Regretting past copes...

NoHopeNoFear

Tathāgata
I don't know about any of you but I often regret past copes, I often think just being depressed and miserable is better than what I decided to do. Within peak blackpill depression I decided to take 250ug, then a few days later another 250ug and then 200ug after that of acid. All within a two week period. Lots of weed of course. 3 months later 4.5g of shrooms.
I tried to postpone drug use as long as I could and I would literally run 10 miles a day 3 times a week for months strait. In between that body weight exercises.
Obviously the blackpill killed and I'm pretty sure my sense of self died about 2 months ago.
It's got to the point where I question whether physical reality even exists. It's as if whatever constitutes "me" is smothered in deep layers of silence . Occasionally thoughts arise but there are much quieter than they were before.
What a sad life this is, it is literally either jestermaxx and be a bluepilled cuck or be a completely dead and soulless robot. Fuck.
Any copes you regret?
 

Saint Escortcel

Major
I don't know about any of you but I often regret past copes, I often think just being depressed and miserable is better than what I decided to do. Within peak blackpill depression I decided to take 250ug, then a few days later another 250ug and then 200ug after that of acid. All within a two week period. Lots of weed of course. 3 months later 4.5g of shrooms.
I tried to postpone drug use as long as I could and I would literally run 10 miles a day 3 times a week for months strait. In between that body weight exercises.
Obviously the blackpill killed and I'm pretty sure my sense of self died about 2 months ago.
It's got to the point where I question whether physical reality even exists. It's as if whatever constitutes "me" is smothered in deep layers of silence . Occasionally thoughts arise but there are much quieter than they were before.
What a sad life this is, it is literally either jestermaxx and be a bluepilled cuck or be a completely dead and soulless robot. Fuck.
Any copes you regret?
I regret eating loads of chocolate getting fat lol and maybe drug use but it was fun i guess i wish id spent my money ob escorts instead of drugs tbh
 

Saint Escortcel

Major
I don't know about any of you but I often regret past copes, I often think just being depressed and miserable is better than what I decided to do. Within peak blackpill depression I decided to take 250ug, then a few days later another 250ug and then 200ug after that of acid. All within a two week period. Lots of weed of course. 3 months later 4.5g of shrooms.
I tried to postpone drug use as long as I could and I would literally run 10 miles a day 3 times a week for months strait. In between that body weight exercises.
Obviously the blackpill killed and I'm pretty sure my sense of self died about 2 months ago.
It's got to the point where I question whether physical reality even exists. It's as if whatever constitutes "me" is smothered in deep layers of silence . Occasionally thoughts arise but there are much quieter than they were before.
What a sad life this is, it is literally either jestermaxx and be a bluepilled cuck or be a completely dead and soulless robot. Fuck.
Any copes you regret?
This physical reality isnt real man
 

NoHopeNoFear

Tathāgata
KhhvForEternity said:
I don't know about any of you but I often regret past copes, I often think just being depressed and miserable is better than what I decided to do. Within peak blackpill depression I decided to take 250ug, then a few days later another 250ug and then 200ug after that of acid. All within a two week period. Lots of weed of course. 3 months later 4.5g of shrooms.
I tried to postpone drug use as long as I could and I would literally run 10 miles a day 3 times a week for months strait. In between that body weight exercises.
Obviously the blackpill killed and I'm pretty sure my sense of self died about 2 months ago.
It's got to the point where I question whether physical reality even exists. It's as if whatever constitutes "me" is smothered in deep layers of silence . Occasionally thoughts arise but there are much quieter than they were before.
What a sad life this is, it is literally either jestermaxx and be a bluepilled cuck or be a completely dead and soulless robot. Fuck.
Any copes you regret?
I regret eating loads of chocolate getting fat lol and maybe drug use but it was fun i guess i wish id spent my money ob escorts instead of drugs tbh
Drugs are a great cope initially but really fuck you long term
 

NoHopeNoFear

Tathāgata
KhhvForEternity said:
I don't know about any of you but I often regret past copes, I often think just being depressed and miserable is better than what I decided to do. Within peak blackpill depression I decided to take 250ug, then a few days later another 250ug and then 200ug after that of acid. All within a two week period. Lots of weed of course. 3 months later 4.5g of shrooms.
I tried to postpone drug use as long as I could and I would literally run 10 miles a day 3 times a week for months strait. In between that body weight exercises.
Obviously the blackpill killed and I'm pretty sure my sense of self died about 2 months ago.
It's got to the point where I question whether physical reality even exists. It's as if whatever constitutes "me" is smothered in deep layers of silence . Occasionally thoughts arise but there are much quieter than they were before.
What a sad life this is, it is literally either jestermaxx and be a bluepilled cuck or be a completely dead and soulless robot. Fuck.
Any copes you regret?
This physical reality isnt real man
It fucking better not be. I sometimes hope I'm just some alien creature having a really bad nightmare and I wake up
 

crippledman.287

Incels.Net Master
I don't know about any of you but I often regret past copes, I often think just being depressed and miserable is better than what I decided to do. Within peak blackpill depression I decided to take 250ug, then a few days later another 250ug and then 200ug after that of acid. All within a two week period. Lots of weed of course. 3 months later 4.5g of shrooms.
I tried to postpone drug use as long as I could and I would literally run 10 miles a day 3 times a week for months strait. In between that body weight exercises.
Obviously the blackpill killed and I'm pretty sure my sense of self died about 2 months ago.
It's got to the point where I question whether physical reality even exists. It's as if whatever constitutes "me" is smothered in deep layers of silence . Occasionally thoughts arise but there are much quieter than they were before.
What a sad life this is, it is literally either jestermaxx and be a bluepilled cuck or be a completely dead and soulless robot. Fuck.
Any copes you regret?
Where did you buy these stuff?
 

NoHopeNoFear

Tathāgata
KhhvForEternity said:
I don't know about any of you but I often regret past copes, I often think just being depressed and miserable is better than what I decided to do. Within peak blackpill depression I decided to take 250ug, then a few days later another 250ug and then 200ug after that of acid. All within a two week period. Lots of weed of course. 3 months later 4.5g of shrooms.
I tried to postpone drug use as long as I could and I would literally run 10 miles a day 3 times a week for months strait. In between that body weight exercises.
Obviously the blackpill killed and I'm pretty sure my sense of self died about 2 months ago.
It's got to the point where I question whether physical reality even exists. It's as if whatever constitutes "me" is smothered in deep layers of silence . Occasionally thoughts arise but there are much quieter than they were before.
What a sad life this is, it is literally either jestermaxx and be a bluepilled cuck or be a completely dead and soulless robot. Fuck.
Any copes you regret?
Where did you buy these stuff?
I have a burn out friend who knows a lot of drug dealers. You can find local drug dealers on social media, snapchat mostly. Some on instagram.
 

Lordgoro

MAD as a Hatter!
I don't know about any of you but I often regret past copes, I often think just being depressed and miserable is better than what I decided to do. Within peak blackpill depression I decided to take 250ug, then a few days later another 250ug and then 200ug after that of acid. All within a two week period. Lots of weed of course. 3 months later 4.5g of shrooms.
I tried to postpone drug use as long as I could and I would literally run 10 miles a day 3 times a week for months strait. In between that body weight exercises.
Obviously the blackpill killed and I'm pretty sure my sense of self died about 2 months ago.
It's got to the point where I question whether physical reality even exists. It's as if whatever constitutes "me" is smothered in deep layers of silence . Occasionally thoughts arise but there are much quieter than they were before.
What a sad life this is, it is literally either jestermaxx and be a bluepilled cuck or be a completely dead and soulless robot. Fuck.
Any copes you regret?
I regret too much money spent on BAD escorts, lousy ones who make it KNOWN they dont like it!! VERY FEW good ones here
 

NoHopeNoFear

Tathāgata
KhhvForEternity said:
I don't know about any of you but I often regret past copes, I often think just being depressed and miserable is better than what I decided to do. Within peak blackpill depression I decided to take 250ug, then a few days later another 250ug and then 200ug after that of acid. All within a two week period. Lots of weed of course. 3 months later 4.5g of shrooms.
I tried to postpone drug use as long as I could and I would literally run 10 miles a day 3 times a week for months strait. In between that body weight exercises.
Obviously the blackpill killed and I'm pretty sure my sense of self died about 2 months ago.
It's got to the point where I question whether physical reality even exists. It's as if whatever constitutes "me" is smothered in deep layers of silence . Occasionally thoughts arise but there are much quieter than they were before.
What a sad life this is, it is literally either jestermaxx and be a bluepilled cuck or be a completely dead and soulless robot. Fuck.
Any copes you regret?
I regret too much money spent on BAD escorts, lousy ones who make it KNOWN they dont like it!! VERY FEW good ones here
They have one job, not a hard one at that, they may as well do it right.
 
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