Overdosing on scag and dying momentarily before being brought back in an ambulance, naloxone shot in, wire pads attached to me, very freaked out ex, sadly that didn't stop me using for a while, only scared me temporarily, now the stuff scares me
7 day blackout from oxy, benzos, anti depressants and booze, apparently I couldn't hold a cup of tea some days, parents were gonna take me to the hospital, woke from that blackout to vomit all over my bed and discover I'd missed a week, straight back to my oxy lad the day after
2c-b caused me and another EADDer to have a full scale freak out, one of our mates started complaining of his heart, later started begging to call an ambulance, as has already been said, they ask the stupidest of questions at the worst of times, anyway, my friend starts thinking police are gonna come, we ransack the house of everything and order a taxi, when the taxi arrived a wee old man jumped in as we sprinted towards it shouting "noooo that's our taxi" he got out a little confused, he apparently hadn't even ordered a taxi. We split to a mates house and chill out, fone a friend that's with our freaked out mate who is now having a great trip in hospital, I ask do you know if police are gonna do anything, to which I get the constant reply of "yea they just need his details yea they just need his details" (little did I know he was talking about our mate and not about the police) this made us more nervous, our other mates were wanting to take -b now and me and my other freaked out mate were on edge now, luckily one of our friends started going nuts and making us laugh to no end until it got very annoying and we had to leave. My friend who was with our freaked out friend apologised for making it sound like police were coming etc and now every time 2c-b is brought up, me or my other mate always say "don't pull a ****** now"
Mxe and ketamine at a skatepark literally made my watch look like time was standing still, one of my mates couldn't hack it, left then came back forgetting why he left only to be reminded soon as he got back
Ex had a bad freak out at a festival on too much al-lad but was later discovered they had heroin too, was running about screaming about blood and was dying etc (seemed like attention seeking to me as we had just broke up and suddenly started freaking at our campsite) I was designated by a very good mate very angrily to go sort it out as it was my mess apparently and I had to clean it up, me being on acid near having a mini head melt, went over to the medics were they were, said get them away to hospital, away from here, turns out they were grand and very apologetic, to the point of creepy
Bad meph comedowns, one I remember distinctly on a bus, wishing everyone on the bus would shut the fuck up and die even though they were silent mostly and doing little to piss me off, meph and butylone was another mad one for comedowns, 16 hours or so wiped to the high hills full of thrills but on bad pills, dirty stinking summer daze pills
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" about that, it's true. But is still brutal bad luck for it to have gone quite so badly wrong and left you with such a horrid permanent reminder of it 
