i sometimes think of like disturbing shit that could happen to me out of nowhere. usually at night when im alone i just picture some really scary dead bitch creaping up behind me and like when i was on shrooms the other day my brother was pissed because his car was stuck in the snow and i just kept picturing him punching me in the face over and over. Mostly when im alone at night this shit happens and once it starts i cant stop it its like always in the back of my mind until i like talk to someone or go to bed. wtf
haha nah dude that was the only time that happend to me on shrooms. cuz i never dsaw my brother that pissed or it might of just been because i was trippin so everything was exagerated. he also seemed kinda skitzo... it made mee feel really weird
It passes. I used to have the opposite types of images between about 16/17-20/21 or so. I'd see myself committing horrible acts to the point where I could almost hear a person scream or feel my hands on them. Thought I was crazy. Drugs mixed with hormones will make you feel all kinds of funny. Seriously.
are you having disturbing pictures going through your mind when your about to go to sleep? like sick horror pics?
not really pictures but like i pictue a really scary being like moving towards me, about to like kill me or something
why man? it seems like you are worrying about things like this. like you picture it b/c you are scared of it happening or something. your basically just torturing yourself. the mind is a bitch. you gotta realize you are doing it to yourself, and ask yourself why?
yeah i thought about that and i thught that maybe it could be that im scaraed tha my grandpas ghost is gonna come like haunt me or something. cause he died close to my room. but i think about it and i think that if i saw my grandpas ghost it would be a lovely ecperience bevause i still miss him and i alwasy thought that he died way before his time. Its been about a year and a half since he died and he was in his late 80's and he was still very healthy. he was always reading ecnyclopedias and he insisted on mowing the lawn and raking leaves, but ig uess tahts what kept him in good shape. The only problem was that he was depressed and he thought that if he killed himself he would b releaving my parents of a "choar" or something, he did end up killing himself and i keep thinking that its partly my fault because i would never tell him taht i loved him or anything. sorry about that, i took some speed earlier so i was kinda just writing what i was thinking, but that really took some wheight off my chest, hope u guys can understand where im coming from. i love you nono, rest in peace.
its happening again. theres even two people sleeping in the same room but that does not change a thing
