mushrooms won't FRICKING WEAR OFF

My brother, it's only been 45 minutes.

IT'S BEEN 8 FRICKING HOURS, I HAVEN'T SLEPT ALL NIGHT, I HAVE A DOCTOR'S APPOINTMENT IN A COUPLE HOURS AND MY PUPILS ARE RIDICULOUSLY DILATED

lmao dont blame the shrooms because that's bad planning

or so i've heard because drugs r bad

Why would you take shrooms 10 hours before a doctor's appointment? lmao

You're literally going to die

eat more. Drink vodka.

Always have landing gear. Can you get your hands on any alcohol? It'll at least dull the effects

Shrooms last very long. Better to start at noon and have nothing planned for the day and it'll be chill

Always budget 16hrs for a trip my dude

is it too late to try candy flipping?

This is me but with the acid I took in 2012

Mushrooms should only last like 6 hours. If you can't sleep I'd just transition to coffee, sleep is for kitties, you'll sober up. Watch some Korean incest sibling vids on Youtube shorts.

Drink some orange juice and relax so they don't think you have hypertension

Whiskey is what kills the chromatic dragon, brother.

Look up HPPD

It's over

Neighbor you always give yourself a 16 hour window when doing edibles. This is your fault.

Take benzos. Get drunk. Vomit. There are lots of ways to come down.

You will never be a real wumao. You have no citizenship, you have no allegiance, you have no pay. You are a commie twisted by laziness and cute twinkry into a crude mockery of the state's perfection.

All the "validation" you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your "friends" laugh at your r-slurred shitposting behind closed doors.

Chinese are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed them to sniff out fatties with incredible efficiency. Even Americans who are "thin" look uncanny and unnatural to a Chinese. Your weight is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a job in China, they'll turn tail and bolt the second they experience your deranged, schizophrenic ranting.

You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself you're winning, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it'll be too much to bear - you'll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your parents will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They'll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a mutt is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably in America. This is your fate.

This is what you chose. There is no turning back.