LovingTree
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Please share your thoughts... thanks.
While I do like experimenting with drugs, I found the reason why I enjoy them so much is because of what they teach me.
Marijuana especially has taught me so much about the world and about myself. I'm sure any weed toker would tell you this, so hopefully you guys get what i'm saying.
Anyway, I wanted something stronger than weed for a change. We had LSD here, but the tabs I had were extremely weak. There were only minor visuals.
I wanted something that I could learn from. It just so happened DXM did that for me.
I purchased some CVS brand Tussin that ONLY had DXM in it. I dran 75% of the bottle, and after calculating the dosages, I took aprox. 700 mg of DXM from the syrup.
I researched this drug beforehand, so I knew an upset stomach might occur. To help this, I took swigs of it every 10 minutes, until not much was left.
8:00 PM: I started to take some gulps. I drank about 40% of the entire bottle in this sitting. After 15 mins of consumption, I had a light head and I felt energized and happy.
8:30 PM: I drank the remaining 35% of the bottle, so there was only a little left. I decided that I would wait and see how things worked out before consuming any more. I went to go take a shower, and I felt normal.
9:00 PM: My friends called me, and asked if I wanted to hang out. I got very excited, more than usual. I said yes, and got ready to go. I believe this was the key to my good trip. I got into a very happy mindset, because I was hanging out with some good friends of mine.
9:30 PM: My friends and I journey out and smoke a bowl in the forest behind some stores. My friend 'Jack' gets tired, so we drop him off. It's just me, and 2 of my other good friends.
10:00 PM: This is when I start feeling really good. The syrup took a REALLY long time to hit me. I started to feel a strong body high, similar to some dank indica bud. My mind was flowing with creative ideas. I noticed that my pupils began to get huge.
10:30 PM: We(they) decided to go to a strip club. I kept with them, because I did not want to lose my friends. We played some really nice trance music. I closed my eyes and listened to the song. I never felt so connected to the music. I could feel every note, and it morphed me into a heaven so beautiful. The music was beating on my chest, and I could start to feel my body move away from myself.
11:00 PM: After listening to the music, I could tell I was starting to trip out. My body started to feel detachment.
The funny thing was - the more my friends sped in the car, the slower I felt we were going. We were hitting 90 for fun, and I felt like it was the slowest speed ever. My friends were baked, so they were dancing. There dancing looked really silly, it all looked like it was slow motion, even though it was faster than normal.
11:30 PM: We get to the club, and I realize that I forgot my ID at home... you know what's funny though? I didn't even care. I was content with laying down in my friends car alone, listening to music. I asked them to come back just within a reasonable time, and they agreed.
As I walked back to the car, I found it hard to locate his car. I felt like a drunk, I walked up and down the club looking for his car for 15 mins, but I finally found it.
I drank the last of the syrup, seeing I was alone and I wanted to enjoy something by myself. Music still felt good.
1:30 AM: I need to piss, so I walk out. I am very very dizzy. It's hard to walk. A car is parked next to me, and I wave hi and smile... lol.
The guy looks at me like...
I walk around, and try to piss, but I can't seem to pee, so I just sit on the car hood. The black man comes out of his SUV, and he's really sketchy.
"You had too much tonight boy?" He asks me.
All I can tell him is... "I know this sounds gay man, but I need a hug." He gives me a hug, and we exchange names.
I tell him i'm on Special K (I didn't think he knew what DXM was) so we start talking. He comforts me actually, even though he himself is drunk.
He gave me his number, and tells me his name is Chris. He tells me he wants to party with me (Still kinda sketched out about this, because he hit me up the following day). He leaves to go inside the club, and I was happy and excited that I meant a new friend. I am still very dizzy and I am not coordinated with my body at all.
2:00 AM: My friends come back like they promised. I look in the mirror, and my pupils are huge. My heart is racing fast, and it's some what hard to breathe. While it's still enjoyable, this is where the last of the syrup kicks in.
I looked in the mirror.... I didn't see myself. I saw a boy. It wasn't even me. It wasn't my name, it was just some boy that I never knew. I couldn't even identify myself or who I was.
My friends were talking to me and having conversation, but I couldn't hold conversation at all. I saw towns and streets, but nothing looked like earth.
It wasn't space or anything, things didn't appear the same. I felt like my body was lifeless.
2:30 AM: We get to my house and my friend drops me off. I don't even realize it's my house. I'm scared to leave, and it's hard to even get out of the car.
Once I get inside, I shower. The shower felt really weird. I scrubbed my face, and my nerves didn't feel like they were there. I felt like when I turned in the shower, my body moved away from me. It wasn't connected to me.
My body was taking off my clothes, even though I wanted to, I hadn't told my body to do so. It was almost thinking one step ahead for me. I would also talk to myself, and say an occasional word or two. "Kinda..." "Yeah..." that's all I can remember. I know I said more, but I can't even remember. I was saying words, but I couldn't even tell what they were at the time. It wasn't jibberish, it was english.
The other thing I noticed when I was with my friends - I could feel their emotions and connect to them more. I could tell when they were uncomfortable about something, so whenever they were, I stopped asking questions or stopped my requests. I knew they didn't want to, so I wanted to make them happy. They didn't say it, but I could tell based on their speech and body language... weird.
3:30 AM: I call my girlfriend, her voice is very soothing. It's hard to talk and to think about talking. She's worried and she knows i'm on DXM. I tell her that i'm worried about life.
DXM made me realize how much I need to do in life, and i'm struggling right now a bit. It made me almost want to comitt suicide for about 15 minutes, until I snapped out of it.
My girlfriend comforted me until we both passed out on the phone.
16 hours I wake up and I write this to you. DXM is very similar to shrooms in my opinion. Very strong visuals, emotional connections, and extreme body high.
DXM is a powerful drug, and I don't reccomend it to all. However, if you're a person with a strong mindset who will bow down to the power of DXM, it IS worth the experience
Please share your thoughts... thanks.
While I do like experimenting with drugs, I found the reason why I enjoy them so much is because of what they teach me.
Marijuana especially has taught me so much about the world and about myself. I'm sure any weed toker would tell you this, so hopefully you guys get what i'm saying.
Anyway, I wanted something stronger than weed for a change. We had LSD here, but the tabs I had were extremely weak. There were only minor visuals.
I wanted something that I could learn from. It just so happened DXM did that for me.
I purchased some CVS brand Tussin that ONLY had DXM in it. I dran 75% of the bottle, and after calculating the dosages, I took aprox. 700 mg of DXM from the syrup.
I researched this drug beforehand, so I knew an upset stomach might occur. To help this, I took swigs of it every 10 minutes, until not much was left.
8:00 PM: I started to take some gulps. I drank about 40% of the entire bottle in this sitting. After 15 mins of consumption, I had a light head and I felt energized and happy.
8:30 PM: I drank the remaining 35% of the bottle, so there was only a little left. I decided that I would wait and see how things worked out before consuming any more. I went to go take a shower, and I felt normal.
9:00 PM: My friends called me, and asked if I wanted to hang out. I got very excited, more than usual. I said yes, and got ready to go. I believe this was the key to my good trip. I got into a very happy mindset, because I was hanging out with some good friends of mine.
9:30 PM: My friends and I journey out and smoke a bowl in the forest behind some stores. My friend 'Jack' gets tired, so we drop him off. It's just me, and 2 of my other good friends.
10:00 PM: This is when I start feeling really good. The syrup took a REALLY long time to hit me. I started to feel a strong body high, similar to some dank indica bud. My mind was flowing with creative ideas. I noticed that my pupils began to get huge.
10:30 PM: We(they) decided to go to a strip club. I kept with them, because I did not want to lose my friends. We played some really nice trance music. I closed my eyes and listened to the song. I never felt so connected to the music. I could feel every note, and it morphed me into a heaven so beautiful. The music was beating on my chest, and I could start to feel my body move away from myself.
11:00 PM: After listening to the music, I could tell I was starting to trip out. My body started to feel detachment.
The funny thing was - the more my friends sped in the car, the slower I felt we were going. We were hitting 90 for fun, and I felt like it was the slowest speed ever. My friends were baked, so they were dancing. There dancing looked really silly, it all looked like it was slow motion, even though it was faster than normal.
11:30 PM: We get to the club, and I realize that I forgot my ID at home... you know what's funny though? I didn't even care. I was content with laying down in my friends car alone, listening to music. I asked them to come back just within a reasonable time, and they agreed.
As I walked back to the car, I found it hard to locate his car. I felt like a drunk, I walked up and down the club looking for his car for 15 mins, but I finally found it.
I drank the last of the syrup, seeing I was alone and I wanted to enjoy something by myself. Music still felt good.
1:30 AM: I need to piss, so I walk out. I am very very dizzy. It's hard to walk. A car is parked next to me, and I wave hi and smile... lol.
The guy looks at me like...
I walk around, and try to piss, but I can't seem to pee, so I just sit on the car hood. The black man comes out of his SUV, and he's really sketchy.
"You had too much tonight boy?" He asks me.
All I can tell him is... "I know this sounds gay man, but I need a hug." He gives me a hug, and we exchange names.
I tell him i'm on Special K (I didn't think he knew what DXM was) so we start talking. He comforts me actually, even though he himself is drunk.
He gave me his number, and tells me his name is Chris. He tells me he wants to party with me (Still kinda sketched out about this, because he hit me up the following day). He leaves to go inside the club, and I was happy and excited that I meant a new friend. I am still very dizzy and I am not coordinated with my body at all.
2:00 AM: My friends come back like they promised. I look in the mirror, and my pupils are huge. My heart is racing fast, and it's some what hard to breathe. While it's still enjoyable, this is where the last of the syrup kicks in.
I looked in the mirror.... I didn't see myself. I saw a boy. It wasn't even me. It wasn't my name, it was just some boy that I never knew. I couldn't even identify myself or who I was.
My friends were talking to me and having conversation, but I couldn't hold conversation at all. I saw towns and streets, but nothing looked like earth.
It wasn't space or anything, things didn't appear the same. I felt like my body was lifeless.
2:30 AM: We get to my house and my friend drops me off. I don't even realize it's my house. I'm scared to leave, and it's hard to even get out of the car.
Once I get inside, I shower. The shower felt really weird. I scrubbed my face, and my nerves didn't feel like they were there. I felt like when I turned in the shower, my body moved away from me. It wasn't connected to me.
My body was taking off my clothes, even though I wanted to, I hadn't told my body to do so. It was almost thinking one step ahead for me. I would also talk to myself, and say an occasional word or two. "Kinda..." "Yeah..." that's all I can remember. I know I said more, but I can't even remember. I was saying words, but I couldn't even tell what they were at the time. It wasn't jibberish, it was english.
The other thing I noticed when I was with my friends - I could feel their emotions and connect to them more. I could tell when they were uncomfortable about something, so whenever they were, I stopped asking questions or stopped my requests. I knew they didn't want to, so I wanted to make them happy. They didn't say it, but I could tell based on their speech and body language... weird.
3:30 AM: I call my girlfriend, her voice is very soothing. It's hard to talk and to think about talking. She's worried and she knows i'm on DXM. I tell her that i'm worried about life.
DXM made me realize how much I need to do in life, and i'm struggling right now a bit. It made me almost want to comitt suicide for about 15 minutes, until I snapped out of it.
My girlfriend comforted me until we both passed out on the phone.
16 hours I wake up and I write this to you. DXM is very similar to shrooms in my opinion. Very strong visuals, emotional connections, and extreme body high.
DXM is a powerful drug, and I don't reccomend it to all. However, if you're a person with a strong mindset who will bow down to the power of DXM, it IS worth the experience
Please share your thoughts... thanks.
