34-MDMA
Greenlighter
Just joined Bluelight after months of sitting silently by, might as well do a trip report!
(Skip the BG if you want, contains a lot of other non-related/kinda related facts.)
Background: Turned 18 last year, and I started out my drug use around 14 with pot. Tried Vicodin for the first time at 15, and then started branching out; although not as quickly as I would have liked; which is kind of a good thing. Being a scrawny white kid; extremely nervous and shy, I didn't really hang with the 'cool' kids, but managed to get a ton of friends (everybody loves the funny man.) despite my being a complete fucking WoW nerd and never going out and hanging out with any of the friends I had from school. This led to not being able to get many 'hookups' or sources, even though I loved weed and wondered loftilty about other drugs. I had a strong aversion to 'hard drugs' just because of the environ I was brought up in (Staunch christian household.) but was soon opened up to others. The order would be, Weed, Vicodin, DXM, Oxy, Salvia, Nitrous, Mushrooms, Cocaine, (never thought it'd happen, loved it though; had to quit it because of that love.), LSD, Adderall and 5 botched attempts at rolling. Feeling pretty experienced; far more 'feelin' it then actually being experienced; I started wanting to roll. And not just wanting to roll, I wanted to FUCKING Roll. First time I bought 5 bunk pills and took 3, feeling nothing more then alertness and clenching my teeth. The second, two bunk pills; and so on. It continued like this for months, I was NEVER feelin it like everybody said I should feel it. Finally, one time I got one good blue motorola and felt happy, uppy, warm and ....still JUST below the 'Rolling' bar. Even though at the time I didn't really know where the 'BAR' was, I knew it was there and I knew I wasn't getting over it.
The Experience:
And then one day with twenty bucks burning a hole in my pocket, I asked my bud if he could hook some Ex. Fuck I was bored, hadn't tried getting the shit for a month or so, and he surprisingly said "Yeah." One phone call to find out that his friend was getting two grams of MOLLY. PURE MDMA, not pills, for a party at his house that night. Fuck it, my bucks were spent and I rode the bus out to Portland.
On arrival, the guy and a couple of acquantances I knew were already at the house with the shit, and he held up the one and a half gram bag of crystals; which looked to me to be absolutely NOTHING for 200 fucking bucks; from my experience with Coke though I knew a little could be alot, and thats exactly what was up. I was a little leary-- never having met this source and being in his house about to buy two hits of Molly. My friend that I initally asked, I'll call C, said 'fuck dude you've never rolled huh? You're skipping straight to molly? Whaaaat!'.
So when he scooped the .3 of pure crystalline mdma into a baggy for me, I sat down immediately and cut out a tiny ass line. Like, fucking fingernail length. He looked over at me and said "If you're gonna get wet, might as well go swimming bro." so I poured out a 150mg line, half my bag. (Oh, he hooked an extra point because it was mine and my girlfriends first time; he wanted us to fucking ROLL.)
I poured the rest out for my girl and bent over the mirror, and blasted the most caustic, painful substance I've ever put into my nose. I immediately capped my nostril with my hand and teared up; looked at my girlfriend.
"Does it hurt?"
"Naaaaaaaah... *COUGH*".
Never before has something hurt so much-- and then, never before has something come on so hard, and so fast.
With all my experience with coke, oxy, adderall; I figured I was going to be chillin' a bit before it hit me. But no. I stood up and walked into the kitchen where everyone was blasting their lines. I looked at C, and the lights in the kitchen started to glow, and glow, and get so bright, yet the room was so dim. So relaxed. Complete relaxation washed over me as I realized I was rolling--it was hitting me, hitting me HARD, it was FINALLY working, I was FINALLY FUCKING ROLLING!
And boy was I rolling. I now know the term 'Rolling' and why it was coined; because thats just how it is. The come up came so ridiculously fast, my pupils turned to dinner plates in a matter of seconds; and the warmth was like stepping out of a ridiculously relaxing hot shower.
"Damn dude it's my first.. time.. I'm.. fucking.. FEELIN it... feelin it man... holy shit.. holllly fuck... oh my god this is.. this is.." went on for a little while before good ol' Mac Dre popped on the surround sound in the living room.
15 minutes after railing; I was bouncing and bobbing and moving and moving my arms and my head and my feeling my legs and rubbing my arms and --in total ecstasy. It truly is an experience I'll never forget; I sat down on the couch and my girlfriend sat on my lap and I swear I could see our connection; see our love, FEEL it. It was the most intense thing I have ever felt; warmth, utter happiness, joy. Vicks was rubbed on my nose and it felt like a full body orgasm every time I breathed; and menthol cigarettes were a new love. Music penetrated me; I could NOT NOT dance and move to the music. A connection was shared with everyone that night; I loved ecstasy and I wondered why I ever spent so much money on Coke when I could have been feeling THIS.
Around the three hour mark, I was coming down. HARD. I then realized why I should have eaten it, nasal route is 1.5-2x as hard, .5 as long. FUCK! Luckily, kind bud and beers were to be had and I eased out of the intensity of my first ex roll into a perfect blend of buzzed; and passed out easily WAAAAY later on into the night.
All in all the best drug I have ever tried; and even though I love it so; I was surprised to not find the least bit of addiction. Cocaine has a pull, you want it, you need it; you feel the pull. Ex had none of that for me; and from my research I know that I never want to lose the magic when I do decide to indulge.
Even though my username on here is MDMA, this was the first and only experience so far with the drug. This experience happened around a month and a half ago, and I'm ready to get my thizz on again this friday-- I'm purchasing 10 top notch pills to share/sell to buds and my girlfriend, and I plan on nasal and eating them. I plan on rolling harder then I did my first time, and I know that I will. Can not wait for friday!
Conclusion:
Well that story was long and rambling and probably not objective enough for a true standard trip report; but I felt like sharing. Thanks for reading
substancecode_MDMA
(Skip the BG if you want, contains a lot of other non-related/kinda related facts.)
Background: Turned 18 last year, and I started out my drug use around 14 with pot. Tried Vicodin for the first time at 15, and then started branching out; although not as quickly as I would have liked; which is kind of a good thing. Being a scrawny white kid; extremely nervous and shy, I didn't really hang with the 'cool' kids, but managed to get a ton of friends (everybody loves the funny man.) despite my being a complete fucking WoW nerd and never going out and hanging out with any of the friends I had from school. This led to not being able to get many 'hookups' or sources, even though I loved weed and wondered loftilty about other drugs. I had a strong aversion to 'hard drugs' just because of the environ I was brought up in (Staunch christian household.) but was soon opened up to others. The order would be, Weed, Vicodin, DXM, Oxy, Salvia, Nitrous, Mushrooms, Cocaine, (never thought it'd happen, loved it though; had to quit it because of that love.), LSD, Adderall and 5 botched attempts at rolling. Feeling pretty experienced; far more 'feelin' it then actually being experienced; I started wanting to roll. And not just wanting to roll, I wanted to FUCKING Roll. First time I bought 5 bunk pills and took 3, feeling nothing more then alertness and clenching my teeth. The second, two bunk pills; and so on. It continued like this for months, I was NEVER feelin it like everybody said I should feel it. Finally, one time I got one good blue motorola and felt happy, uppy, warm and ....still JUST below the 'Rolling' bar. Even though at the time I didn't really know where the 'BAR' was, I knew it was there and I knew I wasn't getting over it.
The Experience:
And then one day with twenty bucks burning a hole in my pocket, I asked my bud if he could hook some Ex. Fuck I was bored, hadn't tried getting the shit for a month or so, and he surprisingly said "Yeah." One phone call to find out that his friend was getting two grams of MOLLY. PURE MDMA, not pills, for a party at his house that night. Fuck it, my bucks were spent and I rode the bus out to Portland.
On arrival, the guy and a couple of acquantances I knew were already at the house with the shit, and he held up the one and a half gram bag of crystals; which looked to me to be absolutely NOTHING for 200 fucking bucks; from my experience with Coke though I knew a little could be alot, and thats exactly what was up. I was a little leary-- never having met this source and being in his house about to buy two hits of Molly. My friend that I initally asked, I'll call C, said 'fuck dude you've never rolled huh? You're skipping straight to molly? Whaaaat!'.
So when he scooped the .3 of pure crystalline mdma into a baggy for me, I sat down immediately and cut out a tiny ass line. Like, fucking fingernail length. He looked over at me and said "If you're gonna get wet, might as well go swimming bro." so I poured out a 150mg line, half my bag. (Oh, he hooked an extra point because it was mine and my girlfriends first time; he wanted us to fucking ROLL.)
I poured the rest out for my girl and bent over the mirror, and blasted the most caustic, painful substance I've ever put into my nose. I immediately capped my nostril with my hand and teared up; looked at my girlfriend.
"Does it hurt?"
"Naaaaaaaah... *COUGH*".
Never before has something hurt so much-- and then, never before has something come on so hard, and so fast.
With all my experience with coke, oxy, adderall; I figured I was going to be chillin' a bit before it hit me. But no. I stood up and walked into the kitchen where everyone was blasting their lines. I looked at C, and the lights in the kitchen started to glow, and glow, and get so bright, yet the room was so dim. So relaxed. Complete relaxation washed over me as I realized I was rolling--it was hitting me, hitting me HARD, it was FINALLY working, I was FINALLY FUCKING ROLLING!
And boy was I rolling. I now know the term 'Rolling' and why it was coined; because thats just how it is. The come up came so ridiculously fast, my pupils turned to dinner plates in a matter of seconds; and the warmth was like stepping out of a ridiculously relaxing hot shower.
"Damn dude it's my first.. time.. I'm.. fucking.. FEELIN it... feelin it man... holy shit.. holllly fuck... oh my god this is.. this is.." went on for a little while before good ol' Mac Dre popped on the surround sound in the living room.
15 minutes after railing; I was bouncing and bobbing and moving and moving my arms and my head and my feeling my legs and rubbing my arms and --in total ecstasy. It truly is an experience I'll never forget; I sat down on the couch and my girlfriend sat on my lap and I swear I could see our connection; see our love, FEEL it. It was the most intense thing I have ever felt; warmth, utter happiness, joy. Vicks was rubbed on my nose and it felt like a full body orgasm every time I breathed; and menthol cigarettes were a new love. Music penetrated me; I could NOT NOT dance and move to the music. A connection was shared with everyone that night; I loved ecstasy and I wondered why I ever spent so much money on Coke when I could have been feeling THIS.
Around the three hour mark, I was coming down. HARD. I then realized why I should have eaten it, nasal route is 1.5-2x as hard, .5 as long. FUCK! Luckily, kind bud and beers were to be had and I eased out of the intensity of my first ex roll into a perfect blend of buzzed; and passed out easily WAAAAY later on into the night.
All in all the best drug I have ever tried; and even though I love it so; I was surprised to not find the least bit of addiction. Cocaine has a pull, you want it, you need it; you feel the pull. Ex had none of that for me; and from my research I know that I never want to lose the magic when I do decide to indulge.
Even though my username on here is MDMA, this was the first and only experience so far with the drug. This experience happened around a month and a half ago, and I'm ready to get my thizz on again this friday-- I'm purchasing 10 top notch pills to share/sell to buds and my girlfriend, and I plan on nasal and eating them. I plan on rolling harder then I did my first time, and I know that I will. Can not wait for friday!
Conclusion:
Well that story was long and rambling and probably not objective enough for a true standard trip report; but I felt like sharing. Thanks for reading
substancecode_MDMA
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