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Biggest Buzz Kills

Biggest buzz kill is when you and your mates are sat in the living room all off your faces and then all of a sudden the Filth are smashing down your front door.
Bastards.
 
dropping your only syringe on the carpet and the needle sticks straight in :/

having drugs but not having a lighter/matches

sucking in the whole crack rock through the straight shooter

shitting yourself the instant you inject cocaine

getting pulled over, swallowing all your drugs and the cop just hands you a ticket and doesnt even search you or your car

smoking weed with someone who has a panic attack and thinks they are about to die

having a friend bring over some crack that doesnt even smoke, at all

missing a shot

coughing into a bowl filled to the brim with weed

drunk crying girls

sitting next to someone who just pissed themselves
 
Paranoia when smoking bud is a notable one. SMoke a blunt, then start trippin doing conspiracy theories and listenin in on sounds and 30 min lats your sober as a stone lol
 
Biggest buzz kill is when that dam sun comes up, closely followed by cops, and annoying people.
 
When I was in HS this kid made me get my mom cause he was having some psychosomatic freakout/panic attack from weed and Prozac, and thought he was dying. We were watching a movie and he made me turn it off, get him water and food, hold his hand and walk around in circles with him... He's mentally ill though so I let it slide.

The first time I did shrooms my friend had a seizure and bashed his head of a rock, god that was awful. Dude was a tank though and didn't do anything about it, I asked him if he need to go to the hospital because blood came out his nose, ear, and he had a black eye.
 
Annoying people, police, a OD and violence/stupid arguments or a accident where someone gets injured. Having to listen to some shitty music can also be a buzz kill for me. Having to baby sit someone who cant handle their high while trashed myself.
 
one of the worst buzzkills remember was a Friday afternoon in high school, my best bud and I picked up a fat sack and a bunch of other supplies and went back to his parents house where we were all set for the weekend while his rents were away. We were hitting the bong hard and playing Nintendo when his father called, I sat there while my friend listened to 20 minutes straight of instructions, he looked like he wanted to cry-- we had to go to city hall and register his dad's fucking firearms. His dad forgot to do it before leaving and there was no way it could wait, it had to be done that afternoon cause there was some kind of deadline. It was unreal, we were stoned as fuck, I mean we could barely understand English never mind deal with complex tasks, and we had to collect a shitload of important paperwork, then drive through rush hour traffic to the straightest, most cop-filled building in town, and deal with evil bureaucrats in the most uptight department in the city outside of the actual police and courts, which was right next door to town hall

Lol, thought we were never going to survive that ordeal, just parking was hell, my friend's truck was literally surrounded on every side by cop cars. Fuuuuucccckkkkkkk...

That actually sounds like the definition of a buzz-kill. Holy shit...
 
^ haha, damn.

I got one funny one from way back when my homie first started smoking, it was a buzz kill for me but the opposite for him lol... It started off like any other day before school, us chilling and smoking weed at my house. I had a gravity bong set up, and this was his like 4th time smoking maybe after taking a year long break. I loaded up a ffaaattt bowl for myself, the kind that would punch me in the face and I was a pretty seasoned smoker even then. But, he asked for greens and I didn't want to be rude... so, I load it up for him and he takes it to the DOME, instantly coughing loud as fuck for like 10 minutes. I take a few hits but he says he's done... alright, cool lol.. whatever.

But then as we're walking to school, he is tripping the fuck out lol. "Man I'm so fucking high oh fuck.. did you put something in this?" and I was just joking with him and replied "Yeah man, I put some PCP in there". He starts freaking out then, like you can tell something in his mind was broken lol. He says something like "I'm doing flips in my mind man" and just goes on like that for a while. This is when he killed MY buzz, because we were like 100 feet from the school when he said this lmao, and we were 10 minutes late meaning we had to check in at the office. I was so scared we'd get caught I made him split up and come in like 5 minutes after me lol, that fool was ridiculously high...


somehow he made it though lol, he always does. He's a lucky mother fucker, I'll give him that
 
When you fall asleep during your nod like I just did only to wake up a few hours later with your high nearly gone :/ Im so pissed off and this has happned 3 nights in a row coz ive been using anti-histamines to potentate it. Im not doing that anymore...im so angry right now...

Yes! You wake up and its like, "man i paid $xx to go to sleep!" Such a fucking waste of cash and nod. Such a bummer.
 
i was on a lowish dose of mdma 2 nights ago, a few things i perceived as negative already brought me down a few notches and then while i was at a music show at an alleyway where they are not licensed to sell alcohol and your not allowed to consume alley on the street

anyway the cops came and theyr wearing these outfits with fluoro vests and stuff and i immediately thought fuck like everyone here has a beer or some spirits they are going to close down the show, but i think it was prbly mostly psychosomatic although i wasnt really able to control my emotions to not feel REAL buzzkilled after that, the mental mindstate comedown was shite to say the least :|

anyway they didnt do anything prbly bcus they just couldnt be fucked dealing with more paperwork when we werent causing trouble etc but i just didnt enjoy the vibes caused by 5-0
 
Watching footage on TV of police burning illegal drugs.

Especially when the coke's running out...
 
When people call oxy 30s "perc 30s"
People who can't handle weed
People who lie non stop
When people who do oxys tell me to get clean from dope because dope is addicting and oxy isn't
 
When people call oxy 30s "perc 30s"
People who can't handle weed
People who lie non stop
When people who do oxys tell me to get clean from dope because dope is addicting and oxy isn't

You should really think about getting clean from dope man.
 
^I'd like to meet the person who honestly believes oxy's not addictive!
 
When people call oxy 30s "perc 30s"
People who can't handle weed
People who lie non stop
When people who do oxys tell me to get clean from dope because dope is addicting and oxy isn't

Yeah that whole "perc 30" nonsense used to irk me as well, but, it's what people call them, so... I just go with it. (shrugs)

As for people that can't handle weed, well, try and cut us some slack; whenever someone offers me some weed, man, I always want to smoke it because I remember a time when I really enjoyed it and it was a good time. But now it just makes me paranoid and anxious, uncomfortable and nervous... so, I usually decline smoking weed these-a-days.
 
Something that sticks with me still was a night when myself and a few friends dosed large amounts of MDMA and mushrooms.
We were all good friends, trusted each other. It felt comfortable and everyone was enjoying themselves, listening to music, talking, staring at the walls, etc.

Maybe 2 hours into dosing I hear what I think is my roommates car pulling into the driveway.
It was. He's drunk as fuck and looked like he'd been crying. Apparently this female we all chilled with had rejected him. Poor baby.
He proceeds to walk into a room full of happily fucked up kids, sneer at everyone, plop himself on the couch and refuse to answer any and all questions. He didn't speak at all, actually.
You could palpably feel the good energy leaving the room and I knew others felt it because smiles were fading, people were getting uncomfortable, moving around.
So, to make things even more horrific, he pulls out his pocket knife and without saying a word begins to carve his arm up and bleed everywhere.
One of the girls there screamed something I don't remember and ran and locked herself in the bathroom. Someone eventually escorted him to his room but he had absolutely destroyed any and all positivity.
We redosed, tried to "fix" things but he fucked it all up for some look at me type drama. Fucking prick.
 
Something that sticks with me still was a night when myself and a few friends dosed large amounts of MDMA and mushrooms.
We were all good friends, trusted each other. It felt comfortable and everyone was enjoying themselves, listening to music, talking, staring at the walls, etc.

Maybe 2 hours into dosing I hear what I think is my roommates car pulling into the driveway.
It was. He's drunk as fuck and looked like he'd been crying. Apparently this female we all chilled with had rejected him. Poor baby.
He proceeds to walk into a room full of happily fucked up kids, sneer at everyone, plop himself on the couch and refuse to answer any and all questions. He didn't speak at all, actually.
You could palpably feel the good energy leaving the room and I knew others felt it because smiles were fading, people were getting uncomfortable, moving around.
So, to make things even more horrific, he pulls out his pocket knife and without saying a word begins to carve his arm up and bleed everywhere.
One of the girls there screamed something I don't remember and ran and locked herself in the bathroom. Someone eventually escorted him to his room but he had absolutely destroyed any and all positivity.
We redosed, tried to "fix" things but he fucked it all up for some look at me type drama. Fucking prick.

Hmm, wow. That same exact thing happend to me while at a party. Kid just started carving his arm up. I was like Wtf o_O ...
I'd ask for your name, but your from CT, and I'm from NJ, so I doubt we would know eachother.
 
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