusely apologized.

[–]public-masturbator 1 point2 points ago

A good friend would apologize !

[–]dopafiend 5 points6 points ago

I know I'm tripping hard when I get the laughs.

Sometimes they turn into laughing fits so uncontrollably strong it feels like my abs are trying to fold my torso in on itself.

[–]DepGrez 1 point2 points ago

God i hate when that happens. Me and my cousin were at a New years eve doof (psychedelic dancey fun crazyp party) a year back. Had 2 hits of acid and were coming up, and just went ballistic with laughter, crashed on a couch near the dancefloor, my legs gave way to jelly, was just beautiful. The moment ... everything.

I didn't really have any one directly telling us "too intense bro calm down" but there were a few people around us that we know who were a bit Hussa.

Anyawy probably no where near as bad as your experience but i felt like sharing cos WOO acid. <3

[–]CaptainSoban 1 point2 points ago

this is my single greatest fear in life

[–]mrsapphire 29 points30 points ago

You didn't specify whether or not it had to be intentional.

Someone once misspelled the word 'believe' as 'beleive' in an online conversation. I spent about 30 minutes staring at the word (which felt like hours) unable to understand whether or not it was a typo or if it was always spelled that way. This then resulted in reality disintigrating.

[–]Jakeyeah[S] 13 points14 points ago

The little things can spin you out

[–]sumano 6 points7 points ago

Man I tried posting on reddit while on acid...took so long for each post. The monitor was waving around like crazy. The damn "are you human" thing was tripping me out super bad because it is already wavy...

[–]do_all_the_dmt 6 points7 points ago

[–]azure_scens 21 points22 points ago

I usually try to trip only around people who specifically wouldn't do these things, but one time, a friend of a friend decided we were gonna get caught by the police for swimming in his own pool, so he made us sit on the couch inside, saying we weren't allowed to leave the house. Then to calm himself down, he put on a dirty, hardcore hyphy rap song. And I am a fan of hip-hop, but the timing was bad, we had all taken an 1/8th of shrooms and about .3g of molly. The lyrics were about hurting a woman, and basically raping her, and it was hard to handle. I wanted to destroy the room and run away from the house. Finally, me and a friend ran to the front door and escaped, and walked around town all night.

[–]OnTheBorderOfReality 13 points14 points ago

At least that last part sounds fun.

[–]ImmatureEjaculation 9 points10 points ago

OFWGKTA?

[–]mekon18 2 points3 points ago

there's other rap music about hurting women out there!!

[–]ImmatureEjaculation 0 points1 point ago

Very true, very true. Probably some country and rock'n'roll as well.

[–]mekon18 1 point2 points ago

and reggae and hardcore and breakcore and punk

[–]nickjenkem 0 points1 point ago

They suck, too many people ride their dicks as well.

Earls great. Tylers pretty good. Hodgys decent.

I hope they don't stay famous long

[–]ImmatureEjaculation 6 points7 points ago

Thanks for you opinion. I was curious if it was Odd Future who's lyrics were about hurting a women and basically raping her.

I agree that Earl is dope, don't forget about Mike G and Mellowhype! Plus Frank Ocean is good sex music. Amirite Amirite!?

[–]NoctGent 7 points8 points ago

Immortal Technique - Dance With The Devil

Yeah, not something you want to listen to on heady shit.

[–]Ad__Hominem 3 points4 points ago

Spoiler alert (if you really want to preserve the authenticity of the experience, I guess?):

You will never forget this song once you've heard it, sober or not. The reveal at the end that it's his mother still haunts me, and I only heard this song once over a year ago. Completely sober.

[–]Thoughts_You_Loathe 0 points1 point ago

Heard it a few years ago. The piano is haunting.

[–]Mar1oo 0 points1 point ago

I heard it for the first time yesterday, fucked up....

[–]jakedebest 5 points6 points ago

how do you get caught by the police, swimming in your own pool?

having bad music on acid probably doesn't sound that bad, but it can really change the vibe of the trip quite quickly

[–]StutteringStanley 8 points9 points ago

Who knows? People can be weird like that tripping. Ah man, the neighbors might see us having too much fun and call the cops.

[–]dopafiend 3 points4 points ago

Well tripping in a pool can lead to pretty unheard of levels of fun, you can scare some people with that kinda fun.

[–]Rhetoric2106 15 points16 points ago

Do you remember that time you were stuck in a loop?

[–]SkeletorSlim 17 points18 points ago

Yea, mine was on a very hot summer day, I just kept saying why is it so hot, but I didnt remember that I had already said it.

Me: why is it so hot?

Friend: Idk why wont you come inside.

Me: It's too closed off from the world.

Friend: Are you okay?

Me: why is it so hot?

Friend: Because you won't come inside.

Me: Its too closed off from the world.

REPEAT REPEAT REPEAT

Me: Hey Amp... why is it so hot

Friend: Motherfucker if you say that shit one more time.

2mins later..

Me: Hey Amp...

Friend: (He interupts me and pulls me inside and says your fucking done with the goddamn porch then throws me on the couch)

Me: Thanks bro, I was stuck out there man why did it take you so long help me?

Friend: (Starts laughing) Because you told me... nevermind man enjoy your trip.

[–]JasonGold 1 point2 points ago

I was in a loop where I kept saying "What?" "Guys!" "No." Over and over again while my brother and a few friends were talking. no idea why I was even doing it, but I get ragged on it whenever I trip now. Not really bad, more funny.

[–]SkeletorSlim 0 points1 point ago

Thats fucking halarious, I imagine you said it with like a sympathetic tone.

[–]JasonGold 2 points3 points ago

I believe I was actually confused and annoyed at the fact that I was being ignored, when I guess they had actually explained things. The tabs were stronger than I thought and I ended up laying in bed with the mental capacity of a toddler for like an hour at my peak. Crazy stuff.

[–]Jakeyeah[S] 6 points7 points ago

Only look I got was from an alcohol, ketamine, cocaine and weed mix. Started seeing this paramedic run through the door to me then kneel down infront of me with a defribulator then he vanished, then came through the door again over and over for about 30 minuites.

[–]SquigglyPete 4 points5 points ago

Realizing you're in the loop is part of the loop, and you just brought it back to me. It never really ends.

[–]smithy_wutherman 2 points3 points ago

We left my flat to go explore town, started tripping when we got to town and forgot why we went. the conversation went like this (at lightning pace) "where are we going?" "what are we doing?" "Why are we doing it?" "Wait, where are we going again? why are we going there?" "I dunno. why are we here, lets go over to those rocks" and repeat

[–]dr_bong 2 points3 points ago

Been there, led to the worst fucking trip of my life. Only 2 hits of acid, but they were way stronger doses than I was used to... My roommate just kept walking from the living room to the kitchen every few minutes, but I was convinced it was all the same instance over and over again.

By about 4 hours in I was convinced that I had gone insane, fight club style- thinking I was doing things without realizing it was me doing them. By 5 hours in, I was convinced that if I moved, or did anything to break it, the Loop would complete.. And once that happened, a new, even darker Loop would begin and someone was going to die as a result. So I ended up riding out the last hours of my trip huddled in a corner, catatonic with the Fear; twitching and muttering to myself and scribbling madness in a notebook (There was like 20 pages of this, actually kind of interesting now that it's in the past, but some seriously strange shit nonetheless...).

Couldn't sleep for almost a week afterwards and I wasn't fully back to normal for months. Definitely the trip that taught me psychedelics aren't something to take lightly.

[–]bumbumawesome 1 point2 points ago

Yeah, ate a bunch of mushies and went to a Ween show. After at the hotel my friends and I were watching the most familiar movie that nobody could think of. It never seemed to end and we all kept looping on "oh wait I remember this! It's ... uh ... fuck ..., wait no, it's ... fuck it I don't know" for what seemed like eternity.

[–]NoctGent 0 points1 point ago

lol. fuck you man. I still am.

[–]mekon18 0 points1 point ago

they were 'the towers of time'

[–]lurklikeaboss 1 point2 points ago

On shrooms laced with LSA some friends and I were playing video games, specifically puzzle games. At one point I had given up trying to figure out what was going on and truly believed I had gone past the point of no return and was locked in this eternal state of confusion watching this fucking game being played.

I'll never forget Mean Bean Machine. Good trip besides that though.

[–]Rhetoric2106 4 points5 points ago*

Do you remember that time you were stuck in a loop?

[–]Oldyoung4 54 points55 points ago

My friend (who is no longer my friend for soon to be obvious reasons) cut off a cats head with a machete. 3 hits lsd.

[–]VoiceofPower 27 points28 points ago

What. That's insane while sober! Holy shit man.

[–]jakedebest 11 points12 points ago

fuck that shit, I hope oldyoung4 reported him too.

[–]vvappe 7 points8 points ago

Wow. That's fucked up. Why he did this?

[–]dopafiend 5 points6 points ago

Some people are really fucked up inside, many at no fault of their own, and the slightest tug at the cognitive stability brings the whole dam down and it all floods out.

[–]ambivilant 5 points6 points ago

He had 3? You had 3? Both?

[–]Oldyoung4 2 points3 points ago

Me and my friends were baked and this fucker shows up in the woods where we were. It happened so fast, and we were so high, we didnt know what to do. We just left him there. But the next day at school when we were sober and capable, we ruined his life. Really ruined it.

[–][deleted] 3 points4 points ago

Gooo oonnnnn....... O_O

[–]rodStewart 0 points1 point ago

This is gonna be good...

[–]seabass341 0 points1 point ago

wut

[–]thomp2mp 32 points33 points ago

Some years ago me and my buddy took some DXM. I'm about peaking, so I head into my friends' apartment. When I walk in and close the door, all the lights turn off and a strobe light starts blinking insanely fast. My other friend (not tripping) comes out in a monkey mask and wielding a hair dryer and a knife, while kicking a soccer ball. Then the strobe light stopped and it seemed the entire world came crashing down as an infinite pane of glass. That pretty much sent me on a horrible trip the rest of the night.

[–]SkeletorSlim 10 points11 points ago

Jesus christ, that gave me the chills just thinking about it.

[–]thomp2mp 5 points6 points ago

i ended up just sweating in the bathroom for two hours.

[–]Thoughts_You_Loathe 2 points3 points ago

Reading that made me really uneasy inside. I feel bad for the guy.

[–]rodStewart 0 points1 point ago

Fucking intense...

[–]SkeletorSlim 15 points16 points ago

It was on My 21st birthday. My friend from AZ mailed me 4 hits of Lucy and I had a few gram of shrooms on me. Another friend of mine gave me capsule of what he said was mescaline (I don't think thats what it was but he said he tried it and was trippin balls). I took all of it at the same time. Some friends and I went to a bar and I start trippin so hard and I had a time skip to me being outside and someone on the phone saying hello is anyone there? I said who is this, it was my AZ friend he said I had called him and was blabbering nonsense. I apologized and went back in to enjoy the trip and take more shots. I pass out and wake up in the back seat of my friends car with this freaky motherfucker back there with me. He had these blue sunglasses that made me think he was an alien. He was really drunk and was mumbling randomness so I truly believed that I was just hallucinating. I start freaking the fuck out asking my friend and his girlfriend in the front seat if the thing sitting beside me was real. They ask me if I was okay and I told them that I was tripping on so much shit and had drank all that shit at the bar. I guess this is when they decide to fuck with me. We made it home and I asked them again was all that real. They respond with wtf are you talking about we came straight from the bar to here. Instantly go into a blank stare fearing that I had lost my mind and was never getting it back. I then started looking around me questioning if anything was real. My friends girlfriend was wearing a tank top and her titties looked fucking huge and they were waving back and forth strongly. I go into a deep stare at her chest then and ask her pointing at her chest, Are those things real? Her and my friend errupt in laughter but I didnt find what was so funny at the time. I ran off thinking I had lost my mind and went on a long adventure of a walk (quite dangerous at the time because of my state of mind). Some guy I knew tried to sell me weed and I didnt think he was real so I shoved him screamed and ran as fast as I could. I finally make it back to my house after almost passing out from the run and I was dehydrated. They were already on the porch waiting for me with the phone in their hand saying they were going to call the police because they couldn't find me. They then told me that the guy in the back seat actually existed and we gave him a ride home from the bar because he was so drunk. I started crying because I really hadn't lost my mind and everything was okay, I then gave him a weird hug (I tried to give his gf a hug too but she pushed me away because I tried to dig my face in her chest when I hugged her)

Edit: Damn I didn't try to type so much I'm pretty stoned and got into my zone.

tl;dr: My friends found out that I was tripping and started telling me that things weren't real that actually were, freaking me the fuck out

[–]marley88 0 points1 point ago

Going to a bar to trip is so far from what I would want to do, seems quite common around these parts though.

[–]SkeletorSlim 0 points1 point ago

It was actually quite awesome. It was about 10am and no one was there but my friends and one of my friend's father in law was the bartender. One of the best times of my life to be honest.

[–]bblemonade 12 points13 points ago

A wasp flew right into my face

[–]Thoughts_You_Loathe 0 points1 point ago

Bug or paper wasp (folded up paper shot with a rubber band)? Either sounds terrible.

[–]bblemonade 0 points1 point ago

An actual wasp. It was my first time and my boyfriend suggested we go outside because of how awesome nature is when you're tripping or whatever. I went out, sat on a bench, wasp flew straight into my face. I went back inside and locked my boyfriend out on accident.

[–]Thoughts_You_Loathe 1 point2 points ago

Oh gosh. You poor thing.

[–]nicomoore 7 points8 points ago

I was tripping hard last March on LSD with two friends. It was around four hours into our trip and it was just about three in the morning when one of my friends who was sitting us turns to be with a look of totally disbelief and says: "There was just a 9-magnitude earthquake in Japan. A whole bunch of people had to relocate."

I was convinced the world was ending.

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[–]dohse 1 point2 points ago

A dose of 25i would be .0005g (500 micrograms) so i assume you took 2.5mg, not .25g (250 mg). That is still a crazy amount and fits your story, but 250mg probably would have killed you.

Glad the cop ran into you near your house, otherwise he probably would have given you a ride somewhere else.

[–]Clay792 2 points3 points ago

Ah, yeah, you're correct, sir, on the dosage.

Haha, yeah, me too.

[–]ChiXiStigma 7 points8 points ago

Several trusted friends and I were about three hours into a pretty intense trip. Someone had put a Dave Matthews & Tim Reynolds live album on (which was much more trippy than I had imagined), and one of my friends starts talking very seriously about how Dave Matthews rapes children. The trip had been pretty intense in an introspective way, and so I start listening to my friend go into great detail about depraved sexual acts done to little boys. And this guy wasn't the type with an improvisational mind. After at least two songs (10-15 minutes) I realize that my friend has to be describing either his own pedophilia, or acts that were done to him when he was a child. And then all kinds of shit started to make sense, such as why his father would come over to his apartment so often, and after his dad left he was always anti-social and freaked out (we had always assumed they just argued). My brain twisted into a fucking knot, so I walked home, dosed myself with benzos and cried for hours while my wife tried to calm me down. She had never been around someone tripping before, so she did the best she could. Normally I can force myself to pass out with enough Xanax, but that night I just couldn't do it. That shit still haunts me.

[–]Kasonic 3 points4 points ago

Did you ever ask him to explain the story?

[–]ChiXiStigma 5 points6 points ago

I brought it up in gentle ways several times after the incident, and he basically said that he hadn't realized he was saying all of that and he had no idea where it came from. I'm still convinced that his father molested him, but there's not really a good way to ask that, I feel like it's something he would have told me if he wanted to talk about it.

[–]do_all_the_dmt 4 points5 points ago

My first encounter with psychedelics was in amsterdam when you could pick up shrooms at a coffee shop. I had only ever smoked weed / drank, so I had no idea what I was in for. I took them in my hotel room, where I was staying with a friend.

My friend and I were both smoking weed, and he was drinking while I ate the shrooms. Pretty much as soon as they started kicking in he decided to go to sleep. But since he was hollering at me every time I opened a window or turned on a light, I guess he wasn't trying very hard. I decided to leave and he basically blocked my way, saying he was too concerned with my state to let me leave and wander about on my own, but not concerned enough to help make it a good time. Basically was just a grumpy dick. Oh well, still had an amazing time in my head.

[–]Dosto 2 points3 points ago

my first time was very similar, in amsterdam and everything

[–]jakedebest 0 points1 point ago

you can still buy truffles cant you?

[–]Mar1oo 0 points1 point ago

yup, also spores and mushroom grow kits. (And San Pedro, Peruvian torch and Peyote if you want mescaline :p)

[–]rodentdp 3 points4 points ago

Went to take molly with a friend with people I hadn't met. Two of these people (the ones who were renting the apartment) were in wheelchairs, one from an accident, and one from birth. The one from the accident was actually really cool, but the other guy had an obvious chip on his shoulder, which was sad because he seemed cool otherwise. Anyhow, about an hour after we drop, nice wheelchair guy's incredibly attractive younger sister arrives and snorts a bunch to catch up with us...and takes an instant liking to me. What I did not know is that the guy who was crippled from birth had a huge crush on the girl. Consequently, what should have been a good time turned very sour, as every time she and I tried to get alone, he (or someone he sent) would come and stand by and watch us. Things got worse after my friend left to get cozy with his lady, as the guy proceeded to become super aggressive and discriminatory towards me, refusing to let me smoke herb, and generally just creating a nasty vibe. Totally ruined the night because of his bitterness.

I don't want to derail the original topic, but there's an interesting post-script involving the girl if anyone is interested.

[–]mannyftw 1 point2 points ago

I'm interested.

[–]rodentdp 5 points6 points ago

Ok, so despite getting cockblocked by the crippled dude, the girl was still hot for me. I ended up leaving town for a few months, but came back with a friend for the weekend, and made plans for the girl to come to my place after we'd been out drinking (she was underage). We were on our way to pick her up after the bar, when she told me she was hitchhiking to my place and would be there soon. We go back and pack a bowl, and she shows up, out of her mind on meth, with some 45+ year old Mexican dude. It seems the guy had picked her up and given her the glass. So, she arrives tweaked the fuck out, with some old stranger who was probably hoping to fuck her, and my friend just stood by amused at my predicament. Eventually he left, and I tried to keep her there (at this point not thinking about hooking up so much as keeping her away from the creeper), but she left anyway to do more, then came back about 30 minutes later, when I again tried to keep her from leaving with the guy, again with no luck. At this point, she's created a commotion and woken up a neighbor, who has threatened to call the cops, so the girl decides that's the time to leave since she thinks the police are coming (which never happened, natch).

I don't know how the rest of her night went, since I mostly stopped talking to her at that point, other than her texting to ask that I not tell her brother.

I wish I could say that was the first crazy girl to walk through my door, or even the craziest, but compared to what came after (especially the girl who put hand sanitizer up her ass), that was nothing.

[–]mannyftw 1 point2 points ago

especially the girl who put hand sanitizer up her ass

Dude... I'm more interested in that story.

[–]rodentdp 8 points9 points ago

Ok...this one is long.

There was a rave event I'd been doing some minor promotion for for a few friends. At the event itself, I found myself trying to get away from a girl from the past who had shown up and was trying to pick up from where we left off in middle school (now she was fat, and married...wasn't having it). Anyhow, in the process I meet this gorgeous girl, one of the best looking girls I've ever seen. Half Greek/Hispanic, dancer, giant inverted pentagram tattoo. My kinda chick. So, we start talking, and she immediately suggest that we hang out when we get back to the city. Hang out for the next couple hours, turns out she was on mushrooms as well, but seemed totally normal, which is important to remember in retrospect.

So, a week later, she brings her bike to my place via lightrail (I only had a bike at the time as well) around 5 pm, with the plan being that we'd go to my place, smoke a bowl, and bike to Oktoberfest. As soon as we get to my place, she starts telling me about how she has extreme PTSD, social anxiety, and OCD. Ok, I think, I've studied tons of psychology and know about these disorders, I can deal with this. We smoke a couple bowls (bad idea, I discovered later, as this seemed to amplify her issues), and she keeps telling me about herself. Around 8 pm, she suggests we order a pizza. By 9 pm, we've eaten, and I suggest we go out. Nope, she's not ready to go yet, and continues telling me about herself and her issues while she does and redoes her hair and make-up for the next 3.5 hours, all of which she had already done before she arrived. For the hell of it, knowing that we're clearly not going out and I have to deal with this until I can put her back on the lightrail in the morning, I ask if she's ready to go yet. Nope, of course not.

So, I bike to the corner shop to buy some beer and smokes, hoping that the cashier will somehow see my plight and do...something. Naw, of course not, so I go back. Now, I'm sure you're wondering why I didn't just kick her out and move on with my night. I felt sorry for the girl. She had just turned 22 a couple days before, and was so anxious that she was getting grey hairs, picked her fingernails apart piece by piece, etc. I got her to come outside for a cigarette with me, and she was in white-knuckled terror the whole time. Whatever had happened to this girl was bad, but I never found out exactly what.

I ended up biking out for supplies a couple more times (and each time hassled me to clean some arbitrary thing in my apartment, because of her OCD...this is what really tried my patience), but eventually put my foot down after she'd smoked most of my bud and was hassling me to go get ice cream at 5:30 am. At that point she asked if she could stay over (um, duh), so I put her in my bedroom with my laptop to watch cartoons (that seemed to keep her pacified) while I slept on the couch.

Every 30 seconds she would call me into the bedroom for something, eventually asking if I had a sleeping bag and would sleep on the floor. I didn't care anymore, since I just wanted a couple hours rest so I could figure out how to get rid of her in the morning. As I start drifting off, she goes to take a shower (again, OCD cleanliness), and I hear water running and start dozing.

She comes out, carrying her panties, and asks if she can hang them on the door to dry. Sure, I say. She then sits down on my bed and asks if she needs to go to poison control. I ask her why, and she hands me a bottle of hand sanitizer and points to where it says "Do Not Ingest". I ask if she ate it, and she says "no, I put it up my ass".

I just stared at her, dumbfounded. It was sometime after sun up, I was tired, and had no frame of reference for anything like this. I looked her hard in the eye, and said "No. You're fine. Go to sleep", at which point I laid down, and tried hard to block out the last few minutes. My peace was shattered 20 minutes later when she sat straight up in bed, looked me in the eye, and started loudly repeating "I NEED CUM IN MY MOUTH!!! I NEED CUM IN MY MOUTH!!!" As attractive as the girl was, after the previous events of the night, I was not willing to risk taking her up on her offer, gave her another firm look which prompted a "uh...wait...uh...nevermind"...eventually, I went back to sleep on the couch.

Woke up about 3 pm, posted a bit on Facebook that I was dealing with a situation, and eventually a friend from a few states away called to make fake dinner plans with me. 30 minutes later, her stepfather picked her up, and she was gone, a full 24 hours after she arrived.

When I finally got back on my computer, I saw that she had been googling "anal pain".

After sharing the story a few times, a friend suggested that I was (somehow, tho I think I was damn considerate, all things considered) not being kind to this poor girl's situation. So, I called her around 11 pm a week after the incident to see how she was. She immediately launched into how I should pay for a cab to come pick her up, and in the morning we could go running and do all sorts of other things. Clearly, she had a good time and wanted a round 2. I told her I'd call her back, and never did, but that didn't stop her from calling me for another 2 weeks.

tl;dr: Crazy girl came over, put hand sanitizer up her ass, had so much fun she wanted to do it again.

[–]mannyftw 0 points1 point ago

wat

[–]rodStewart 0 points1 point ago

These are the things that nightmares are made of.

[–]orangesandapple 3 points4 points ago

Slapped me in the face and told me everyone at the party hated me. (She made it all up, thought it would be funny)

[–]dr_bong 7 points8 points ago

This is why I never trip at parties... Too many people who don't know shit about psychedelics and think it's funny to fuck with people.

[–]blankeyecorner 4 points5 points ago

Had a group of "friends" who made me take an insanely huge bong rip while I was on acid my first time. Immediately thereafter, I closed my eyes and put my head back for a few seconds (or so?). When I opened my eyes, one guy was in my face, next to me on the couch, repeating "what did you take?" over and over while another guy was telling me that they had just gotten me out of the bathroom and washed me up because I had killed three people in the front yard. They continued this for -way- too long and were mostly pretending to try to figure out who two of the bodies in the yard were. Freaked my shit out. As soon as they told me I was kidding, another guy there pulled a blanket of spiders onto me from the ceiling.

[–]Ad__Hominem 2 points3 points ago

I've understood most of these posts. People fucking with others, bad situations, etc. They make sense.

WHY THE FUCK DID THEY THROW SPIDERS ON YOU? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THEM?

[–]boybenching 1 point2 points ago

blanket of spiders

Nope. Goodbye.

[–]dopafiend 5 points6 points ago

ITT: Asshole Friends

[–]dr_bong 4 points5 points ago

It wasn't even that horrible, but I one of my roommates at the time was this douchebag mega bro. He comes out into the living room where I'm just tripping out with my best friend and jamming a little, completely ignores us and starts playing Call of Duty super loud. I just kept thinking, what if this was a real war and he was actually slaughtering all these people? All the death was really starting to get to me after a while so I said something but he just called me a "fucking hippie," laughed, and turned the volume up. After about 5 more minutes of surround sound explosions and gunshots I freaked out and bolted out of the house. No shoes, no coat, in the middle of a fucking blizzard. I ended up running like 3 miles to my dealer's house because I didn't know where else to go. He was awesome about it though, dropped everything and drove me back to my place to get my friend and let us chill at his place for the night so we wouldn't have to deal with the douche again. Definitely saved the trip.

[–]WillToHave 6 points7 points ago

It is more annoying than anything else. Many people seem to think that you can't even register reality or something while tripping, and intentionally try to mess with you by saying stupid things or trying to point out "things" that aren't there. Ya, fuck off asshole. I am trying to enjoy myself, not entertain you. If you really did take enough to loose your sense of reality, then it is fucked up because that shit could make you have a bad trip. All because some dickhead wants to have a laugh for a few seconds.

EDIT: I am referring to a mushroom trip, never done lsd.

[–]AquaMoose11 0 points1 point ago

I'd say the same applies.

[–]RyanRaven 4 points5 points ago

I was with a friend who was on some shrooms. He said he didn't feel very well just about the time we were reaching our peak. On the way inside he slumps backwards and i catch him. He had just blacked out and went into full body shutdown. he came back in a second and asked what happened, obviously very confused. I told him and continued him inside so I could get him laid down. About two steps closer to getting inside he falls back again; This time I was not ready for him to fall. I just stopped most of his weight from slamming onto the asphalt but he bumped his head. This time he did not come back quite as quickly. He puffed up and began foaming at the mouth. I knew from previous experience that he was having a seizure, although just a mild one. I made sure he would not choke on his tongue and kept his head braced from hitting the ground until he stopped seizing. I then picked him up and with his help carried him inside. I laid him down and put an Ice pack on his head. I then explained to him that his brain kind of had an overload and overheated. I used analogies with a CPU overheating and getting BSOD. this amused him. All he needed was a little cool down period, no need to be alarmed. I informed my sober roommate just incase an ER trip was needed. it was not. I kept him calm and the experience did not affect our overall trip experience. We both had a good trip!

[–]cabbageface 2 points3 points ago

someone took my gummy bears once :c

[–]Thunderhorsey 2 points3 points ago

Me and my friend were the only two tripping in a group of about 6 in a small room. The other 4 decided they wanted to watch Hostel. Sweet Jesus.. I eventually just ran out of the house and walked around town.

[–]Ev936 2 points3 points ago

Man every time I think i'd be able to handle taking acid one of these threads comes up. I still get kinda freaked out listening to the wrong type of tune on molly. I could imagine acid.

[–]Uberche 0 points1 point ago

Just take it with cool people or people who are also on it. Don't take it around people you don't know because you never know when people will be dicks.

[–]MistyMountainHop 1 point2 points ago

While tripping on the Stanley Park seawall with a few close friends, some nearby stranger set off what I think was some kind of firework/smoke bomb. I was listening to Grateful Dead's "Dark Star" on headphones at the time (Fillmore East '71 for all you Heads!), so I didn't really know what was going on other than that it was probably a good idea to get out of there. It didn't really impact the overall trip, but was rather strange at the time.

[–]philium1 1 point2 points ago

Hands me a MASSIVE joint, turns off the lights, and goes to sleep...waaay too much alone time...

[–]dreamin_in_space 5 points6 points ago

Oh come on now! Some of us seek that :)

[–]philium1 5 points6 points ago

Shit got real though, man...telepathic communications with a space dinosaur while simultaneously reliving bad childhood experiences. Simultaneously awesome and terrifying

[–]Tanagashi 1 point2 points ago

Were tripping at a friends house with a bunch of random people who just drank. Long story short, when I was trying to get some sleep, which you know, can be very hard while coming down, especially while lying on a hard floor, some girls started to pester me about giving them my scissors so that they could cut hair of another guy who was sleeping. Naturally, I refused, but they kept demanding to give them the damn scissors until I told them to go to hell. Pretty much spoiled all attempts to get some sleep, and I had weird hallucinations while lying in the dark afterwards. Not the best night of my life.

[–]YoungGeorgeJung 0 points1 point ago

one of my good buddies started talking in slow motion and every few seconds he would start skipping his speech similar to a CD. he did it for a few minutes and concluded "...I dont think he's ok, we need to call 9-1-1" I frantically urged my gf at the time to say something to me. First shroom trip. He was awesome about it after words. I was an inexperienced tripper and he fucked with me in all the best ways after that.

[–]koopsta 1 point2 points ago

I was at a music festival. I was peaking on two hits of acid. I am navigating through a huge sea of people trying to get to another stage to see umphrey's play. When suddenly, off in the distance I lock eyes with a floating head. It looks like a guy with a turtle head. Me and him are locked eyes and getting continually closer to each other. Now he's 10 feet away, not only does he have a turtle mask on but he also has a turtle shell and a green cloack covering his body. He gets closer, our eyes are still locked. He is right infront of me. Our toes are facing, eyes still locked. He grabs my shoulder. Unveils a foil dagger from his cloak, screams, and stabs me with it. I jump a little but don't break eye contact, and let out a Keanu Reaves "Whoa". One of the most random things to ever happen to me and I hardly reacted to it at all, I just accepted it.

[–]bumbumawesome 0 points1 point ago

How was Umphrey's?

[–]NoctGent 1 point2 points ago

I took 2C-(x) with out knowing it. It was in a pill ಠ_ಠ I started tripping and then someone said "IT SOUNDS LIKE A BOMB WEN'T OFF!" I was at a music festival. My heart rate go so high I started having palpitations, then I almost passed out. Long story short. I wound up in the hospital

[–]PoweredByMiniWheats 0 points1 point ago

I got pushed into a busy street and almost died, my friend never let go of my shirt and pulled me back just far enough that I broke my big and middle toe on the grill of a jeep grand Cherokee.

[–]astyanax112 1 point2 points ago

While having a really bad trip already at Bonarroo, my tent neighbors told me to the emt tent b/c i told them i was having a bad time. Long story short, I've already puked twice and thought i was having an asthma attack when this DICK EMT said: "Hey, you know what happens if this doesn't stop?" me: no him: You go to Jail! I'm usually a non-violent person but i would beat this man within an inch of his life for the mental anguish he put me through if i had the chance. I went to some seriously dark places that night.

[–][deleted] -1 points0 points ago

I just got back from a massive festival out in the Aus bush. The toilets at this place are rank and of course the one time I desperately needed to go was when I was starting to get into a serious acid trip. I asked one of my friends to take me there because I knew I would get lost. I had a guitar on me and handed it to him when we got there, but he handed it back and told me to take it with me. Ended up staying in that rank-ass toilet for about an hour and a half trying to work out how the door stayed closed. Couldn't do it because I needed two hands to lock it but didn't want to put my guitar down.

[–]blizzin614 0 points1 point ago

well i was in my friends house who at the time had 45 pot plants growing in the basement, i had taken an eighth of shrooms and was hanging out with him upstairs when all of a sudden a random car pulled up into the driveway we had never seen before. i was peaking and my friend who had taken 5 grams (the owner of the house) ran outside to see who it was, he ran back inside saying it was alot of dudes he had never seen before piled into one car. i immediately started thinking of the worst possible outcomes and started having a bad trip. turns out it was his sister getting dropped off they just needed to sit in the car for 30 minutes for no reason.

[–]trolls_toll 0 points1 point ago

Quite a hefty dose of shrooms, me and 2 of my friends are having one of those amazing conversations about meaning of life and everything. There is a girl who was sitting in the room with us (just smoking weed, she was curious to see us tripping though). After some 1.5-2 hours of the trip we are having the most beautiful time, but she obviously has no understanding of it and starts feeling bored/jealous of us having such good time/paranoid/dont really know.

Then she knocks over an ashtray (one of those standing metal ones) on the floor, butts and ash is all over the carpet and it stinks and it is disgusting. She looks at the mess and says "fuck that, i m not cleaning it" and leaves the room. That cunt has become the incarnation of evil from then on...

[–]Thylamide 0 points1 point ago

"what was that sound?"

scumbag was sober

[–]derungo 1 point2 points ago

First time tripping I was at a concert. There was a guy there who I have to assume was just there to freak people like me out. He was dressed up like a clown, not a happy clown either, a scary creepy, way to big a smile evil clown. He was going around the crowd looking at pupils, finding the tripping kids and proceeded to stare and grin until you fled. I lasted a whole 10 seconds until my flight instinct overtook my rational mind telling me it was just some jackass.

[–]derungo -1 points0 points ago

Another time me and some friends were tripping, 4 of us, two of them went off into another room to talk privately about something, sports if I remember correctly, so me and the other kid grabbed our phones like guns, snuck up to the door, kicked it in and started yelling things like "DEA, DOWN ON THE GROUND". I got decked by one of kids inside lol. Only time I've ever been hit in the face and I laughed like a tard for 15 minutes.

[–]Furrything 0 points1 point ago

Well my friend had been pissing all day, he was on shrooms and cid, so when he went to pee for like the 20th time (no joke) I said, "maybe you should get your prostate checked."

This was right on the peak and I honestly thought he didn't hear me because it was silent for a little after, but later he told me for a good 5 minutes he thought he might have some serious problem and was tripping out. I felt bad afterwards, but it was funny when I said it (to me).

[–][deleted] 1 point2 points ago

I was in the 9th grade hanging out with some friends at my house. 1 was drinking and the other was smoking. I asked them if I should take my mushrooms (about a half eigth) around 11:30pm, and if they would stay up with me. They both agree so I take my mushrooms, and about 30minutes later they both fall asleep. I'm young and dumb, so I decide I'll just go to sleep too... I wake up in a complete panic as my house is melting on me and Conan O'Brien has the grin of the devil in every crease of his face. I am having a complete panic attack and just absolutely losing my mind. I go into my younger brother's room and confess to him that I'm on mushrooms and that I'm afraid I'm going to die soon. Not skipping a beat, he activates troll mode and points behind me with a terrified look on his face, "ZOMBIES!" I just burst out in tears and sat in the corner of my room in the fetal position for the next 6 hours. Easily the worst night of my life.

TL;DR troll brother owns the shit out of me resulting in the worst night of my life.

[–]Flounder3345 0 points1 point ago

This wasn't done to me, but it's still relevant I think. New Year's Eve, we gathered a handful of friends at my buddy's house, whose parents conveniently went away for the evening and the following day. There was a decent quantity of liquor, and I had a quarter of mushrooms that I'd been waiting for a chance to take for a week or two at that point. An old friend of mine really wanted me and the host of the party (who I've known for the better part of 12 years) to take them that evening. Guess she wanted me to have the experience so we could finally converse about something, I dunno. Either way, we grabbed some bread and peanut butter, and down the hatch the mushrooms went. The guy I was doing them with (henceforth referred to as Tom) had done mushrooms twice previously, this was my first time. In retrospect, an eighth was a bad idea for both of us - I'm a big guy (6', 250lbs), but had no experience, Tom had minimal experience and is a pretty small person (5'4", maybe 130-140lbs). Either way, it happened. About 20 minutes after eating them, a bunch of us smoked a bowl, and it was like I had suddenly put my foot on the accelerator - the mushrooms had hit me by the time I sat back down on the couch. The sudden onset was nothing I couldn't handle, but I don't know that Tom took it nearly as well. He began expressing obvious discomfort, and, realizing he had taken more than he should have, asked everyone to get out of the house once they'd sobered up, and headed up to his bedroom to try and sleep it off. He obviously wasn't successful in either of these things, returning maybe half an hour later (time was sort of a fuzzy concept for me that night, for obvious reasons) asking us if he's going to be okay. We try to reassure him, but weren't really that successful. He lies down on the floor and starts rambling a bit. Unfortunately, everybody's kinda fucked up and not in any position to help get him back to a better place - and none of us had experience in the matter anyway. Anyway, this guy I've known for about 5 years, we'll call him Mike, was kinda drunk and obviously stoned. Keeps his weed in his camera bag (he's a film student) which he had with him for obvious reasons. Tom is, by now, in a pretty dark place, best I can tell, at one point asking if the government was full of evil people who wanted to kill him. Mike, thinking it'd be funny to film the incident and show it to Tom in the morning. Tom, the kid on shrooms who's having paranoid thoughts. I'm tripping balls at this point, but managed to get close enough to the Earth to tell him to turn the camera off. I then proceeded to take him upstairs and bitch him out for the whole thing - mostly in Spanish, an odd habit I have when fucked up. Had to repeat the whole tirade in a language he could understand, quite the chore for someone who was moments before staring at the stairs and thinking about how fucking awesome the looked.

tl;dr - friend was freaking out on mushrooms, having and vocalizing paranoid thoughts, other friend thought it'd be a good idea to film him freaking out.

[–]RodneyDangerfuck 1 point2 points ago

smoke hash

[–]cabbageface -1 points0 points ago

also, i discovered there was a rather large tick implanted in my scalp O.O