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You Right Now.......

Also, the usual clonidine, a few gabapentin 100s earlier, since I'm tapering off it, so my doc will give me memantine, FINALLY instead.

If you don't mind my asking, what do you get prescribed gabapentin for? I'm intrigued by it.
 
Blatently more of a gilf and/or other quirk which he wants to keep on the down-low

Thing is he's not the kinky type, we've discussed our fetishes in great detail. He's a simple man with simple desires. She does have a baby.

And he didn't wear a condom.

Thankfully I need to get tested too, so the bromance carries onto the next chapter with our visit to the clinic AFUCKINGSAP!
 
Thing is he's not the kinky type, we've discussed our fetishes in great detail. He's a simple man with simple desires. She does have a baby.

And he didn't wear a condom.

Thankfully I need to get tested too, so the bromance carries onto the next chapter with our visit to the clinic AFUCKINGSAP!

HE didn't wear a condom, and YOU need to get tested. Hmm...

Let's hope you're only pregnant ;)
 
I've needed to get tested long before he showed up in my life.

To be fair it's probably your spawn I'm harbouring in my shitpussy.
 
Smelling the entire length and girth of a joint to confirm the strength since 1989 %)
 
On the rest of your quote (which I can't be arsed to requote on IPad). I've got 33 days to go (hey, who's counting) to have outlived my parents (heart attack and cancer seeing as you asked). Love and cherish the good ones. Murder the bad ones . Life is short. Make the most of it. And you bet there's something like a good and a bad funeral. My parents funerals were shit, seen over by cunts who never knew a second of their lives. My gfs parents funerals were brilliant, seen over by the 5 sisters themselves, no vicar necessary. Humanist funerals ftw. And they're cheaper.

This is a picture of my son's memorial. He was a multi-faceted person if ever there were one. Everyone that knew him was asked to speak if they felt like it and we passed out paper and pens and asked everyone to contribute one word out of all the possible words that came to mind when thinking of their experience of Caleb. I still get those words out and read them. A memorial is for so many things but mostly it is a chance to take comfort together, in the face of that great slamming shut of the door, by remembering the total universe of a person--everything from what a stubborn ass they could be to what a vessel of profound wisdom. It will always be why I love Bluelight--this community knew a lot more about him than many that had known him since early childhood.



Just got back from South America again, Peru and Ecuador, the two countries that will forever have my gratitude for giving me a wild and untamed place to grieve 3 years ago as well as where some of Caleb's ashes will always remain. I took a list of the words with me and remembered, among other memories, how very much he appreciated the beauty of the earth.
 
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This is a picture of my son's memorial. He was a multi-faceted person if ever there were one. Everyone that knew him was asked to speak if they felt like it and we passed out paper and pens and asked everyone to contribute one word out of all the possible words that came to mind when thinking of their experience of Caleb. I still get those words out and read them. A memorial is for so many things but mostly it is a chance to take comfort together in that great slamming shut of the door by remembering the total universe of a person--everything from what a stubborn ass they could be to what a vessel of profound wisdom. It will always be why I love Bluelight--this community knew a lot more about him than many that had known him since early childhood.


What a brilliant idea that is! I might request the same for my memorial, but I fear everyone wouldl choose the same four letter word...

How old was he Herb? We lost a child at birth and that was bad enough, but I can't begin to imagine the hurt when they've been part of your life for years. <3
 
Neuropathic pain, after getting a penetrating joint-tendon injury and subsequent stamping on the joint as it was meant to be healing and left the fuck alone. Had surgery on it, hoping to stop it locking and collapsing and causing me constant pain, it collapses a lot less but otherwise no luck with that, failure on the whole, and still in constant pain bar a shitton of opioids. Limits my mobility, always stiff and sore, and to add to that catalog of dog shit on a stick, the surgery damaged a nerve or nerves supplying both the calf muscle and the side of my leg, meaning I suffer from constant paraesthesia and neuropathic pain, which responds poorly to opioids and NSAIDs/steroids, numbness and I have to take strong muscle relaxers (I'm on 5x 4mg tizanidine/zanaflex a day, often more, to prevent contraction and spasm of my calf, without the corresponding signalling to cause the contraction to cease, basically the cramp from the blackest pits of hell, that never goes away, without heavy doses of damn strong myorelaxants. Helped atm by nitrazepam 5mg BD also, and my taking chlormethiazole doubtless doesn't hurt. So to speak. Happens in my foot on that side too, to the extent i have to sometimes stand and force the foot flat, or sandwich it between two stiff surfaces to stop my toes trying to bend double underneath my foot, bracing it, sort of.
 
@F.U.B.A.R.--Caleb was just three weeks past his twentieth birthday. His life was intense, our life with him was intense. My husband's word was "blessing", mine was "teacher" and his brother's was, "courageous". He was all of those things and much more. I try never to quantify loss or suffering--especially losing a child. Yes, I had 19 years, three weeks and two days to watch my son blossom, struggle, laugh, cry, fall down and get up and fall again and I have felt lucky for every second of that time. Losing a child at birth means that the whole promise of a brand new life--that which we can't help imagining and that which could be--never gets a chance to exist. No matter what the differences in our experience, I am very sorry for your loss.

And as far as the possible four letter word dominating at your future memorial....I bet you would be surprised. I know Caleb would have been.;) <3

@ Limpet; that sounds horrible.I am so sorry.
 
How much is the going rate for re-hashing the oldest joke in EADD?

Eat a dick.


Didnt you just make a poll\thread, re-hashing the same, timeless spadesmum gag?

If i eat a dick, then you must too.

(Shotgun fubars)
 
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No I requested it to not be an option, but I was outsmarted yet again.

Don't worry, I'm flexible enough to eat my own.

I'm willing to share.
 
That's 10p an hour more than you earn.

(...5p to his friends)
Oh you are referring to my temporary unemployed status that was my decision as i was going overseas..then hurt my knee. Try harder. I have been constantly employed since i was 14..thats 31 years. I own my home paid for by my labour. How about you or your alcoholic doss house living self confessed rent boy Sammy G...or that pathalogical lier who runs your no traffic website with her imaginary psychology degree...which she admitted here she does not actually have? Do any of you have a job? Own a house?

Me; i am seeing my old Nurse Unit Manager next week and will be back working in the hospital shortly.

So go back to your no traffic website with your bitter obsessed with Bluelight loser friends as all you do here is troll..
 
Am having trouble sleeping last two nights. Tried pot again. Second time in my life. Doesn't seem to be doing much.
 
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