I used to deal pills and weed. I was also known for being quite messy and the last to go home. I'll make this short, i was that buzzed up from a week of ice that it got to the 5th day of my bender i was taking smacky pills every 20minutes just to get some shut eye. 6th day got to a rave and instead of going hone with the friends i came with went to the day club. That night had a chick look after my like i was a brain dead patient, real classy when i think of it. Anyways ended up having two parties the following day and ended up way down the rabbit hole and the last thing i remember was downing a bottle of Hennessey with a friends younger brother. Next minute im hiding under carpet, lightly chocking a bloke i didnt like and having a confrontation with a group of friends that lead to me crossing this park. Please forgive me for my bad writing/story telling. Anyways wake up in the morning more empty than i have ever felt before... so blank it took me 5 minutes of walking around this strangers lawn till i realized where i was... and when i said i was blank imagine not even having the ability to talk to yourself. It felt like a system reboot where thoughts needed to be installed and slowly came back to me. Found out everyone freaked out and was looking for me. Weird thing is months later I got one of those pre recorded voice calls that doesnt let you get a word in. It went something like im pregnant what are we going to do about this baby... my cousins will come after you etc... i was scared thinking i knocked up some local houso chick when i was paralytic didnt find out for years later that it was my friend being a dick. The fact that im alive has led me to strongly believe in the multiverse... and im that one instance where I've lived through all those near misses