phatass
Bluelighter
one word: booze... i'e heart myself in fights, falling over n hit while on booze.. didnt feel anything t the timme but the next day it kills
Have you ever hurt yourself subconsiously while on drugs?
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i drank a lot of vodka and took a lot of klonopin and the next thing i remember is standing there looking at the ground which was covered in my teeth. then called the cops on myself.
and i had to take the 6 hour train ride home for thanksgiving the next day. toothless and still fucked up.
got some purdy fake ones now, tho :D
and i had to take the 6 hour train ride home for thanksgiving the next day. toothless and still fucked up.
got some purdy fake ones now, tho :D
Seyer
Bluelight Crew
Nothing major. Mainly on psychedelics when my depth perception is off and Im trying to light a bowl and burn my finger a little bit. Ive gotten a few bruises from when Ive fallen benzo'd out and/or drunk.
Znegative
Bluelight Crew
Ive broken my nose two times due to some opiate induced misadventure's, and I once actually exploded one of my veins from cocaine use... Pretty disgusting.
Seyer
Bluelight Crew
^ Ouch!
Ive had complete face-desk moments when really nodded out, but no psychical damage. Either just a rude awakening from the impact, or I just come out of the nod like "wut".
Ive had complete face-desk moments when really nodded out, but no psychical damage. Either just a rude awakening from the impact, or I just come out of the nod like "wut".
Znegative
Bluelight Crew
Haha, yeah man, that used to happen to me in math class all the time. I would also keep dropping my pencil, and this poor girl Repeatedly picked it up for me.
When I was in a different college I had been sniffing dope and smoking weed, and my roommate got the brilliant idea to cook a cake in our microwave. He left and told me to "keep an eye out on it", I said "sure", and fell back into a nod. Fifteen minutes later my microwave was on fire and I was abruptly brought back into consciousness by the shrill ringing of the fire alarm. I first tried to put the fire out, but when I realized I had no idea how to do that, I quickly collected all the drug baggies and beer bottle's from my room, and evacuated like a bat out of hell.
Luckily the fire department was pretty nice about it, and I didn't get in any trouble, but my fellow students were pretty pissed,
When I was in a different college I had been sniffing dope and smoking weed, and my roommate got the brilliant idea to cook a cake in our microwave. He left and told me to "keep an eye out on it", I said "sure", and fell back into a nod. Fifteen minutes later my microwave was on fire and I was abruptly brought back into consciousness by the shrill ringing of the fire alarm. I first tried to put the fire out, but when I realized I had no idea how to do that, I quickly collected all the drug baggies and beer bottle's from my room, and evacuated like a bat out of hell.
Luckily the fire department was pretty nice about it, and I didn't get in any trouble, but my fellow students were pretty pissed,
Seyer
Bluelight Crew
Oh damn. A few years back I was at a small psych gathering at a friends house. A guy he invited was spinning fire poi, got too close to a bush and caught it on fire for a bit haha. Lucky we already had a fire extinguisher on site just in case something like that were to happen.
This one night I got a little too fucked up at the bar from a combo of booze and benzos, and I ended up falling flat on my face in the parking lot. I was outside smoking with my friend, and I went to make myself puke but I just fell forward, scraping my face really bad on the bump cement. My friend was helping me up just as the bartender came out back, and apparently it looked like my friend was beating me up so the bartender started punching him.
Anyway, a fireman happened to drink at that bar, so he poured alcohol all over a cloth to wipe my face down. Everybody was expecting me to scream when it happened, but they said I didn't even flinch. That's when they knew I was fubar.
I remember waking up the next morning with my face killing me from all of the cuts. I went into work and my boss was like "tell me their names, and I will have them taken care of." Nobody believed that I fell, and they all thought I got jumped. The triple antibacterial ointment I used was awesome though, and I looked 90% better in 3 days. It happened on Monday night and the people saw me at work like that on Tuesday, and the vendors saw me again 2 days later on Thursday and couldn't believe how much better I got.
Anyway, a fireman happened to drink at that bar, so he poured alcohol all over a cloth to wipe my face down. Everybody was expecting me to scream when it happened, but they said I didn't even flinch. That's when they knew I was fubar.
I remember waking up the next morning with my face killing me from all of the cuts. I went into work and my boss was like "tell me their names, and I will have them taken care of." Nobody believed that I fell, and they all thought I got jumped. The triple antibacterial ointment I used was awesome though, and I looked 90% better in 3 days. It happened on Monday night and the people saw me at work like that on Tuesday, and the vendors saw me again 2 days later on Thursday and couldn't believe how much better I got.
Znegative
Bluelight Crew
haha, that's hilarious man, god bless the FDNY
drgreenthumb00
Bluelighter
starting last year I will randomly black out and have little baby seizures. i think its caused partially by my adderall and not staying hydrated properly and yada yada. when i'm on benzos I will drop and have seizures. its scary shit. ive cracked my head, cut my skin, broke computers and tables. thats just minor injuries. ive seen people come close to death from blacking out on seizures
Mel22
Bluelight Crew
Um, maybe you should get that checked out.
Captain.Heroin
Bluelight Crew
I fell asleep once and woke up with my finger in a weird position on my hand, it dug this C curve into my thumb. It was kind of horrendous for a minute but I got over it.
The worst I've hurt myself, I wasn't tripping, or eve high!!! Sober, really.
The worst I've hurt myself, I wasn't tripping, or eve high!!! Sober, really.
I have a bad scar on my arm.
I was on ambien one night. Such as it goes with ambien, I had forgotten I had already taken one, stayed up, and then proceeded to take one and a half more without realizing it. I, for some reason and I have absolutely no history of self harm, took a knife and cut a deep gash into my forearm until the fat was exposed. I did not feel it at all. I was completely apathetic about it, and just spaced out watching it. My boyfriend at the time found me just watching my arm, and I vaguely remembering him trying to stop the bleeding.
Ambien is the only drug I have ever had problems with. I was prescribed to it for insomnia, and later to lunesta after frequent black outs and being taken advantage of sexually.
Comically, the scar left by this accident sits under a surface piercing scar where I had my wrist pierced. The scars now form a face that is nothing but apathy. It's actually pretty funny. I no longer dabble with ambien. I am ashamed and frightened by the person I became on that drug, and my doctor removed me from it after I admitted all that had been going on. This among other reasons is why I always get a little upset when I see people using it for fun.
ETA: The scar on my arm looks just like this:
`_`
I was on ambien one night. Such as it goes with ambien, I had forgotten I had already taken one, stayed up, and then proceeded to take one and a half more without realizing it. I, for some reason and I have absolutely no history of self harm, took a knife and cut a deep gash into my forearm until the fat was exposed. I did not feel it at all. I was completely apathetic about it, and just spaced out watching it. My boyfriend at the time found me just watching my arm, and I vaguely remembering him trying to stop the bleeding.
Ambien is the only drug I have ever had problems with. I was prescribed to it for insomnia, and later to lunesta after frequent black outs and being taken advantage of sexually.
Comically, the scar left by this accident sits under a surface piercing scar where I had my wrist pierced. The scars now form a face that is nothing but apathy. It's actually pretty funny. I no longer dabble with ambien. I am ashamed and frightened by the person I became on that drug, and my doctor removed me from it after I admitted all that had been going on. This among other reasons is why I always get a little upset when I see people using it for fun.
ETA: The scar on my arm looks just like this:
`_`
helium-4
Bluelight Crew
I broke my thumb while blacked out on my 21st birthday. An evening of loads of weed and hell of a lot of alcohol. Some how the bar I went to cleared my tab (like a $20-30 tab). Two of my friends had a $40 tabs, all within an hour and a half, with a lot of that going to me. I was smashed. Bout got kicked out of the bar like 5 times that night and fell down everywhere. I remember starting smoking and drinking around 11:30 after work till 12:30 when I went to the bar, then blacked out at the bar around 1:15. I was apparently awake till 4:30 or 5:00 am after being ridiculous (in a good way 
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drgreenthumb00
Bluelighter
drgreenthumb00
Bluelighter
Ya so last year I was banged up on benzos. woke up with my head cracked thru the windshield. car totalled. I somehow managed to get out and open my trunk, put my pins in it, close and lock. cops neva found those 
Znegative
Bluelight Crew
I can't believe I forgot to mention this in the first place, but it's probably because I bring it up OD in OD.
Late summer in 2011 I was really out of it after a pretty fucked up end to an MDPV binge, I was feeling insanely depressed, and could not do anything but lay in bed for month's. When my school started again in August, it was a perfect opportunity to start selling my books (again), to a huge used book store near my college. So I started going down there, and eventually made a good little bit of money.
With some accumulated cash from three or four days of selling and pawning, I walked down towards Union Square in Manhattan, and ran into this old guy I was in detox with. He was selling Xanax bars, suboxone, and amphetamine pills. I bought the amphetamine's and the Xanax. I took some D-amp immediately, and kept redosing though the night. Eventually my needle perversion got the best of me and I crushed up one of these nasty pills and shot it.
The next day after going to my friends show, I bought some cocaine, and stayed up into the morning shooting it with the same needle. Two days later I found myself going in and out of temporary paralysis and sporting a horrifying fever. Turned out to be MRSA bacterium, and I had to stay inpatient (in a hospital, no rehab), for five weeks or so.
Late summer in 2011 I was really out of it after a pretty fucked up end to an MDPV binge, I was feeling insanely depressed, and could not do anything but lay in bed for month's. When my school started again in August, it was a perfect opportunity to start selling my books (again), to a huge used book store near my college. So I started going down there, and eventually made a good little bit of money.
With some accumulated cash from three or four days of selling and pawning, I walked down towards Union Square in Manhattan, and ran into this old guy I was in detox with. He was selling Xanax bars, suboxone, and amphetamine pills. I bought the amphetamine's and the Xanax. I took some D-amp immediately, and kept redosing though the night. Eventually my needle perversion got the best of me and I crushed up one of these nasty pills and shot it.
The next day after going to my friends show, I bought some cocaine, and stayed up into the morning shooting it with the same needle. Two days later I found myself going in and out of temporary paralysis and sporting a horrifying fever. Turned out to be MRSA bacterium, and I had to stay inpatient (in a hospital, no rehab), for five weeks or so.