ComradeSharkfucker

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Cake day: July 7th, 2023

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  • 13 instances 350 communities and 81 users

    Some instances and communities don’t exist anymore. Many of the instances and communities aren’t in my language. Many of the communities are porn, ai, or sports related which I am typically not interested in. Most of the users are people who engaged in posting that annoyed me or we regularly got into arguments that went no where. Also their alts which are sometimes numerous. Pugjesus and CM002 (or something like that) are great examples. FlyingSquid as well though he is long gone

    I block things pretty liberally because it makes lemmy a more enjoyable place and I waste less times getting into useless arguments.







  • I was in portland and hadn’t smoked weed in a 2 months. Had some friends over and went out to a small punk bar down the street. Drank, had some fries, listen to music, good times etc. Anyway we all have a bit much but I honestly felt pretty alright, not too drunk but some of my friends were. We got back to the apartment and i went out on the porch to smoke a joint after like another 30 minutes of chatting. It took maybe a minute or two and less than a quarter of the joint before I realized how badly I fucked up. I’d been crossed many times before and other than once it hadn’t been an issue. I was certain I was sober enough to handle a joint but I was a fool. I came in, super nonchalant, silently walked my way past everyone and laid down on the bed to try and stabilize the world. Their conversations flitted in and out of existence. Someone came in the room and spoke to me but they were almost as fucked up as I was and I couldn’t understand them or speak. I just wanted them to leave but if I moved or tried to speak I knew it would be over. Some time later my partner came in and I managed to speak the words, “bucket, I need a bucket” before leaning over the side of the bed and gagging. Thankfully very little of it got on the ground because she is very fast and I was puking very slow. It was fucking awful though. I hadn’t felt that bad since I first ripped a dab pen in high school.

    Every one of us ended up puking that night lmao. What a surreal experience. We found someone naked on the bathroom floor, the room was filled with steam because they turned on a shower but didn’t get in.







  • Only when I am particularly sleep deprived which is more common for me than most people. It’s usually auditory hallucinations like hearing my name called from another room but I can get some visual hallucinations as well. The visuals are very rare but its normally movement in my peripheral or seeing small objects that aren’t there at a second glance.

    Edit: oh also I have HPPD so sometimes textures move when they shouldn’t. The shape of enclosed environments can expand and contract while distant objects can sometimes grow or shrink. It’s weird but not distressing. I also get these tiny electric purple hexagons that appear mostly when I smoke but sometimes when I am sober.