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Worst shit i've done was to breathe petrol through a plastic bag. My fuckin hell what a horrible feeling!

I think most of you have done it (sniffing petrol) and know the feeling. But have you kept going until you pass out?

Then, when you wake up again, (and now I havn't even started to describe the hallucinations) it feels like your whole body is being pressed through a 1mm hole. No, the blood. It feels like your blood is being pressed through a 1mm hole with an enormous force.

It feels like your head and circulation of blood are about to explode. And you can't escape. There's no shortcuts, all you can do is to hold your head - So it doesn't explode! - and close your eyes and wait until the pain goes away.

The hallucinations, along with the horrible feeling, creates a living nightmare.

I saw a vibrating net on the ground. My friends were sitting and they looked like chickens and i think one of them actually had chicken wings and was flapping them up and down like crazy.
That seemed normal though, so I didn't bother alot. I couldn't give a crap about anything else either because of the intense feeling of exploding body from inside.
This feeling came and went, you could feel when it was hitting you again and you just thought: No, no not again please nooooo!!

But anyway, i mentioned that i passed out. And during that time i was still awake.
It was a Oobe and i could see the world from underneath. It all looked like it was made of a transparent film/membrane, and under the film was the space. But it was timeless, and a horrible place with living beings trying to eat me alive!

And then i could see my body layin on the ground up there, (because i sinked down) so i panicked and went up again.

And then i woke up. Wtf, it's not over?

Oh my God i'm gunna explode!!!

And i noticed that i was placed inside three big mirrors in a triangle. I looked at the mirror in front of me and i saw my friends laughing at me. One still had chicken wings and just laughed uncontrollably. And then i looked at another mirror and the exact same frequence was played up, like a television screen.

I thought to myself that i had to go out of the triangle, so i started crawling towards a mirror. I couldn't stand up.
I was now at one of the mirrors and the closer i moved towards it, the more it disappeared.
So i put my hand through and it completely disappeared! But i kept crawling and then put my head through. And as my eyes were on the other side of the mirror, the triangle of mirrors disappeared.

Sticking the head through felt like sticking your head up from water. Sound came back and things got more normal.

I was still high as fuck though but at this point i could stand up and walk around, kind of.
This is when i saw the net on the ground. It vibrated in a funny way and objects that were on the ground switched place like someone was just picking them up very fast and switched them.

My legs was also going flapping around to the sides, for every step, it looked like the legs/feets were spazming away a meter!

I found this very funny and i laughed and said to my friends: Oi look, my legs are going crazy flapping and there's a net on the ground, all squares and lines, wow!

And then (here i got a black zone, very bad sense of time) i got more and more normal. It finally started to go away!


Now, that's what happens when you don't stop in time. It's a living hell and it includes pain not from this world!

The "drug" itself are also extremely addictive. The following week i was going out sniffing petrol tanks and going into the forest to get a rush. And i still hated the rush, but i loved it at the same time!
But luckily, i was already addicted to ciggaretts, so i knew that i had to stop, so i did.
If it weren't for the cigarettes, i wouldn't understand how addicted i really was! God knows how it would end.