cebby
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I'm writing this in retrospect of my first time doing DXM. I am 23, male, 200 lbs in very good shape. My drug of choice is definitely oxycodone, but decided to try something different.
It started on a Monday night. I work third shift, so the time is about midnight, and I had just gotten to work. I already realize this night is going to drag so, feeling tired, I decided to go home at around 12:30 AM. On my way home I remember that I have an 8 oz. bottle of Tussin extra strength in my car. I get home, take it inside, and sit down and begin reading about dosages.
1:15AM. I find out that half the bottle (375mg) would be a good place to start. I gulp down 4 oz... doesn't taste too bad. Open up world of warcraft and put on some music. About 5 minutes later, I drink the rest of the bottle. After this point, I have no idea about time and become completely disconnected from reality.
Before I know it, I'm beginning to trip hard. I am laying on the floor with a pillow over my head, listening to music with my eyes closed, seeing some VERY strange but very cool objects floating across the visual plane. Lots of colors and shapes. This keeps me occupied for what feels like hours. And in reality, it ended up being close to 5 hours because then I realize that it's beginning to get light out. So at this point, it must be around 5-6AM.
I begin talking to a random person from California on World of Warcraft. I tell him what I took..and I remember telling him repeatedly that 'I don't know what the hell is going on' and being very confused. He gives me his phone # for whatever reason and I decide to go outside to call him. Walking is very difficult, I am stumbling all over the place. I rememeber it feeling like a combination of being very drunk and very confused. I make it outside to my car, sit in my car, and call him up on my cell phone. I keep telling him that I have no idea what the hell is going on, what day it is, or what time it is. I hang up with him and call a friend from work and proceed to tell him the same thing. He sounds worried and I assure him that I'm ok. I get off the phone and stumble back inside the house.
At this point my mom is awake(I live at home) and immediately notices something is amiss. She asks me what's up and I just tell her nothing. She assumes I am drunk. I am very talkative at this point, but I know I am slurring my words like a fool. She decides to take me out to get some fresh air.. so we hop in my car to get it washed because it's a mess. She drives it about 2 miles to the local car wash. I keep telling her to slam on the gas (it's a hooked up Mustang) and she won't do it. I remember her telling me she is disgusted to see me like this.
We get home and the next thing I remember is waking up the following night.
Weird substance.
substancecode_DXM
It started on a Monday night. I work third shift, so the time is about midnight, and I had just gotten to work. I already realize this night is going to drag so, feeling tired, I decided to go home at around 12:30 AM. On my way home I remember that I have an 8 oz. bottle of Tussin extra strength in my car. I get home, take it inside, and sit down and begin reading about dosages.
1:15AM. I find out that half the bottle (375mg) would be a good place to start. I gulp down 4 oz... doesn't taste too bad. Open up world of warcraft and put on some music. About 5 minutes later, I drink the rest of the bottle. After this point, I have no idea about time and become completely disconnected from reality.
Before I know it, I'm beginning to trip hard. I am laying on the floor with a pillow over my head, listening to music with my eyes closed, seeing some VERY strange but very cool objects floating across the visual plane. Lots of colors and shapes. This keeps me occupied for what feels like hours. And in reality, it ended up being close to 5 hours because then I realize that it's beginning to get light out. So at this point, it must be around 5-6AM.
I begin talking to a random person from California on World of Warcraft. I tell him what I took..and I remember telling him repeatedly that 'I don't know what the hell is going on' and being very confused. He gives me his phone # for whatever reason and I decide to go outside to call him. Walking is very difficult, I am stumbling all over the place. I rememeber it feeling like a combination of being very drunk and very confused. I make it outside to my car, sit in my car, and call him up on my cell phone. I keep telling him that I have no idea what the hell is going on, what day it is, or what time it is. I hang up with him and call a friend from work and proceed to tell him the same thing. He sounds worried and I assure him that I'm ok. I get off the phone and stumble back inside the house.
At this point my mom is awake(I live at home) and immediately notices something is amiss. She asks me what's up and I just tell her nothing. She assumes I am drunk. I am very talkative at this point, but I know I am slurring my words like a fool. She decides to take me out to get some fresh air.. so we hop in my car to get it washed because it's a mess. She drives it about 2 miles to the local car wash. I keep telling her to slam on the gas (it's a hooked up Mustang) and she won't do it. I remember her telling me she is disgusted to see me like this.
We get home and the next thing I remember is waking up the following night.
Weird substance.
substancecode_DXM
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