Up And DOWN
Bluelighter
Recently i went to a party, went there with the intention to take one Ecstasy cap and maybe smoke some weed. so i did this, a few hours roll by and someone offers me a line of cocaine. i was at that time sweating profusely, and i knew right then i couldnt handle it at the time. so i told him i would pass. also he was someone i'd never seen and i didnt have a clue if his shit was clean.
anyways, a little while goes by and a friend offers and i accept a bowl of hash/weed. i was on the way down and i thought the night would be over soon, was dead tired from raving and the heat of a giant bonfire, was starting to make some questionable decisions.
more party and a few gulps of Captain Morgan later i was drunk, stoned, rolling, and dumb. another guy comes up to me and asks if he can use a dollar bill, in his hand was a book with 2 lines of cocaine on it. he does one and tells me to do the other one for letting him use my $1 bill. this guy is part of the family of friends i party with, so i gladly accept.
now, i was given everything except the 1 roll i took with me because i was the DJ for the party. so i'm at my computer finding a song and i start to feel REALLY bad. sweating the worst of the whole night, hotter than hell even though it was raining and i was nauseous totally about to lose it. went out into the rain and stuck my head between my legs and thought about kissing my ass goodbye. i felt like i was going to die, not really the level i wanted to be at. i threw up all of the captain and water that was in my stomach along with a bunch of the coke. this continued for an hour or so.
i drank as much water as i could find and stayed in the rain to try to lower my temperature, finally i was able to open my eyes without the world spinning into oblivion and i managed to sober up.
i know mixing cocaine an ecstasy was a terrible idea, but it was like a reaction to do the line. i really don't think that i took even a second to think about the second offer. this is a recurring theme in my life, i don't feel that i am addicted to any one substance. rather addicted to abusing goodies in general.
anyways, a little while goes by and a friend offers and i accept a bowl of hash/weed. i was on the way down and i thought the night would be over soon, was dead tired from raving and the heat of a giant bonfire, was starting to make some questionable decisions.
more party and a few gulps of Captain Morgan later i was drunk, stoned, rolling, and dumb. another guy comes up to me and asks if he can use a dollar bill, in his hand was a book with 2 lines of cocaine on it. he does one and tells me to do the other one for letting him use my $1 bill. this guy is part of the family of friends i party with, so i gladly accept.
now, i was given everything except the 1 roll i took with me because i was the DJ for the party. so i'm at my computer finding a song and i start to feel REALLY bad. sweating the worst of the whole night, hotter than hell even though it was raining and i was nauseous totally about to lose it. went out into the rain and stuck my head between my legs and thought about kissing my ass goodbye. i felt like i was going to die, not really the level i wanted to be at. i threw up all of the captain and water that was in my stomach along with a bunch of the coke. this continued for an hour or so.
i drank as much water as i could find and stayed in the rain to try to lower my temperature, finally i was able to open my eyes without the world spinning into oblivion and i managed to sober up.
i know mixing cocaine an ecstasy was a terrible idea, but it was like a reaction to do the line. i really don't think that i took even a second to think about the second offer. this is a recurring theme in my life, i don't feel that i am addicted to any one substance. rather addicted to abusing goodies in general.

. just don't do it again!