IV Heroin-- First time--smoooth.
Introduction: I am a 19 year old male, 5'6", 130 pounds. I have some experience with snorting dope, but only do it randomly (maybe 1-3 times in ever 2-3 weeks). I have been toying with this idea for a very long time, and finally made the plunge after a lot of contemplation. I chose to do this for two reasons. The first being that I see injection as a choice for intelligent drug users who want to get the most out of their drugs. Note, Im not saying all people who shoot are smart, b/c very few are, Im simply saying that once you get past the stigma of needles, this route of administration makes a lot of since, providing that you know what you are doing.
The second reason I chose to try shooting dope is because i met a very intelligent bluelighter who was willing to show me the proper/safe way to inject (shout out to Staind Rose
) i would never make this decision in the dark, and never considered shooting an option until I met her her. Anyways, sorry for the long intro!
10:00 pm-- Wer arrive at Staind's apartment with two bags of heroin, one for each of us. We open them up, to find that they are pretty damn slack, but neither of us have a tolerance (at all) so it wasnt THAT big of a deal. The heroin was an off-white/very light tan powder. I watch her load up and shoot with relative ease. At first I couldnt tell that she was high. But then as she started to prepare mine, i could see her sorta dozing, just sorta zoning out. I kinda had a hard time not laughing ha.
10:15 pm-- She prepares my shot, and I decide to let her do the poking, as I was very nervous and didnt want to fuck up. She had no problem at all since I have FAT ass veins and it was completely painless.
10:19ish pm-- I immediatly feel a warm, smooth rush throughout my body. It was overpowering at all, I could tell I didnt do too much, or too little. I obviously felt awesome, but wouldnt compare to hight to "1,000 orgasms.
10:25 pm I lay back on her bad, and sorta wiggle around a bit with Modest Mouse playing Float On in the background. I feel completely sublime, and we chit chat about this and that...mostly about the heroin scene. I call a couple friends to tell them of my first bang, my best friend in particular was sweating w/jealousy
10:40 pm I go to the bathroom and vomit. I felt no sickness in my stomach, no pain at all, I just knew it was coming. All liquid no chunks, I really do not mind puking at all. I come out and she shows me some scars on her arms from shooting. I am no longer nervous about shooting up, but about where this path will lead me. I am off to college in August, and do not need to pick up a junk habit. I am quite confident that I will not become a junkie, for many reasons. Including the fact that my friend here uses only on occasion, and plans to keep meon the same track. I do not have needles, i do not know how to shoot, and dammit, I feel like self control isa new best friend of mine...anyways
11:25 pm I am still nicely high, with a slight case of the itchees, a feel hot too, but enjoy both side effects. I definetly wasnt overwhelmed with the high initally, or now, and feel I could have taken a good amount more, but am glad i didnt. This girls boyfriend is in the other room, he doesnt shoot heroin, and doesnt want to be around his girlfriend what she does. It dawns on me that he must be a pretty cool/understanding dude to let his g/f shoot up in a closed room with a complete stranger and sit in there for 2 hours.
11:45 pm Yes, still high, not floating in complete bliss, but I feel better than any time Ive snorted that shit. As she cleans up a bit and prepares to take me home (many many charges make SPUNK's liscense disapear for 2 fuxcking years). I throw up one more time, and we go into her boyfriend. It obvious that he doesnt care to get to know me, or talk me, but it is quite understandable. I get pretty talkative on dope, and try my best to leave them alone as they drive me home.
12:15 am--I arrive at home and hop on my computer to write a report on my first time shooting heroin. It was a very smooth, warm high, that I see coming again in thenear future, this time with the company of my best friend. This guy (my bestfriend) has more self control then anyone Ive ever met, and he cares for me a lot. I trust that we will look out for each other, as neither of one wants an addiction, but both of us are smart enough to know that intravaneous heroin is how the media and most of the world portrays it. I think next time I will opt for the sticky brown rocks that a different guyt I know sells. his 20 bags (eggs) are bigger, and Im pretty sure better.
conclusion: dope is good. but I take my future very seriously. I guess you all will know if SPUNK turns into a raging Dopehead junkieking, since I keep my life outside of bluelight fairly public. I love this online community, and thank bluelight every day. I came here in 2002, asking questions like can I snort Xanax and does Paxil fuck you up. I now am extremely knowledgable not only about drugs and drug chemistry, but on the subject of harm reduction as well. I apologize for talking more that giving details of the high, it is quite hard to explain the feeling that one gets from shooting a bag of heroin. the end.
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Introduction: I am a 19 year old male, 5'6", 130 pounds. I have some experience with snorting dope, but only do it randomly (maybe 1-3 times in ever 2-3 weeks). I have been toying with this idea for a very long time, and finally made the plunge after a lot of contemplation. I chose to do this for two reasons. The first being that I see injection as a choice for intelligent drug users who want to get the most out of their drugs. Note, Im not saying all people who shoot are smart, b/c very few are, Im simply saying that once you get past the stigma of needles, this route of administration makes a lot of since, providing that you know what you are doing.
The second reason I chose to try shooting dope is because i met a very intelligent bluelighter who was willing to show me the proper/safe way to inject (shout out to Staind Rose

10:00 pm-- Wer arrive at Staind's apartment with two bags of heroin, one for each of us. We open them up, to find that they are pretty damn slack, but neither of us have a tolerance (at all) so it wasnt THAT big of a deal. The heroin was an off-white/very light tan powder. I watch her load up and shoot with relative ease. At first I couldnt tell that she was high. But then as she started to prepare mine, i could see her sorta dozing, just sorta zoning out. I kinda had a hard time not laughing ha.
10:15 pm-- She prepares my shot, and I decide to let her do the poking, as I was very nervous and didnt want to fuck up. She had no problem at all since I have FAT ass veins and it was completely painless.
10:19ish pm-- I immediatly feel a warm, smooth rush throughout my body. It was overpowering at all, I could tell I didnt do too much, or too little. I obviously felt awesome, but wouldnt compare to hight to "1,000 orgasms.
10:25 pm I lay back on her bad, and sorta wiggle around a bit with Modest Mouse playing Float On in the background. I feel completely sublime, and we chit chat about this and that...mostly about the heroin scene. I call a couple friends to tell them of my first bang, my best friend in particular was sweating w/jealousy
10:40 pm I go to the bathroom and vomit. I felt no sickness in my stomach, no pain at all, I just knew it was coming. All liquid no chunks, I really do not mind puking at all. I come out and she shows me some scars on her arms from shooting. I am no longer nervous about shooting up, but about where this path will lead me. I am off to college in August, and do not need to pick up a junk habit. I am quite confident that I will not become a junkie, for many reasons. Including the fact that my friend here uses only on occasion, and plans to keep meon the same track. I do not have needles, i do not know how to shoot, and dammit, I feel like self control isa new best friend of mine...anyways
11:25 pm I am still nicely high, with a slight case of the itchees, a feel hot too, but enjoy both side effects. I definetly wasnt overwhelmed with the high initally, or now, and feel I could have taken a good amount more, but am glad i didnt. This girls boyfriend is in the other room, he doesnt shoot heroin, and doesnt want to be around his girlfriend what she does. It dawns on me that he must be a pretty cool/understanding dude to let his g/f shoot up in a closed room with a complete stranger and sit in there for 2 hours.
11:45 pm Yes, still high, not floating in complete bliss, but I feel better than any time Ive snorted that shit. As she cleans up a bit and prepares to take me home (many many charges make SPUNK's liscense disapear for 2 fuxcking years). I throw up one more time, and we go into her boyfriend. It obvious that he doesnt care to get to know me, or talk me, but it is quite understandable. I get pretty talkative on dope, and try my best to leave them alone as they drive me home.
12:15 am--I arrive at home and hop on my computer to write a report on my first time shooting heroin. It was a very smooth, warm high, that I see coming again in thenear future, this time with the company of my best friend. This guy (my bestfriend) has more self control then anyone Ive ever met, and he cares for me a lot. I trust that we will look out for each other, as neither of one wants an addiction, but both of us are smart enough to know that intravaneous heroin is how the media and most of the world portrays it. I think next time I will opt for the sticky brown rocks that a different guyt I know sells. his 20 bags (eggs) are bigger, and Im pretty sure better.
conclusion: dope is good. but I take my future very seriously. I guess you all will know if SPUNK turns into a raging Dopehead junkieking, since I keep my life outside of bluelight fairly public. I love this online community, and thank bluelight every day. I came here in 2002, asking questions like can I snort Xanax and does Paxil fuck you up. I now am extremely knowledgable not only about drugs and drug chemistry, but on the subject of harm reduction as well. I apologize for talking more that giving details of the high, it is quite hard to explain the feeling that one gets from shooting a bag of heroin. the end.
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