DirkDiggler84
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UPDATED TO INCLUDE 2ND TRIP. SEE 3RD COMMENT DOWN!
Okay, So I have mentioned before that I have been a moderate prescription opiate user for about 8 years. Never had a reason to jump to heroin or any other harder substance due to being half responsible with my pain clinics and half lucky. That being said, I have dabbled in a few limited recreational substances and psychedelics but like to think of myself as an educated drug opportunist. Educated because I try to research anything before trying it, opportunist because I will seize any opportunity to try a new drug if I have plenty of time before a drug test. Ill get to the good part now.
One of my neighbors I trust is an avid crack user and has, at various times let me partake in their habit with them. I know...awesome neighbor to have huh? I have always enjoyed the taste and euphoric heart pounding rush that it supplied, but could never force myself to cough up a ton of money for something so short-lived. Having that in mind,she calls me up Friday and says that her dealer has some glass for sale and explained to me it lasted waaaay longer. In my screwed up mind I guess this sounded like a good investment so I coughed up the money for a gram and went to work researching a good method and dose. I thought about eating it because I don't own an oil-burner, but eventually settled on the idea of snorting it because I really do love that ear-ringing rush I had experienced on crack those few times. I figured since I don't have a scale, I would just try a pinch to start out with to assess my tolerance. Now you can see where shit is about to get REAL really fast. I had no idea what almost pure Ice, ran from So-Cal by a few un-named motorcycle club members could do compared to average shake-and-bake backyard meth could do. Word of advice - ALWAYS have a scale on hand and for gods sake ask what the purity is of whatever substance you are getting is. A little innocent pinch can get nasty fast. I planned the whole evening and eagerly sat waiting on my goodies to arrive.
At about 6 PM Friday I finally get the call and its off to the races. I run the 1/8 of a mile over to my neighbors house and pick it up, no questions asked and quickly head back to the house. I turn the phones off and get some Hatebreed going on the CD player as I prepare for what I thought would be a moderate bump of this mystical new substance I had heard so much bad news about on the TV. I put a pinch in my trusty shot glass that I use to crush and snort pills and get ready to crush it up with the blount end of a screwdriver. The first pinch looks a little light, so I add another couple shards in and begin to crush it...What harm could that little bit be right? The residue is sticking to the side of the glass pretty thick so that should have been my first red flag, but in my ignorance I scrape it to the bottom and proceed to snort half and half in both nostrils. At first it is very subtle as it slides toward the back of my throught, tasting like shit the whole way...then...like a semi truck sized dildo in the butt it slams me, and I mean HARD!
My heart started beating so fast but the euphoria and beyond intense nut-tingling body high blinds me to my condition. My ears have a tornado siren going off in them. All I can do is hold on to the counter and focus on breathing while I endure these orgasm like waves of euphoria that start in my head and slowly run down to the tips of my toes before starting over again. I think I remember actually crying a few tears of joy because I have found my new love. Not the kind you buy flowers, but the kind you choke while you bang every chance you get. That has to be as far as it goes right? The pinnacle of all stimulating highs? Hell no. It intensifies over the course of the next 20 minutes enough that I go grab my wifes heart rate monitor just in case I need to take some measures for my own safety. I'm sitting at a comfortable 120 beats per minute, which actually surprised me quite a bit. I could swear I was riding the danger line. This comforts me for the time being so I go call my neighbor and ask what the hell I just put in my body. After she finished laughing at me she asked how much I had taken and how, then proceeded to tell me exactly what it was I had purchased and promised me that based on my dose I would be alright. After hanging up reassured I go turn the music up and pace up and down my hallway for countless hours then go jump in the shower. Holy HELL I felt every drop of water like little splashes of heaven all over. I actually stayed in there until all the hot water was gone!
I realize this post is running a little on the long side, so Ill cut to the chase. I had planned on this high carrying me well into Saturday morning, then I had planned on crashing for the remainder of the day. Here I sit right after 3AM Sunday morning typing this post and I am JUST now almost rid of the residual body high and am still wide awake. In hindsight I was stupid to not have a proper scale and educate myself on what I was getting. Let this help someone else I say. Shit could have EASILY went south with just one more pinch. Or maybe it just felt that way.
PS: On a side note - My overall impression of this drug leaves me pondering if there are some drugs that are so good they just shouldn't exist at all. I can see how something like this could EASILY lead someone down a dark path. Moderation is the word my friends. As a matter of fact, I'm thinking I might take what I have left and give it to my neighbor for being such a good hookup! LATER!
Tagged by Xorkoth
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One of my neighbors I trust is an avid crack user and has, at various times let me partake in their habit with them. I know...awesome neighbor to have huh? I have always enjoyed the taste and euphoric heart pounding rush that it supplied, but could never force myself to cough up a ton of money for something so short-lived. Having that in mind,she calls me up Friday and says that her dealer has some glass for sale and explained to me it lasted waaaay longer. In my screwed up mind I guess this sounded like a good investment so I coughed up the money for a gram and went to work researching a good method and dose. I thought about eating it because I don't own an oil-burner, but eventually settled on the idea of snorting it because I really do love that ear-ringing rush I had experienced on crack those few times. I figured since I don't have a scale, I would just try a pinch to start out with to assess my tolerance. Now you can see where shit is about to get REAL really fast. I had no idea what almost pure Ice, ran from So-Cal by a few un-named motorcycle club members could do compared to average shake-and-bake backyard meth could do. Word of advice - ALWAYS have a scale on hand and for gods sake ask what the purity is of whatever substance you are getting is. A little innocent pinch can get nasty fast. I planned the whole evening and eagerly sat waiting on my goodies to arrive.
At about 6 PM Friday I finally get the call and its off to the races. I run the 1/8 of a mile over to my neighbors house and pick it up, no questions asked and quickly head back to the house. I turn the phones off and get some Hatebreed going on the CD player as I prepare for what I thought would be a moderate bump of this mystical new substance I had heard so much bad news about on the TV. I put a pinch in my trusty shot glass that I use to crush and snort pills and get ready to crush it up with the blount end of a screwdriver. The first pinch looks a little light, so I add another couple shards in and begin to crush it...What harm could that little bit be right? The residue is sticking to the side of the glass pretty thick so that should have been my first red flag, but in my ignorance I scrape it to the bottom and proceed to snort half and half in both nostrils. At first it is very subtle as it slides toward the back of my throught, tasting like shit the whole way...then...like a semi truck sized dildo in the butt it slams me, and I mean HARD!
My heart started beating so fast but the euphoria and beyond intense nut-tingling body high blinds me to my condition. My ears have a tornado siren going off in them. All I can do is hold on to the counter and focus on breathing while I endure these orgasm like waves of euphoria that start in my head and slowly run down to the tips of my toes before starting over again. I think I remember actually crying a few tears of joy because I have found my new love. Not the kind you buy flowers, but the kind you choke while you bang every chance you get. That has to be as far as it goes right? The pinnacle of all stimulating highs? Hell no. It intensifies over the course of the next 20 minutes enough that I go grab my wifes heart rate monitor just in case I need to take some measures for my own safety. I'm sitting at a comfortable 120 beats per minute, which actually surprised me quite a bit. I could swear I was riding the danger line. This comforts me for the time being so I go call my neighbor and ask what the hell I just put in my body. After she finished laughing at me she asked how much I had taken and how, then proceeded to tell me exactly what it was I had purchased and promised me that based on my dose I would be alright. After hanging up reassured I go turn the music up and pace up and down my hallway for countless hours then go jump in the shower. Holy HELL I felt every drop of water like little splashes of heaven all over. I actually stayed in there until all the hot water was gone!
I realize this post is running a little on the long side, so Ill cut to the chase. I had planned on this high carrying me well into Saturday morning, then I had planned on crashing for the remainder of the day. Here I sit right after 3AM Sunday morning typing this post and I am JUST now almost rid of the residual body high and am still wide awake. In hindsight I was stupid to not have a proper scale and educate myself on what I was getting. Let this help someone else I say. Shit could have EASILY went south with just one more pinch. Or maybe it just felt that way.
PS: On a side note - My overall impression of this drug leaves me pondering if there are some drugs that are so good they just shouldn't exist at all. I can see how something like this could EASILY lead someone down a dark path. Moderation is the word my friends. As a matter of fact, I'm thinking I might take what I have left and give it to my neighbor for being such a good hookup! LATER!
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_methamphetamine
substancecode_meth
substancecode_amphetamines
explevel_firsttime
exptype_positive
exptype_bodyload
exptype_difficult
roacode_nasal
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Well, that and eventually you will probably have some horrid crashes. It is a million times more euphoric than heroin though.