Sorry to bump an old thread but its exactly this. Then you have to listen to the fuckers go on on and on about their awesome or super bad upbringing or lifestyles for hours on hours. Or you have the paratroopers like you mentioned.
Actually personally know three separate woman who hung themselves in same small city, all were heavy speedfreaks.
I can't stand the drug at all. I'm under 30, I like to think I had access to much better alternatives that make a spin trip utter brutalness. Wouldn't wish it on my worse enemy.
Its Sunday 3:11am, I was sold a half G of supposed "preemo" coke on the Friday at bout 6pm, first small tab tasted of nothing but speed no numbness but it came from somebody close, very close, who I wouldn't of thought would have done me over after being clean for many years, you'd think they'd want you too have a good time. It's almost like he knew the speed is my worst nightmare and was jealous of me or something, I'll get too more of that soon.
Yeah was definitely heavily cut with speed it's nearly 3 days later and I'm still motoring like fuck. Someone he knew recently got an Oz of "really" good coke and he was able to cut it 3/1 he was over the moon about proclaiming to people too btw(lmao)
Someone else got 1.5 off him later and had a bump and it was defo more cokey. I've been 100% stitched up. We went on to buy another g between us as I thought it would be the "better" cokier stuff again which it was.
Finished all the blow at 4am Friday but 5am I was dying ordered food sometime in the am and ate that. Lay with extreme right temple pulsing throbbing pain for 2 hours. Was seriously thinking about going to A&E. Went too the shops at 12:30pm Saturday which was brutal in itself and by the time I left the shop at about 1pm Saturday I was absolutely longing again for absofuckinlutely no apparent reason after feeling absolutely miserable and down and depressed. Nose was well and truly flushed and clean many hours before so had nothing to do with that.
All I can guess was I either literally took this pricks word for it that it was coke and he's spiked me with speed to be an evil bastard. Hes the jealous type, always complaining how he had it so better drug wise, so harder life wise, so smarter sense wise. Guys a genius. So against my better judgement after many many years off it. (I fuckin knew it was speed I just wanted it to be coke)((do I give him the benefit of the doubt and the half I had asked for was maybe forgotten about and he just palmed me a half of speed out of kindness, knowing my issues with it?))
All I know is I've been mugging myself off on Facebook all weekend wired too the moon, not one wink of tiredness apart from when the real coke wore off. Cunt probably has me on their lure delighted that one of his own who earned all his peers respect for getting clean, was back on a bender again making an arse of himself which would of never happened with a cheeky half g of even council coke or preemo coke.
Wicked mate, this is someone very very close to me. Out of the bit I had left I racked up some lines when we got home and he deliberately knocks a beer on them. My mate even said it to me later so I know it wasn't just me thinking it.
Speed freaks are twisted cunts, aot of their minds are just pure fucked. Self centered scumbag. Not even a family deal and hounding ya for that extra one on tic even though it's your last.
These speed freaks are the type to grudge you a couple Val 5s at the end of the night for a come down too!
Even reading this post back, does this seem like a man who snorted at most 2g of cocaine in less than a 12 hour period? I can't even think about sleeping. The paranoia was so intense while dark in the early hours of the Friday but when it kicked in heavy on Saturday again, luckily I've had no paranoia touch wood.
I'd kill for some smack, I bet that's what the cunt wants to begin with, to watch all the respect everyone gives me for being on the gear so young but getting off for a good 6+ years. What other reason do you spike a paranoid ex smack head with spin?
Washing my hands of him after this one. Can't fucking believe my luck, didn't even get shit done. I sat and talked pish on Facebook all day
