Caffeine

[DemonArchangel]

This... this isn't alcohol. Over the course of 15-16 hours, I have consumed 4600 mg of caffeine. That's roughly $38 worth of espresso if anybody cares to know. I can't type straight. I can't think straight. I'm missing letters on the keyboard. The world seems warped to me as my head spins. I'm nauseous, dizzy, my hands are trembling, which would be OK, except I can't think. I really can't. I'm lost, I don't know what do to do. I've seen Satan already. 600 milligrams ago. I saw Satan. He hates me. I'm tearing my ******* skin out. I can't stop itching. Even my eyes itch. My corneas. I feel everything. This is like cocaine, except without the euphoria or even the 70s style glamor associated with snorting the white stuff. My head hurts. I just want to roll over and die. I'm literally bleeding from where I'm scratching. I want to scratch my umm...private parts, but my ******* roommate's in my room. I hate him. I'll be honest. I hate him. I really can't stand the SOB. The only reason I tolerate him is because he knows to leave me alone. My heart won't stop beating out of my chest. I 'm going to die. I swear, I'm going to die. Please. Help me.

Please.

Note: Die= figuratively, not literally. I would only have died literally if I actually took the bottle of crank my friend offered me.