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Ecstasy - First Time - Greatest Drug Ever
The original post I made WHILE rolling can be found Here.
Intro (Little about me and my drug past)
First a few things about me... I'm 18 years old, about 5 foot 10 and 132 pounds. I'm a very lightweight for the most part, just 3 or 4 hits of a blunt will have me BAKED, with alcohol being the only exception (because I party and drink a lot more than anyone should.)
Drugs have always been a love-hate relationship with me that's very hard to explain. I always want drugs, but when I'm on them it doesn't make me feel any better (this is mainly for marijuana.) I have smoked weed from absolute dirt all the way to straight dense and purple cotton candy nuggets from heaven, the problem is they all make me feel the same... tired.
When I first started smoking weed, JESUS did I ever love it. I was only about 12 at the time and had to go search Google "how do you smoke weed?" to even know how to make a homemade pipe. For the first month or two every single time I smoked, I would be laughing my ass off at EVERYTHING... I fell out of my computer chair several times laughing when I got shot in the face playing video games like Counter-Strike.
Not only did it make me laugh, but music was INCREDIBLE, everything tasted better and just everything in general was 10x better than sober reality. However, this feeling did not last at all. After about 2 months, it was still good but I just couldn't get that GREAT feeling I used to have. After 3 months, all it did was make me really tired. Keep in mind that this is me smoking every single day, several times a day, for about 3 months.
Since then I smoked like every day for another year, more out of habit than enjoyment at this point (not to mention all my friends were potheads.) All this did was make me feel like shit, my face would get all droopy, I would be tired as a motherfucker and everything sucked so I eventually stopped. Let it be noted that I ended up quitting for about 2 years, tried it again with some really high-grade and it felt the exact same and since then I hardly ever smoke.
However, last summer I went party crazy. I ended up getting really into it, and met some people that did more than just weed for the first time in my life. I ended up trying out cocaine, and the first time I did that it just made me really PISSED for some reason.. I called up an ex-girlfriend and just started screaming at her (because someone messed up my myspace and I assumed it was her... stupid shit because I didn't even use myspace anymore and haven't for a while.) Every time after that, it sort of just felt like Adderall... I would grind my teeth, be real talkative, you know stuff like that.. but I never really felt any "better" than sober and definitely didn't feel great.
Eventually, I came to the conclusion that obviously buying something that makes my jaws hurt like a motherfucker and doesn't even make me feel any better isn't my choice of drug (not to mention that shit is EXPENSIVE, and it goes away QUICK.) Well, for a while I was just continuing to drink and not do drugs. Well I have tried crack once or twice, stupid decision I guess.. but it never really did anything to me.
Then 3 days ago, I tried crack out of a CRACK PIPE (the other times were out of aluminum cans and shit) and ..... well, do I need to explain what crack does to you? I got an 8-ball and was up all night (was about 10:00 PM when I did it first) and by the morning time I was on my hands and knees crawling on my floor for a pebble of crack. Luckily, once I sobered up I realized that that first hit made me feel good but the comedown and the absolutely indescribable craving just was not worth it for me and I guess I got out easy.. because I know how easy it is to be a crackhead and I HATE that shit and won't try it again.
Anyway, 2 days ago my dealer picked me up so I could pay him (because he fronted me the 8-ball.) So we drove to the bank, I picked up the money and we chilled for a little bit. He asked if I wanted any E, I sure as hell didn't want anymore crack or coke so I said yea let's try it out. Now, I've tried E several times in my life... or so I thought. Now the E I had taken before would feel similar to a strong, but shitter version of Adderal for the most part. I would be talkative, grind the shit out of my teeth, and feel energetic.. but definitely not "rolling" or feel great or anything like that... pretty much just felt sober, but energetic if you know what I am trying to say.
Pre-Trip
(Story cont'd from above, so read that first if your confused here.) Well, I decided to just say fuck it. The only thing that ever really makes me feel good anymore is alcohol and I always tend to do stupid shit drunk, as most of us do. So I ended up buying a pill for $20 (which I thought was a little steep, but he's hooked me up before so whatever.) The pill was a yellow, circular pill with a gun facing to the left and I can't tell if it was triple or double stacked but it was pretty thick... texture was chalky.
At this point (remember I had been up all night from crack the day before) I feel like absolute hell, as if I'll never be sober or full again unless I get my hands on some more crack (again, why I'm so lucky I didn't get addicted to it and haven't craved it since that comedown went away.) Well I didn't want to take it while feeling so shitty and tired, because I thought it may be a waste and especially because it was an E pill I didn't know exactly what was in it and if it was speed I would be up for even LONGER and feel even SHITTER.
So I ended up looking online about ecstacy, and found this site along with pillreports and ecstacy data. I ended up locating a pill report of an E pill with the exact same description as mine and saw suspected contents were like MDMA: 20 Caffeine: 1 ... didn't know what that meant, but I definitely knew enough to tell it was 100% MDMA other than a harmless ass drug like caffeine. After reading all this shit about E, and the report of the pill I had (feeling lucky I may have FINALLY got a good pill) I REALLY wanted to take it on the spot to feel better. I ended up beating the urge and falling asleep (from 5PM until about 8:30 AM this morning.)
As soon as it was morning time, I was so excited about it and was ready to take it on the spot. I woke up, ran to my little stash spot and took it out. I looked online for the best way of ingestion (I always either crushed it up and snorted it or chewed it up and swallowed it.) Well I decided to do something different, and I put it under my tongue and let it dissolve and just swallow my spit.
Let me start off by saying OUCH!!! I don't know if this is normal, but the back of my tongue STILL hurts.. it was like burning. I kept having to move it from the left side to the right side of my tongue it hurt so god damn bad.. not to mention the HORRIBLE taste. As soon as I was done I drank all the milk in the glass beside me (I also had 2 bagels with butter and honey on them before taking this.)
Beginning Trip
After about 15 minutes, I started to feel kind of "strange".. not good, but strange.. kind of queasy and tired. I went up to my screened porch to smoke a cigarette and could barely keep my eyes open and didn't feel very good at all. I went downstairs and was about to sleep, but forced myself not to because I didn't want to waste this even though it felt so shitty. So I sit at my computer and start playing counterstrike and listening to music.
My door is fucked up.. and I ended up getting locked in which was gay as shit. I called my dad to come help me because I'm stuck in my god damn bed, at this point I'm feeling less sick but not good.. more sober than anything. Well my dad said he had to go pick up my brother and was going to come back and about 10 minutes later he was back and opened my door. As soon as I walked out...
Real Trip Begins
I started wobbling, feeling good but still kind of strange. I get upstairs and forgot what I was doing up there, so I went back in my room. This is when it hit me HARD AS SHIT!!! I don't know how much time passed between when I first took the pill and the time I hit me really hard because.. shit, I wasn't paying attention to the damn time. Was probably about an hour though if I had to put a number on it.
Anyway, I'm in my room playing CS still and I start smiling uncontrollably and, of course, I was listening to the doors, hendrix and all those good names. Everything felt fucking great. Next thing I know I'm naked dancing around in my room, blasting some music. This is a feeling SO FUCKING AMAZING that I CANT, so don't ask me to try because I CAN NOT DO IT, explain. I ended up dancing naked in my room for about an hour, feeling fucking PERFECT in every way possible.
I ended up leaving my room (my friends on the way to pick me up at this point by the way, forgot to mention that) to go smoke a cigarette and while I'm smoking another buddy calls me. I told him on the phone what I said in my original post about how I felt which was.. fuck crack, fuck coke, fuck alcohol, fuck EVERYTHING because E IS WHERE THE FUCK ITS AT!!
I was talking to him while I was smoking a cigarette and then while I'm still on the phone with him, I said man let me call you back later I just want to listen to music right now. Then while walking downstairs I saw my dog... my furry, comfortable, fat golden retriever and I grabbed him and brought him in my room. I just started cuddling with him and holding him really tight, my dog looked real confused.. his eyes were wide and he wasn't moving haha.. but damn it felt so fucking great.
After about 10-15 minutes I let him go out of my room and started jamming to some music again... I didn't feel like playing any games, I didn't feel like hanging out.. all I wanted to do was dance and listen to music and fucking enjoy life. This is around the peak of my trip (peak lasted 2-3 hours.. give or take a little.) This is also when I wrote up the report that I linked to at the very top of this thread.
Now that I'm sober, I really can't explain to you how good it felt. The best way I can describe it is that I felt really ALIVE, every single fiber in my body felt perfect. Everytime I tried to concentrate on looking at something, or reading something, then my eye would wiggle for some reason. My jaws were SLIGHTLY kind of rubbing against each other.. well it was more like clattering than rubbing, but NOTHING like the painful grinding I get from speed (I have no idea why some people actually like that grinding from speed.) I also couldn't really sit or lay down, when I wasn't dancing then I was walking around in circles laughing.
At this point my friend is just about to be here, but I don't even want to leave anymore.. except I really kind of do want to talk to someone and didn't want to bail, so I decided to go. First of all, before I go any further, let me just say that I never felt as intense as when I was in my house.. I was still rolling I could tell when he picked me up, but I just felt better being alone and jamming to music which is really weird because I'm a very social person and HATE being locked up in the house with nothing to do.
So once he picks me up, I was supposed to go pick up other buddy and we were gonna chill but he got a call and had to be downtown. I should have just gone back to my house, but for some reason the only thing stopping me was I wanted to experience this WITH someone and explain to them how amazing it is. In fact, it was so good that I wanted to go get more and just give them away to my friends (at $20 a pill that's a lot of money) just to show them how amazing it is, but my dealer ran out.
So once I get to his house, I call him and tell him to come out and he responded by telling me to just come in. So I walk in and the first thing I do is run to him and give him a big ass hug (this is my oldest friend, known him since elementary school.) I kept hugging him and laughing, I said not to be gay or anything man but I could hug you all day long this shit feels fucking great and after about 10 minutes he said alright man, this is getting kind of gay and got off.
After that I just started rambling on and on about how fucking great I felt and I made him really, really want to try some. We went up into his room, blasted music and I took off my shirt (kept pants on) and just started dancing around in his room again and he was laughing saying how god damn amazing that drug must be.
On a side note... The funny thing is that drugs NEVER make people look better, they make them feel better and physically look worst (especially over long periods of time.) Well when I looked in the mirror on E, not only did I feel 10000X better than sober reality, but I fucking looked amazing too.. I was just staring at myself laughing about how god damn good-looking I am (I'm not a conceded person or anything, but this is me on E and I'm telling the story how it happened.)
So even though I was on E, I actually started to get BORED at his house (maybe this was the E wearing off, or maybe it was because it wasn't as comfortable an environment as my house) because I couldn't really be myself (couldn't be naked, couldn't dance as much, couldn't do a lot of stuff.) We ended up just hanging out in his room and after about an hour, instead of dancing and laughing then I was just laying on his bed listening to music with my eyes closed, letting the music go through my soul.
The Comedown
This is when I started to come down, I was still feeling good but just not great and I could tell it was going to leave me soon. By this time it's about 3:30 PM, but holy hell did that time go by fast. The only great thing about this comedown was that I wasn't really craving any more E, I mean shit I really fucking would have loved to popped another one and wished I would have got more pills the night before .. but it wasn't like crack, I wasn't going to go crazy if I didn't have any or do anything stupid to get any.
In the end my other buddy came back, we all drove up to the mall and he had to drive away again so me and my oldest friend were stuck at the mall with no ride, which completely sucked. I ended up getting a G of yayo from him, did it with my buddy and... well it didn't really do much to me. Honestly, I just wanted to feel as good as when I was on E again.
So we ended up going to a bar at the mall and I met what was probably the sexiest girl I have ever seen in my life and got an application and just started talking to her for a while. Then I called up a girl I hadn't talked to in forever and she came to pick us up after bitching at me for not talking to her for months and then asking to hang out just so we could get a ride.. but she calmed down eventually. By the way it's about 1 in the morning when she took us home. What happened to that huge of gap of time when we got dropped off at the mall and got picked up? Nothing, which is why I didn't bother going into it.
Conclusion
The best hours of my entire life, the best I have ever felt in the 18 and a half years I have been on this earth have undoubtedly, most definitely were those few hours I was dancing naked in my bedroom to music while rolling hard on some good ecstasy. I really want to just order the chemicals required to make this stuff and batch it up myself, not because I want to do it every day but because it's so god damn hard to find around here and I want to have it available when I want to do some.
I left out a TON of stuff in this story, such as spiritual experiences and the like. The reason is because... this is a REALLY long story, and I couldn't go too in depth or it would have taken days to write. The jist of it is I felt perfect, not good or great but PERFECT in every way possible. Please ask any questions you want though and I will be glad to answer them, since I obviously couldn't cover everything that happened in one thread, would take way too long.
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The original post I made WHILE rolling can be found Here.
Intro (Little about me and my drug past)
First a few things about me... I'm 18 years old, about 5 foot 10 and 132 pounds. I'm a very lightweight for the most part, just 3 or 4 hits of a blunt will have me BAKED, with alcohol being the only exception (because I party and drink a lot more than anyone should.)
Drugs have always been a love-hate relationship with me that's very hard to explain. I always want drugs, but when I'm on them it doesn't make me feel any better (this is mainly for marijuana.) I have smoked weed from absolute dirt all the way to straight dense and purple cotton candy nuggets from heaven, the problem is they all make me feel the same... tired.
When I first started smoking weed, JESUS did I ever love it. I was only about 12 at the time and had to go search Google "how do you smoke weed?" to even know how to make a homemade pipe. For the first month or two every single time I smoked, I would be laughing my ass off at EVERYTHING... I fell out of my computer chair several times laughing when I got shot in the face playing video games like Counter-Strike.
Not only did it make me laugh, but music was INCREDIBLE, everything tasted better and just everything in general was 10x better than sober reality. However, this feeling did not last at all. After about 2 months, it was still good but I just couldn't get that GREAT feeling I used to have. After 3 months, all it did was make me really tired. Keep in mind that this is me smoking every single day, several times a day, for about 3 months.
Since then I smoked like every day for another year, more out of habit than enjoyment at this point (not to mention all my friends were potheads.) All this did was make me feel like shit, my face would get all droopy, I would be tired as a motherfucker and everything sucked so I eventually stopped. Let it be noted that I ended up quitting for about 2 years, tried it again with some really high-grade and it felt the exact same and since then I hardly ever smoke.
However, last summer I went party crazy. I ended up getting really into it, and met some people that did more than just weed for the first time in my life. I ended up trying out cocaine, and the first time I did that it just made me really PISSED for some reason.. I called up an ex-girlfriend and just started screaming at her (because someone messed up my myspace and I assumed it was her... stupid shit because I didn't even use myspace anymore and haven't for a while.) Every time after that, it sort of just felt like Adderall... I would grind my teeth, be real talkative, you know stuff like that.. but I never really felt any "better" than sober and definitely didn't feel great.
Eventually, I came to the conclusion that obviously buying something that makes my jaws hurt like a motherfucker and doesn't even make me feel any better isn't my choice of drug (not to mention that shit is EXPENSIVE, and it goes away QUICK.) Well, for a while I was just continuing to drink and not do drugs. Well I have tried crack once or twice, stupid decision I guess.. but it never really did anything to me.
Then 3 days ago, I tried crack out of a CRACK PIPE (the other times were out of aluminum cans and shit) and ..... well, do I need to explain what crack does to you? I got an 8-ball and was up all night (was about 10:00 PM when I did it first) and by the morning time I was on my hands and knees crawling on my floor for a pebble of crack. Luckily, once I sobered up I realized that that first hit made me feel good but the comedown and the absolutely indescribable craving just was not worth it for me and I guess I got out easy.. because I know how easy it is to be a crackhead and I HATE that shit and won't try it again.
Anyway, 2 days ago my dealer picked me up so I could pay him (because he fronted me the 8-ball.) So we drove to the bank, I picked up the money and we chilled for a little bit. He asked if I wanted any E, I sure as hell didn't want anymore crack or coke so I said yea let's try it out. Now, I've tried E several times in my life... or so I thought. Now the E I had taken before would feel similar to a strong, but shitter version of Adderal for the most part. I would be talkative, grind the shit out of my teeth, and feel energetic.. but definitely not "rolling" or feel great or anything like that... pretty much just felt sober, but energetic if you know what I am trying to say.
Pre-Trip
(Story cont'd from above, so read that first if your confused here.) Well, I decided to just say fuck it. The only thing that ever really makes me feel good anymore is alcohol and I always tend to do stupid shit drunk, as most of us do. So I ended up buying a pill for $20 (which I thought was a little steep, but he's hooked me up before so whatever.) The pill was a yellow, circular pill with a gun facing to the left and I can't tell if it was triple or double stacked but it was pretty thick... texture was chalky.
At this point (remember I had been up all night from crack the day before) I feel like absolute hell, as if I'll never be sober or full again unless I get my hands on some more crack (again, why I'm so lucky I didn't get addicted to it and haven't craved it since that comedown went away.) Well I didn't want to take it while feeling so shitty and tired, because I thought it may be a waste and especially because it was an E pill I didn't know exactly what was in it and if it was speed I would be up for even LONGER and feel even SHITTER.
So I ended up looking online about ecstacy, and found this site along with pillreports and ecstacy data. I ended up locating a pill report of an E pill with the exact same description as mine and saw suspected contents were like MDMA: 20 Caffeine: 1 ... didn't know what that meant, but I definitely knew enough to tell it was 100% MDMA other than a harmless ass drug like caffeine. After reading all this shit about E, and the report of the pill I had (feeling lucky I may have FINALLY got a good pill) I REALLY wanted to take it on the spot to feel better. I ended up beating the urge and falling asleep (from 5PM until about 8:30 AM this morning.)
As soon as it was morning time, I was so excited about it and was ready to take it on the spot. I woke up, ran to my little stash spot and took it out. I looked online for the best way of ingestion (I always either crushed it up and snorted it or chewed it up and swallowed it.) Well I decided to do something different, and I put it under my tongue and let it dissolve and just swallow my spit.
Let me start off by saying OUCH!!! I don't know if this is normal, but the back of my tongue STILL hurts.. it was like burning. I kept having to move it from the left side to the right side of my tongue it hurt so god damn bad.. not to mention the HORRIBLE taste. As soon as I was done I drank all the milk in the glass beside me (I also had 2 bagels with butter and honey on them before taking this.)
Beginning Trip
After about 15 minutes, I started to feel kind of "strange".. not good, but strange.. kind of queasy and tired. I went up to my screened porch to smoke a cigarette and could barely keep my eyes open and didn't feel very good at all. I went downstairs and was about to sleep, but forced myself not to because I didn't want to waste this even though it felt so shitty. So I sit at my computer and start playing counterstrike and listening to music.
My door is fucked up.. and I ended up getting locked in which was gay as shit. I called my dad to come help me because I'm stuck in my god damn bed, at this point I'm feeling less sick but not good.. more sober than anything. Well my dad said he had to go pick up my brother and was going to come back and about 10 minutes later he was back and opened my door. As soon as I walked out...
Real Trip Begins
I started wobbling, feeling good but still kind of strange. I get upstairs and forgot what I was doing up there, so I went back in my room. This is when it hit me HARD AS SHIT!!! I don't know how much time passed between when I first took the pill and the time I hit me really hard because.. shit, I wasn't paying attention to the damn time. Was probably about an hour though if I had to put a number on it.
Anyway, I'm in my room playing CS still and I start smiling uncontrollably and, of course, I was listening to the doors, hendrix and all those good names. Everything felt fucking great. Next thing I know I'm naked dancing around in my room, blasting some music. This is a feeling SO FUCKING AMAZING that I CANT, so don't ask me to try because I CAN NOT DO IT, explain. I ended up dancing naked in my room for about an hour, feeling fucking PERFECT in every way possible.
I ended up leaving my room (my friends on the way to pick me up at this point by the way, forgot to mention that) to go smoke a cigarette and while I'm smoking another buddy calls me. I told him on the phone what I said in my original post about how I felt which was.. fuck crack, fuck coke, fuck alcohol, fuck EVERYTHING because E IS WHERE THE FUCK ITS AT!!
I was talking to him while I was smoking a cigarette and then while I'm still on the phone with him, I said man let me call you back later I just want to listen to music right now. Then while walking downstairs I saw my dog... my furry, comfortable, fat golden retriever and I grabbed him and brought him in my room. I just started cuddling with him and holding him really tight, my dog looked real confused.. his eyes were wide and he wasn't moving haha.. but damn it felt so fucking great.
After about 10-15 minutes I let him go out of my room and started jamming to some music again... I didn't feel like playing any games, I didn't feel like hanging out.. all I wanted to do was dance and listen to music and fucking enjoy life. This is around the peak of my trip (peak lasted 2-3 hours.. give or take a little.) This is also when I wrote up the report that I linked to at the very top of this thread.
Now that I'm sober, I really can't explain to you how good it felt. The best way I can describe it is that I felt really ALIVE, every single fiber in my body felt perfect. Everytime I tried to concentrate on looking at something, or reading something, then my eye would wiggle for some reason. My jaws were SLIGHTLY kind of rubbing against each other.. well it was more like clattering than rubbing, but NOTHING like the painful grinding I get from speed (I have no idea why some people actually like that grinding from speed.) I also couldn't really sit or lay down, when I wasn't dancing then I was walking around in circles laughing.
At this point my friend is just about to be here, but I don't even want to leave anymore.. except I really kind of do want to talk to someone and didn't want to bail, so I decided to go. First of all, before I go any further, let me just say that I never felt as intense as when I was in my house.. I was still rolling I could tell when he picked me up, but I just felt better being alone and jamming to music which is really weird because I'm a very social person and HATE being locked up in the house with nothing to do.
So once he picks me up, I was supposed to go pick up other buddy and we were gonna chill but he got a call and had to be downtown. I should have just gone back to my house, but for some reason the only thing stopping me was I wanted to experience this WITH someone and explain to them how amazing it is. In fact, it was so good that I wanted to go get more and just give them away to my friends (at $20 a pill that's a lot of money) just to show them how amazing it is, but my dealer ran out.
So once I get to his house, I call him and tell him to come out and he responded by telling me to just come in. So I walk in and the first thing I do is run to him and give him a big ass hug (this is my oldest friend, known him since elementary school.) I kept hugging him and laughing, I said not to be gay or anything man but I could hug you all day long this shit feels fucking great and after about 10 minutes he said alright man, this is getting kind of gay and got off.
After that I just started rambling on and on about how fucking great I felt and I made him really, really want to try some. We went up into his room, blasted music and I took off my shirt (kept pants on) and just started dancing around in his room again and he was laughing saying how god damn amazing that drug must be.
On a side note... The funny thing is that drugs NEVER make people look better, they make them feel better and physically look worst (especially over long periods of time.) Well when I looked in the mirror on E, not only did I feel 10000X better than sober reality, but I fucking looked amazing too.. I was just staring at myself laughing about how god damn good-looking I am (I'm not a conceded person or anything, but this is me on E and I'm telling the story how it happened.)
So even though I was on E, I actually started to get BORED at his house (maybe this was the E wearing off, or maybe it was because it wasn't as comfortable an environment as my house) because I couldn't really be myself (couldn't be naked, couldn't dance as much, couldn't do a lot of stuff.) We ended up just hanging out in his room and after about an hour, instead of dancing and laughing then I was just laying on his bed listening to music with my eyes closed, letting the music go through my soul.
The Comedown
This is when I started to come down, I was still feeling good but just not great and I could tell it was going to leave me soon. By this time it's about 3:30 PM, but holy hell did that time go by fast. The only great thing about this comedown was that I wasn't really craving any more E, I mean shit I really fucking would have loved to popped another one and wished I would have got more pills the night before .. but it wasn't like crack, I wasn't going to go crazy if I didn't have any or do anything stupid to get any.
In the end my other buddy came back, we all drove up to the mall and he had to drive away again so me and my oldest friend were stuck at the mall with no ride, which completely sucked. I ended up getting a G of yayo from him, did it with my buddy and... well it didn't really do much to me. Honestly, I just wanted to feel as good as when I was on E again.
So we ended up going to a bar at the mall and I met what was probably the sexiest girl I have ever seen in my life and got an application and just started talking to her for a while. Then I called up a girl I hadn't talked to in forever and she came to pick us up after bitching at me for not talking to her for months and then asking to hang out just so we could get a ride.. but she calmed down eventually. By the way it's about 1 in the morning when she took us home. What happened to that huge of gap of time when we got dropped off at the mall and got picked up? Nothing, which is why I didn't bother going into it.
Conclusion
The best hours of my entire life, the best I have ever felt in the 18 and a half years I have been on this earth have undoubtedly, most definitely were those few hours I was dancing naked in my bedroom to music while rolling hard on some good ecstasy. I really want to just order the chemicals required to make this stuff and batch it up myself, not because I want to do it every day but because it's so god damn hard to find around here and I want to have it available when I want to do some.
I left out a TON of stuff in this story, such as spiritual experiences and the like. The reason is because... this is a REALLY long story, and I couldn't go too in depth or it would have taken days to write. The jist of it is I felt perfect, not good or great but PERFECT in every way possible. Please ask any questions you want though and I will be glad to answer them, since I obviously couldn't cover everything that happened in one thread, would take way too long.
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