Rattling from a suboxone taper, remedied earlier by a tiny bit of MXE and some benzos, and later by silly amounts of plugged and (briefly) smoked MDPV and now some MDMA which I'm wondering why I took. Tsk.
But now, the bigger choice - attempt a night out and risk arrest, or visit the late-night offy in this state? Is it best to leave it till the drunks are all dispersed, or to go now and just possibly catch the eye of some pissed-up, troubled floozy who 'likes drugs' enough to accompany a genuine nutcase home, despite how bad it might feel tomorrow for us both?
I think mugging's the more immediate danger. Though I do this all the time, like.
Tooled up? Though that's the 'risk of arrest' thing again, without the sociable angle. Cool though.
Much
to Marmz too, though I sent some earlier. I hadn't stuck ecstasy up my bum then though, had I? Keep strong, and hopefully this forum helps prop you up, because you do a lot for others. You've helped me through some pretty dark times; wish I could return the favour. Best I can do is lecherous text messages about women on public transport, or 4am sympathy appeals / sentimental 'profound' tosh, depending on drug of choice.
Oh fuck, this forum has yet to experience me loved-up. I assure you, I'd be better logging out now and attempting to foist myself on some hapless students.
Where's my PM, you fucked-up porridge-woman? Had I got it together you would have received an hysterical communication or two over the weekend. Be glad I'm untogether. For once. Maybe not for all that long. We'll see. I know my reply took ages, but that's because I don't like being found out like that.
I'd call you every misogynist name I could think of if I could muster the bitterness. Can't though. Hope all's well with you and Uncle Fergie.
I cleared a hipster bar today, which is seemingly what I've just done to Gibberings. Albeit silently. With nothing but leather, a vaguely thuggish air, a visible rattle and a Stones bio. John Wayne needed a swagger and a gun. The pussy.
But now, the bigger choice - attempt a night out and risk arrest, or visit the late-night offy in this state? Is it best to leave it till the drunks are all dispersed, or to go now and just possibly catch the eye of some pissed-up, troubled floozy who 'likes drugs' enough to accompany a genuine nutcase home, despite how bad it might feel tomorrow for us both?
I think mugging's the more immediate danger. Though I do this all the time, like.
Tooled up? Though that's the 'risk of arrest' thing again, without the sociable angle. Cool though.
Much
to Marmz too, though I sent some earlier. I hadn't stuck ecstasy up my bum then though, had I? Keep strong, and hopefully this forum helps prop you up, because you do a lot for others. You've helped me through some pretty dark times; wish I could return the favour. Best I can do is lecherous text messages about women on public transport, or 4am sympathy appeals / sentimental 'profound' tosh, depending on drug of choice. Oh fuck, this forum has yet to experience me loved-up. I assure you, I'd be better logging out now and attempting to foist myself on some hapless students.
Eadd's not eadd without Marmz
Knock I'm glad I didn't catch wiff of you earlier in our BL history, I'd probably have stalked and worn you down...aka like I did to felix 8)
Where's my PM, you fucked-up porridge-woman? Had I got it together you would have received an hysterical communication or two over the weekend. Be glad I'm untogether. For once. Maybe not for all that long. We'll see. I know my reply took ages, but that's because I don't like being found out like that.
I'd call you every misogynist name I could think of if I could muster the bitterness. Can't though. Hope all's well with you and Uncle Fergie.
I cleared a hipster bar today, which is seemingly what I've just done to Gibberings. Albeit silently. With nothing but leather, a vaguely thuggish air, a visible rattle and a Stones bio. John Wayne needed a swagger and a gun. The pussy.
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