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TIFU: Yes I really did...

So yeah, I'm just your regular 17 year old teenager who just wants to try out new shit. Today I was in a ride to my hometown, so decided to get myself a can of good-old zyn. For reference I don't take drugs in anyway, no vape, no cancer sticks, no nothing. The idea was just an ich in the back of my head, wanted to try it out for sometime.

So there I was just listening to my songs, trying out what they call an 'upper-duckie', chilling with a hint of 'what the fuck am I doing with my life' thought... Everything starts out okay-ish. Feeling pretty chill, waiting for the nic to hit, as the weird taste of the pouch coming down my throat, the minty flavoured spit hitting slowly pouring down literally irritating the fuck out of my throat.

SHIT STILL MAKES ME WANNA PUKE AS I THINK ABOUT IT!

Anyways, I go on with the it, not thinking about it much. Suddenly my heart rate start going up! Like it's not just like slowly, it's just like an abrupt jump in heart rate. I start getting worried, what the actual fuck is going on?

Starting sweating like crazy, though my alertness heightened, like I was hearing the voices of everyone's breath, phone taps and what not! I low-key started tweaking, fr fr...

My heart was pounding, and I started feeling crazy nauseous. I took a tissue and spat that fucking pouch out of my throbbing mouth!

Next thing I know, I really wanna fucking puke like shit! I, in the nick of time, grab one of my spare shoppers and PUKE out that shit like never before! I was shaking Like crazy while puking, omg 😭

I still feel sick af 🤢

Quick search on Google tells me that it was most likely a nic overdose, like the fuck?! It was because of the pouch being wet or something... Anyways guys, plz don't do anything shit like this, it was really dumb of me doing such shit. I'm dumb, don't be like me...

FUCK, THAT SHIT STILL MAKES ME WANNA...🤮 UGHHH!!!

TL;DR: yeah so that's my fuck-up, and I'm never EVER going through that shit again 😮‍💨 My first and last nic pouch, EVER!

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