I grew up in a private Christian school, and there were no classes about how drugs were bad, there were never talk of drugs at all. Up until 8th grade, (aside from some bits and pieces of drug references throughout my childhood that I have finally pieced together) all I really knew about was alcohol, and no more than my parents having some wine or my dad having a beer with his friends. I left private school for a better, more "broadening" education, according to my parents. Well the first friend I made, was extremely addicted to bars. I wasn't even addicted to cigarette at this point. Well he smoke, drank, pills, stuff that I hadn't even imagined doing. And it wasn't when I met him that I got into all this stuff, but a few months later, after having unintentionally made friend with drug dealers and various drug, self-proclaimed, "enthusiasts", a friend that I've had all the way through childhood, asked me if I could get him some weed, and he offered to let me smoke for free if I got him the connection... Well, easy enough, I got his weed, and I smoked for my first time when I was 15. First time I was drunk was when I was 15, started smoking and drinking, started smoking cigarettes because those menthols are just so damn delicious when you're high. That school year ended, a whole summer of getting drunk and smoking weed goes by... We go back to school, and the friend that asked me to buy the bud, started dealing bud, bars, addy's. If only I was into bars and addy's back then. Well, I just kinda helped him find customers for everything. I'd sometimes go 50/50 for some profit when I was low on cash. Well around the time I turn 16, I find out about triple c's, because this anti-drug shit came to town. Well, what better idea than to try it? Well a few weeks pass, and someone snitched me out about buying triple c's and helping my friend deal. Big drug bust goes down at my school, and me and 7 of my friends get expelled. I get sent to this, correctional school? Where we dress professional, and have clean haircuts, and here I met this kid who was expelled for possession and paraphernalia. One of those, "I smoke, I drink, I do my thing" kind of people. Well, sending me to this school just opened me up to all kinds of new connections. Connections i'd never dreamed of. Beans, Roxy's, acid. bad idea to send me here. He got me my first beans. But I'm pretty sure they were dirty as shit, because I didn't feel much off of them. Well, this school year ends and I'd been too poor to afford anything. I'm always buying bud. That's always been my constant, Mary has been there for me. Well I'm at this little house/birthday party with some bands playing, and my friend (one of the ones expelled) tells me to follow him. We meet up with some other people and get in this dudes car. He's asking what everyone wants and my friend tells him a hit of Bromo. I asked him what it was... Bromo DragonFLY. Well, I had some money, so I bought a hit (I was under the impression it was relatively similar to acid). So, school starts up again, so I have no time to take this Bromo, I'm stuck at home all day on virtual school with my fucking sobriety. Well, I'm out chilling at this outside mall place a few weeks later and I told my friend I still had it, and he convinced my to take it, since I wasn't gonna be home for a few hours and when I was gonna get home my parents were gonna be asleep anyways. So I take it, and it takes like 3 hours to fully kick. At this point my friend realized he forgot to tell me that it's not acid, it's in the ecstasy "family" somehow. And that had to be my all time favorite drug, holy crap. It made everything so, just, indescribable, it was all scary, but funny, but it was the most amazing thing ever. Well, it made literally everything feel good, so I picked up a chair, and exclaimed, "This chair is better than my girlfriend, because it has more holes." And then I tried to fuck it. Then my friend made me go home so i wouldn't get arrested for doing something stupid. I'm not sure if the Bromo acted how it did because I drank, smoked and had one of those 5 hour energy boosts, before I put the hit on my tongue, but it is the single greatest drug ever.
That would be my drug story.
I'm writing this in 60 mg of adderall.
. Figured people would understand why I listed it as I did but I guess people aren't mind readers. As I said I started researching, well I did each drug as it appealed to me the most. I didn't do them as they were available, hence why I waited for psychedelics cause they never really caught my eye, never pulled me in till I got older.
