rogerbunny
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Apologies if this is a chore to read, i am off my head as i write this on top quality cocaine, etizolam and alcohol. my spelling is usually pretty good and i am well educated but right now i am a write off.
i just felt like sharing my drug use story as i am alone in my room f**ked up with nothing else to do and ive always fancied writing about the bizarre journey which has laid itself upon me.
i was a quiet nerdy sort of kid at 15 as i turned to 16 my curiosity and rebellious side started to emerge.
my teacher thought of me as an extremely high achiever - which was true until...
at the age of 16 my teachers decided the bunch i was hanging around with where holding me back, they were just average kids nothing bad about them reasonable average achievers also. the teachers decided to move me away from my friends of 7 years and put me sitting on my own at the back row of the class in the hope i would concentrate more on my own and do better. even thought my grades at this time where above average, my friends grades were average or below average.
man im so f**ked up my bottom lip feels numb.
anyway, whilst sat at the back of the class. at this time i was introvert among those i was unfamiliar, impressionable, naive and a follower. which i can assure you is not the case now.
i got in with the wrong crowd, the generic old story.
before long i was 16 years old E'd out of my head in my GCSE exams. This wasnt the first time.
the first time i took E a friend of mine passed me two pills outside of the local shop at break time. now you must remember these were the days when you could get a top quality md bean for 5 quid. i swallowed them down with a gulp of cream soda. i can remember it vividly.
the two guys could believe it, they were in shock, i did it without thinking, i had absolutely no thought at all in my head when i swallowed them two beans.
this was the first time i had ever took ecstasy, i was sat in my english class in front of 30 people coming up so hard, my face was red and flushed, i felt sick and dizzy but at the same time nothing felt better than running my cold shaky hands over my face.
as you can image i made my excused to leave the class (i felt sick) and spent the next two hours sat in the cloak room rushing my tits off with the guy who gave me the pills. i wandered back into the class 4 minutes before it was finished and told my tutor i had been sick and wasnt feeling well, i have no clue how i pulled it off.
In school i would take pills usually at least once a week, this was through the whole of my last year in high school. usually i would do it on a tuesday as we had PE first thing in the morning followed by a french class taught by a supply teacher.
I would always have a fantastic time pilled up in school with all my friends, feeling loved up, the center of attention, everyone wanting to talk to me. i was slowly turning in to a dick, stealing peoples phones to buy pills and weed whilst in school something i regret so badly now it sometimes keeps me awake at night.
of course eventually the teachers caught on, my parents were called into school, i denied it, my parent believed me. until one day i came home after a gcse exam absolutely so fukd. my taxi was waiting outside my school after the exam as thats how i got home with my brother and sister in from the near by primary school and i just couldnt get in it. i hid in the toilets for almost 40 minutes because i was so ruined and then left thinking the taxi was gone, but it was there waiting for me still!! i had no option but to get in and go home, man i was f*cked.
my parents opened the door when the taxi dropped me off and i was ruined, i just couldnt hide it. i tried to say i was tired from the exam and started up the stairs saying i was going to lay down, my eyes were like saucers no colour at all, the next thing i know BAM! a pen is stabbed in my back by my mom!!! she went crazy!
forward 8 years later...
there is still absolute turmoil at home because of my drug use. until recently i would go out on friday and not be seen by my folks until sunday night. at one point i had a 7 days session with no sleep, my employer at the time and my parents called the police thinking something terrible had happened, but in fact i was off my face in the same room for 7 days. i missed Christmas last year, my granddads birthday and two friends funerals because i was fucked up.
ive done everything apart from crack smack and dmt. my right nostril is pretty much collapsed.
I have had a fit before and as i fell smashed my face in on the toilet and pulled the shower off the wall.
one night i was pulled over by the police, i was the passenger. both me and the driver were completely off it. the policeman got the driver out of the car, i had 20 pills on me.
at first i hid them under the seat whilst my mate was being searched, realizing how stupid and selfish this was i put them in my mouth and tried to swallow them! bearing in mind they were wrapped in plastic carrier bag. they would not go down.
the policeman came around to me, shined a light in my eyes and searched me thoroughly. he took my shoes and socks off, and i answered all of his questions whilst 20 piles were under my tongue in plastic! i thought i was about to have heart failure.
at one point i was selling yayo, as you can imagine i was not very good at it. i was parked up on the beach in the dead of night with a pal of mine weighing out a half oz in to 1g bags on a dinner tray on my knee, had scales and the full works all out working away when the police pulled up in the space next to me! i was shaking so much i couldnt even hide it, luckily enough they just shined a torch in the window and drove off.
i am 24 now, would you consider i have a problem? not with any particular drug just a problem with being sober.
the passed week ive been using etiz to get to sleep after a few lines, and having a small line in the morning to wake me up, as well as one at dinner time in work annnnnnd the end of the day to get me home.
i have been kicked out of uni twice because of drugs and lost over 7 jobs for not turning in, because of drugs.
do you think i will grow out of it when i find the girl i want, or do i need assistance?
also interested to hear other stories.
Thanks and apologies if this sounds corny just wanted to type
i just felt like sharing my drug use story as i am alone in my room f**ked up with nothing else to do and ive always fancied writing about the bizarre journey which has laid itself upon me.
i was a quiet nerdy sort of kid at 15 as i turned to 16 my curiosity and rebellious side started to emerge.
my teacher thought of me as an extremely high achiever - which was true until...
at the age of 16 my teachers decided the bunch i was hanging around with where holding me back, they were just average kids nothing bad about them reasonable average achievers also. the teachers decided to move me away from my friends of 7 years and put me sitting on my own at the back row of the class in the hope i would concentrate more on my own and do better. even thought my grades at this time where above average, my friends grades were average or below average.
man im so f**ked up my bottom lip feels numb.
anyway, whilst sat at the back of the class. at this time i was introvert among those i was unfamiliar, impressionable, naive and a follower. which i can assure you is not the case now.
i got in with the wrong crowd, the generic old story.
before long i was 16 years old E'd out of my head in my GCSE exams. This wasnt the first time.
the first time i took E a friend of mine passed me two pills outside of the local shop at break time. now you must remember these were the days when you could get a top quality md bean for 5 quid. i swallowed them down with a gulp of cream soda. i can remember it vividly.
the two guys could believe it, they were in shock, i did it without thinking, i had absolutely no thought at all in my head when i swallowed them two beans.
this was the first time i had ever took ecstasy, i was sat in my english class in front of 30 people coming up so hard, my face was red and flushed, i felt sick and dizzy but at the same time nothing felt better than running my cold shaky hands over my face.
as you can image i made my excused to leave the class (i felt sick) and spent the next two hours sat in the cloak room rushing my tits off with the guy who gave me the pills. i wandered back into the class 4 minutes before it was finished and told my tutor i had been sick and wasnt feeling well, i have no clue how i pulled it off.
In school i would take pills usually at least once a week, this was through the whole of my last year in high school. usually i would do it on a tuesday as we had PE first thing in the morning followed by a french class taught by a supply teacher.
I would always have a fantastic time pilled up in school with all my friends, feeling loved up, the center of attention, everyone wanting to talk to me. i was slowly turning in to a dick, stealing peoples phones to buy pills and weed whilst in school something i regret so badly now it sometimes keeps me awake at night.
of course eventually the teachers caught on, my parents were called into school, i denied it, my parent believed me. until one day i came home after a gcse exam absolutely so fukd. my taxi was waiting outside my school after the exam as thats how i got home with my brother and sister in from the near by primary school and i just couldnt get in it. i hid in the toilets for almost 40 minutes because i was so ruined and then left thinking the taxi was gone, but it was there waiting for me still!! i had no option but to get in and go home, man i was f*cked.
my parents opened the door when the taxi dropped me off and i was ruined, i just couldnt hide it. i tried to say i was tired from the exam and started up the stairs saying i was going to lay down, my eyes were like saucers no colour at all, the next thing i know BAM! a pen is stabbed in my back by my mom!!! she went crazy!
forward 8 years later...
there is still absolute turmoil at home because of my drug use. until recently i would go out on friday and not be seen by my folks until sunday night. at one point i had a 7 days session with no sleep, my employer at the time and my parents called the police thinking something terrible had happened, but in fact i was off my face in the same room for 7 days. i missed Christmas last year, my granddads birthday and two friends funerals because i was fucked up.
ive done everything apart from crack smack and dmt. my right nostril is pretty much collapsed.
I have had a fit before and as i fell smashed my face in on the toilet and pulled the shower off the wall.
one night i was pulled over by the police, i was the passenger. both me and the driver were completely off it. the policeman got the driver out of the car, i had 20 pills on me.
at first i hid them under the seat whilst my mate was being searched, realizing how stupid and selfish this was i put them in my mouth and tried to swallow them! bearing in mind they were wrapped in plastic carrier bag. they would not go down.
the policeman came around to me, shined a light in my eyes and searched me thoroughly. he took my shoes and socks off, and i answered all of his questions whilst 20 piles were under my tongue in plastic! i thought i was about to have heart failure.
at one point i was selling yayo, as you can imagine i was not very good at it. i was parked up on the beach in the dead of night with a pal of mine weighing out a half oz in to 1g bags on a dinner tray on my knee, had scales and the full works all out working away when the police pulled up in the space next to me! i was shaking so much i couldnt even hide it, luckily enough they just shined a torch in the window and drove off.
i am 24 now, would you consider i have a problem? not with any particular drug just a problem with being sober.
the passed week ive been using etiz to get to sleep after a few lines, and having a small line in the morning to wake me up, as well as one at dinner time in work annnnnnd the end of the day to get me home.
i have been kicked out of uni twice because of drugs and lost over 7 jobs for not turning in, because of drugs.
do you think i will grow out of it when i find the girl i want, or do i need assistance?
also interested to hear other stories.
Thanks and apologies if this sounds corny just wanted to type
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