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General Heroin Discussion 20 v. Walking Around in Women's Underwear

My chest is in so much pain right now. I was chilling in my room listening to music... when my sister calls me and asks me what to do because my brother did heroin and isn't waking up (she doesn't do drugs like that). She said she tried shaking him, ect and he wouldn't wake up. Luckily I still heard noises from him in the background, but wasn't sure if he was choking. She then hung up and I'm panicking because nobody is answering their phones. I call my grandparents house (where there at) and my grandma hangs up on me because I'm crazy and my sister is not at their house (well she was and my grandma is just blind....). So then I get a call back a bit after.... my sis had to call 911 and preform cpr on my brother. His eyes were all rolled into the back of his head and his lips were blue. His gf who called my sister sat there dumbfounded and almost didnt even call my sister down there to save my brother... when my sister did cpr my brother's girlfriend hid in the basement all scared. So well the cops came and my grandma is now aware of what is going on... and the ambulance took my brother.

OMG I AM FREAKING OUT STILL. I hate being in pa and my family is in ct... my sister must have been so scared. And it sucked because I couldn't do anything. Oh god my chest hurts.... but at least everyone knows now because nobody ever believed me about my brother.

Sorry for the wall of text but holy shit that was intense

This all happened within this past hour

My brother did this last November to me and threw up all over my legs when he fell out... and then my friend had to do cpr on him and luckily he woke up, but this time he didn't. My sis said he sucked in her breath of air but would immediately stop breathing.

This reassures me of why I quit. I didnt even plan to quit this time. I just did.
 
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^^^Damn I hope he ends up being ok! As long as he wasn't down without air for too long the narcan will make him good as new. Try not to be too hard on his GF everyone reacts differently in crazy situations.
 
^^^Damn I hope he ends up being ok! As long as he wasn't down without air for too long the narcan will make him good as new. Try not to be too hard on his GF everyone reacts differently in crazy situations.

I just got a call from the hospital and my brother is conscious now. I am so happy my sister got down there in time. My brother's girlfriend called my sister and when my sister showed up.... my brother's girlfriend claimed my brother was okay and just sleeping. My sis went into the room and saw my brother, and was like "THIS IS NOT OKAY. HE'S NOT OKAY." It's scary that my brother would have died just like our mutual friend did in december because nobody really did shit. So I am so grateful my sister was there to save him.

I just felt so helpless because I am all the way down here.... I totally had a panic attack too... and the worst thing of all my brother is all like he's fine and it's no big deal. And claiming he didn't know it was dope (all lies). It's so sad when I had to save his ass and my 19 year old sister had to save my almost 30 year old brother.
 
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damn, im really sorry to hear that man. just a shitty situation all the way around.

and honestly, thats literally the most cliche line that gets used. "i didnt know it was dope/i thought it was coke/it was laced weed/it was in my molly and/or pill (which pisses me off because THIS ISN'T A FUCKING THING. it's like the dealer passing off a damn ferrari as a honda and benefiting some how when you die in a car crash)". i've only really overdosed twice (that i can remember. i suspect theres more though)....once was at a music festival while i was running a vendor booth (k and heroin. don't do it kids.) and once while i was on my front porch.

my brother found me. i had done a fuckload of dope (easily a couple bundles of some FIRE), went outside to smoke a spliff, and apparently (no recollection of that outside of going outside for the spliff) my brother came outside and saw me where i was blue in the lips/weed spilled everywhere/cig burned through my shorts/completely assed out. the excuse i came up with was "i thought it was coke".

my brother then proceeded to remind me all of the times he had gotten oxys/hydros/methadone/suboxone from me, called me on my bullshit, but never told my parents which was cool. i asked him why and he said that it was because he knew that id find my own way, my parents knowing would have only made everything worse, which he knew wouldnt do dick for me except make everyones lives a million times worse. since then ive seriously gotten my shit together (in comparison), but im one of those types that are way too intelligent for their own good. reality is too boring, weed was my first love, and heroin/heavy opiates have become my adult version of cannabis....except cannabis is still cannabis to me.
 
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I just got a call from the hospital and my brother is conscious now. I am so happy my sister got down there in time. My brother's girlfriend called my sister and when my sister showed up.... my brother's girlfriend claimed my brother was okay and just sleeping. My sis went into the room and saw my brother, and was like "THIS IS NOT OKAY. HE'S NOT OKAY." It's scary that my brother would have died just like our mutual friend did in december because nobody really did shit. So I am so grateful my sister was there to save him.

I just felt so helpless because I am all the way down here.... I totally had a panic attack too... and the worst thing of all my brother is all like he's fine and it's no big deal. And claiming he didn't know it was dope (all lies). It's so sad when I had to save his ass and my 19 year old sister had to save my almost 30 year old brother.
Stay strong yo
 
ive been half concious all day and this chick I should have fucked back in high school came into the store today and it was one of those we both kinda knew who each other were but didnt say anything deal and it was just like ehhhhh. she looked pretty good too

its like I get high and dont even think about it anymore. wtf are you supposed to do when heroin gets old?

more heroin of course, but I have to get a new vehicle by January 16th so all my money is going to that.

well, that's the plan at least. Kind of short term really.

Any time I make extra money I just spend it on dope though so its a process here

ehh
 
im just sick of this job period. all it does is remind me of how my personal tastes have been made taboo by society

once I get a car and old job back, ill at least be able to get dope a lot easier. I dont know what else Id do with myself

I already know how its gonna play out too, I was fucking set at that place man. I was the best employee they had and I wasnt even that into it

fuck retail, Id rather be able to answer to myself than some bitchy customer

and all these bullshit attitudes anymore, fuckin posers man

"up for whatever bro"
"live free man, just be yourself"

bud light and shit targeting my demographic, why cant Warren Sapp turn my living room into a man cave because they saw me copping dope?

im up for whatever. im being myself. and it would land me in jail.

seems legit. thanks bud light
 
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try working construction. in my specific trade, it's a rarity to see someone as young as myself...so im surrounded by really old dudes who smoke shitty weed and reminisce about the coke of the 70s and 80s. i have to do a shitload of opiates and smoke a ton of actual quality weed just to cope with being around them lol. but like tommyo said, very quickly your life becomes about the coping mechanism as opposed to the thing that's causing you to seek said coping mechanism. when it goes from trying to fix your problem to spending your resources on heroin and becoming complacent within your shitty disposition...well...that's when you have a real problem.....

.....which is why a "jeebis combo" is something the heads in this thread are familiar with. after enough years of working a shitty job to just get by, everything sucks and i then do a shitload of drugs to cope.

on a side note, new-old weed connect (my weed/dope guy that fell of the face of the earth and got knocked with a ton of shit this summer. now i have his partner's connect [he sold the narcotics while his friend/neighbor sold the weed.] again), new coke connect, and FINALLY i have found an oldschool dope dealer. cheap ass buns, half buns for half the price of a bun, always on point, and the bags are pretty damn good. just sucks that i have to go to the ghetto, past the police station, past the projects, right next to the dmv. idk about your city, but every city ive been to puts their DMV in the WORST areas of the city by far. kinda like their martin luther king jr. blvd.....although the "mlk blvd theory" doesn't apply to denver. they actually have a nice one.
 
try working construction. in my specific trade, it's a rarity to see someone as young as myself...so im surrounded by really old dudes who smoke shitty weed and reminisce about the coke of the 70s and 80s. i have to do a shitload of opiates and smoke a ton of actual quality weed just to cope with being around them lol. but like tommyo said, very quickly your life becomes about the coping mechanism as opposed to the thing that's causing you to seek said coping mechanism. when it goes from trying to fix your problem to spending your resources on heroin and becoming complacent within your shitty disposition...well...that's when you have a real problem.....

.....which is why a "jeebis combo" is something the heads in this thread are familiar with. after enough years of working a shitty job to just get by, everything sucks and i then do a shitload of drugs to cope.

on a side note, new-old weed connect (my weed/dope guy that fell of the face of the earth and got knocked with a ton of shit this summer. now i have his partner's connect [he sold the narcotics while his friend/neighbor sold the weed.] again), new coke connect, and FINALLY i have found an oldschool dope dealer. cheap ass buns, half buns for half the price of a bun, always on point, and the bags are pretty damn good. just sucks that i have to go to the ghetto, past the police station, past the projects, right next to the dmv. idk about your city, but every city ive been to puts their DMV in the WORST areas of the city by far. kinda like their martin luther king jr. blvd.....although the "mlk blvd theory" doesn't apply to denver. they actually have a nice one.
Lol@mlk comment.. Camden is the same way
 
Sorry for double post.

I talked to junkiedays on fb today

He's starting a new path in life..

Mad happy for him
 
you're right felonious. i dont remember if it was chris rock but after i heard a comedian, as you said, say it i realized how true it really is
 
Sorry for double post.

I talked to junkiedays on fb today

He's starting a new path in life..

Mad happy for him
junkiedays? from jerz? am I thinking the right person? started a new path? whats up w/ him, man? if we are thinking the same person I hope all is well for the dude. he's a good kid and last I remember he was going into rehab and just got out and was being positive.
 
having a conversation with myself this morning and without even thinking about it this goes through my head

"you cant start smoking cigs again that's gonna cut into your dope money"

havent smoked a cig in two weeks, priorities man
 
What up Boston,I love the east coast,mom is from Manchester,n dad is from Suncook N.H ,havent heard from ya how u doin
 
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