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When the drink and benzo hit perfectly, you feel it in your legs. A calm soothing massage like sensation in every fiber of you muscle. It doesn't last long. You can't chase it. It's a perfect feeling you can never find the exact amount of either to replicate. When it comes you sit calmly and enjoy it. When you try to hard to find it you find yourself a drunkard fool talking to everyone and saying nothing. It's a small little piece of beauty that is felt but never seen. Don't chase it, don't wait for it. It will happen on its own schedule and time. When it hits, be thankful and sink into your chair. Keep your mouth shut . That's when the problems start. That's when you lose that 15 minutes of perfection.
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Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 3:26 PM UTC
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When the drink and benzo hit perfectly, you feel it in your legs. A calm soothing massage like sensation in every fiber of you muscle. It doesn't last long. You can't chase it. It's a perfect feeling you can never find the exact amount of either to replicate. When it comes you sit calmly and enjoy it. When you try to hard to find it you find yourself a drunkard fool talking to everyone and saying nothing. It's a small little piece of beauty that is felt but never seen. Don't chase it, don't wait for it. It will happen on its own schedule and time. When it hits, be thankful and sink into your chair. Keep your mouth shut . That's when the problems start. That's when you lose that 15 minutes of perfection.
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Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 3:26 PM UTC
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