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A bad Blackout

Six days of drinking, partial insanity, I drink ketamine, and I slip from reality. My eyes feel like they have sand in them, my ears, mouth, nose, too. oh shit... they do. Why am I paralysed? Why can't I move? I've been rolled up in plastic... what the fuck did I do? On a beach in Cambodia, thrown under a stage, after I fell in a K-hole, and emerged the next day. The pain is too much, I pass out willingly. Wake up and I'm drowning... Water is killing me. I cling to the ladder, my strength starts to wane. I try to scream help me, Then blackout again. I wake up in a rowboat, cooked by the sun. Skin crimson and blistered, oh, what have I done? My ankle is broken, no wallet no phone, I beg for a ride, please just take me home. The kind stranger helps me, drops me at my hotel. I swallow five valium and escape from this hell.
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