Citation: Zhangjiajie. "Walking and Walking and Talking and Talking: An Experience with Methamphetamine (exp111071)". Erowid.org. Nov 8, 2017. erowid.org/exp/111071
Bad Meth Trip
To make a long story short, I met this random guy he was pretty cool and we talked and he said he had meth and he was willing to share some with me. (I did meth before.)
He came back with a bag of meth we snorted lines at the outside of the library in Sacramento and we just talked and talked and talked and talked and talked and smoked and smoked and talked. We was walking all over town and by the time it was 3 in the morning we were STILL walking and walking and talking and talking. At this point I was so messed up. I literally couldn't keep my mouth shut, usually I'm very quiet and withdrawn. But that night it was like everything I hold back literally just came out.
Anyway to make a long story short the dude got angry at me for losing his headphones and he went from being a cool guy to mean, almost scary. He told me to shut up but I couldn't stop talking. He called me a stupid bitch and at the point I was afraid he was going to hurt me. I looked at his face and I'll never forget the look on his face. He looked totally beat up and tired, just ugly. I mean when I met him he was attractive but gosh that night while tweaking HARD on meth he looked beat up. He tried to take my phone but I wasnt going to let that happen. He walked away from me and I remember just running. I had no idea where I was at. It was 4 in the morning and I was high as hell. I remember asking people for help they looked at me like I was crazy (which I was) and I went off on the lady and kept running.
Eventually (thank god) I made it to a street where I recognized. I then start talking on my phone saying shit like I have made it, we are saved or something like that. By this point I was hallucinating. I was seeing colors and I was hearing this noise, VERY hard to explain but it was like a scary long monotone key note just ringing in my ears, my brain, my mind. It lasted for HOURS. Also by the time I made it to my college dorm I was seeing intense flashy colors right before my eyes in the dark trying not to
wake my roommates up..
I haven't seen that guy ever again and that was not the last time I got messed up on Crystal meth.
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