DropDeadDevin
Bluelighter
So I have been wanting to try H for the longest time, and yesterday I finally scored some. I headed over to the supplier's house (Who is also a friend) and he showed me the .2 black piece of tar heroin. I was in awe that I was this close to using H. I at this time had been expecting to smoke it because I assumed he did, but as it turned out he shot up. I have never been against shooting up, I just didn't think I had the knowledge to do so, so it never really crossed my mind. But when he asked me if I wanted him to shoot me up, I jumped on the opportunity. He broke off a little over half a point and cooked it in the spoon. I knew this whole process of course, it was finding the vein I thought I would have trouble with by myself. After he cooked it, he drew all that dark liquid into the needle and tied me off. Three... Two... One... the needle was in a vein. He pulled back the plunger, saw the blood, and smoothly injected me with the fluid.
Almost immediately it felt like the peak of a 70mg Vicodin experience. I understood what people meant about the rush and how great it felt. I could now relate to that level. So I enjoyed the effects of the first shot for about an hour, and then he asked me if I wanted another. I said sure, and he prepared it once again. Instead of injecting in the forearm this time, he used the back of my hand. For some reason I didn't really like that, but I also didn't care at the time. He put the needle in, and this time there was a sting when he pushed the fluid in. I told him about it and he said he had probably missed the vein. If I wasn't as high as I was at the time I think I would have cared, but I really didn't at the time. We waited another hour and he prepared one more shot for me. This time he injected it in a vein on the top side of my hand, right where my wrist bends. That was the most comfortable shot of the day (Also the last).
So in short, I finally experienced the high that everyone oh so idolizes, and now I can understand why. It's a pretty great thing, but I have no needles or any accessories for shooting what half point I do have left, so I'm sure I'll just smoke it.
I have to say that the only con I felt was nausea. Man, I threw up so many fucking times ahaha. But I assume it's because of my first time use. Same thing happened with my other opiate experiences.
Almost immediately it felt like the peak of a 70mg Vicodin experience. I understood what people meant about the rush and how great it felt. I could now relate to that level. So I enjoyed the effects of the first shot for about an hour, and then he asked me if I wanted another. I said sure, and he prepared it once again. Instead of injecting in the forearm this time, he used the back of my hand. For some reason I didn't really like that, but I also didn't care at the time. He put the needle in, and this time there was a sting when he pushed the fluid in. I told him about it and he said he had probably missed the vein. If I wasn't as high as I was at the time I think I would have cared, but I really didn't at the time. We waited another hour and he prepared one more shot for me. This time he injected it in a vein on the top side of my hand, right where my wrist bends. That was the most comfortable shot of the day (Also the last).
So in short, I finally experienced the high that everyone oh so idolizes, and now I can understand why. It's a pretty great thing, but I have no needles or any accessories for shooting what half point I do have left, so I'm sure I'll just smoke it.
I have to say that the only con I felt was nausea. Man, I threw up so many fucking times ahaha. But I assume it's because of my first time use. Same thing happened with my other opiate experiences.