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Bluelighter
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I am very sorry I cant tell exact times for injestion for these trip reports, I wrote them in reply to another thread but it turned into a trip report, hopefully from reading it you can see what I took and it is a year old and I wrote it from memory so bear with me!
The drugs consumed are LSD, MDMA and Probable PMA, which is explained at the end.
As a prelude to this, I had been suffering heavily from depression at this time and not going to school or going out at all.
All the drugs were taken orally if that isnt explained
I know this doesnt follow the exact guidelines because I cant remember exact times but I thought it would be very useful for people to read of this experience and remember that we can never be sure with what we are taking.
A year ago last friday I decided to buy 10 supermen (which I twisted my dealers arm into giving me as he only had 50 and a load of mitsis which werent very good) and 1.5 bloteters of acid.
So I injest 2 supermen and sit in this seat where I am now and before long I retire to my bedroom where at about 1am I decide I will do half a blotter well during the next few hours I drop another 3 supermen, between 8 and 9 my parents tell me I have to go out with them to sign papers to go on the holiday which I have been blackmailed to go on.
So we get in the car and im still tripping to fuck, im panicking because I feel so fucked up and its worse than any other acid trip or pill thing ever, my throat is so dry and I cant breath, I keep blacking out and I need to piss so bad so I panic even more in case I piss myself.
We go into Meadowhall (big shopping centre outside sheffield) and im going crazy, everything is spinning and standing up is rather hard, I tell them I dont feel well and go and buy a newspaper to read, I go and sit on a bench desperately trying to work out what the fucks going on, I cant breath very well and everything is just so fucked up and im getting very tense as I feel like I will be sat here forever and ever, when my parents have got some food from marks and spencers they come out and they look at me and ask me whats going on, I say im very tired and feel really bad so im going to go and sit in the car, it was a very very warm day so im sat in the car with the heat absolutely roasting me and I keep blacking out and everything is so fuckin distant and I want it to stop, at one point I went back inside for a piss all I needed to do was piss and even though when I went for a piss no piss came out I needed to piss
After what seems like hours they return to the car and we set off to this retail park round the corner as we are driving with the sun beating down I feel like im at a speed way and I can see the sand tracks on the road and I feel like the car is going incredibly fast, all this is very scary and I feel so fucked its not nice, im having minor panic attacks and I cant sit still and I keep going into a daze and waking up thinking where the fuck am I, all I need is my bed but its still another hour or so before I can feel safe.
I have to sit and wait while all these forms are filled out so I can go on the holiday which I really dont want to be going on this all takes time and im getting agitated and constantly panicking, I cant breath or swallow and when I try and swallow I feel like my tongue is going down the back of my throat so I will choke which makes me panic even more.
The journey home is just as bad and this continues for a large part of the afternoon, I feel so spaced out its crazy, ive never felt so scared and distant in my whole life.
That afternoon I talk to one of my friends online and she begs me to go to this church thing with her that evening, for some fucked up reason which I will never know why I say yes, so my dad drives me to meet her and we get on the bus this is about 6pm so approx 18 hours after I took the acid and the last pills might have been taken maybe 15 hours ago but I still feel off this planet, all this time I have my silly putty in my hand it was a luminous white colour its now grey and I think ive been squeezing it round and round trying to use it to comfort me for hours.
So we go into this christian church thing and there is loads of people and it was NOT how I expected, infact for the next couple of hours they will be worshiping god through praise and speaking to god, not what you want.
Must admit even though it was very fucked up in church it did seem to calm me down, either that or the drugs finally wore of and the panic attacks seemed to stop.
So I get home feeling quite good and say to myself tomorrow I will have the most perfect day ever and do everything I want to do then I will start a new life being good and getting drugs out of my system by doing them one last time to celebrate.
Wake up the next day its a lovely day again and I decide that evening I will do 2 supermen in a cap and then do half a blotter then do 2 more supermen.
So evening comes and I get some funny ideas and make a website about panda cola (which some of yo have seen), I drop the cap with 2 supermen in and make the website which only takes a while then I decide to go do the acid. I sat infront of the pc whilst on the acid and after a while the screen seems to get more interesting and the mouse cursor is moving about and it looks quite funky.
I go to my room as the trip starts to get going and drop another supermen, I remember wanking and having the most amazing orgasm where everything goes crazy as I explode with excitement. Put some music on and the sounds are distant and seem to be melting it doesnt sound to good so I sit on my bad and time lasts for an eternity im starting to get bored of this and starting to panic again it all seems to go downhill.
At one point I got a cup of tea which was quite fucked up and I remember stumbling around the kitchen listening very intently to the sound of the kettle boiling in one place but the sound seemed to be coming from elsewhere.
I told my parents I couldnt sleep as I knew if they heard my pondering around the house they would come see whats going on. The I decided out of boredom and in an effort to find something to do to read this book about a guy who had been doing drugs and lived a life of crime then gone to prison and found god (that the same girl who I went to that church thing had given me a couple of months earlier in an effort to stop me from doing drugs).
Reading this book everything seemed to make sense, I felt like I was this person in the book and god would save me if I asked him nicely, so after reading this book, well scanning pages and skipping bits, I decided it was time to speak to god.
I started talking to someone in my head (probably) just myself and asking for forgiveness because I wanted the trip to stop as it was too much, but I dont think god was having any of it and he wasnt listening, at this point suicide became a strong option in my mind and I was trying to work out if jumping out my bedroom window might be a good idea afterall I just wanted it to stop.
Time still dragged on and I was having what seemed like a permenant panic attack, at one point I watched tv and the music on job finder almost got me dancing along as it sounded so good, but everything was messy so fuckin messy and I was finding it hard to breath again.
At about 7am after my dad left for work I went downstairs and came on bluelight and pillreports, I wrote a very fucked up comment on pillreports which I will find a link for later and my mum soon got up and I told her I didnt feel well again and was panicking.
This panicking lasted all morning and by dinner time I was crying with desperation as I felt so seperated from the world and panicking like I was going to die, I told my mum about all this conviently leaving out the drugs part, she decided we should go for a walk so we went for a walk through the back of these fields and through the lovely countryside and that seemed to calm me down, but I was still panicking.
The panic attacks went on for hours and when my dad came home they went to the library and I decided to go with them for something to do, but I was still panicking.
That night we talked and drugs got mentioned they knew I had been doing pills but not the night before and I tryed to protest they were safe and I think I ended up admitting I had tryed acid and speed aswell in the past couple of years.
Still panicking though and all the thoughts in my mind were that I was going to die, I went to bed but didnt sleep that night my eyes wouldnt close and I couldnt do anything but panic when I turned the light off I got scared and I felt so fucked in a nasty way, I had never got these effects from acid or pills before.
I didnt sleep that night and was still panicking only a bit less the next day
The week after:
That week was very messy but by friday I was well enough to go out and buy 2 more supermen and 3 mitsis which I decided to take with the 2 supermen I have already had this caused very messiness again and even without the acid it was very similar leading me to believe the supermen were dodgy, since then it also appears the mitsis I had that night were ket as TheGamer mentioned and described the same pills to be ket which would also go with the time me and my mate had on those mitsis a couple of weeks early.
Then about a month or so later a pma warning appeared and it was for supermen, the pills on the page on dancesafe were exactly like the supermen I had done
Here concludes Roberts drugs nightmare.
The drugs consumed are LSD, MDMA and Probable PMA, which is explained at the end.
As a prelude to this, I had been suffering heavily from depression at this time and not going to school or going out at all.
All the drugs were taken orally if that isnt explained
I know this doesnt follow the exact guidelines because I cant remember exact times but I thought it would be very useful for people to read of this experience and remember that we can never be sure with what we are taking.
A year ago last friday I decided to buy 10 supermen (which I twisted my dealers arm into giving me as he only had 50 and a load of mitsis which werent very good) and 1.5 bloteters of acid.
So I injest 2 supermen and sit in this seat where I am now and before long I retire to my bedroom where at about 1am I decide I will do half a blotter well during the next few hours I drop another 3 supermen, between 8 and 9 my parents tell me I have to go out with them to sign papers to go on the holiday which I have been blackmailed to go on.
So we get in the car and im still tripping to fuck, im panicking because I feel so fucked up and its worse than any other acid trip or pill thing ever, my throat is so dry and I cant breath, I keep blacking out and I need to piss so bad so I panic even more in case I piss myself.
We go into Meadowhall (big shopping centre outside sheffield) and im going crazy, everything is spinning and standing up is rather hard, I tell them I dont feel well and go and buy a newspaper to read, I go and sit on a bench desperately trying to work out what the fucks going on, I cant breath very well and everything is just so fucked up and im getting very tense as I feel like I will be sat here forever and ever, when my parents have got some food from marks and spencers they come out and they look at me and ask me whats going on, I say im very tired and feel really bad so im going to go and sit in the car, it was a very very warm day so im sat in the car with the heat absolutely roasting me and I keep blacking out and everything is so fuckin distant and I want it to stop, at one point I went back inside for a piss all I needed to do was piss and even though when I went for a piss no piss came out I needed to piss
After what seems like hours they return to the car and we set off to this retail park round the corner as we are driving with the sun beating down I feel like im at a speed way and I can see the sand tracks on the road and I feel like the car is going incredibly fast, all this is very scary and I feel so fucked its not nice, im having minor panic attacks and I cant sit still and I keep going into a daze and waking up thinking where the fuck am I, all I need is my bed but its still another hour or so before I can feel safe.
I have to sit and wait while all these forms are filled out so I can go on the holiday which I really dont want to be going on this all takes time and im getting agitated and constantly panicking, I cant breath or swallow and when I try and swallow I feel like my tongue is going down the back of my throat so I will choke which makes me panic even more.
The journey home is just as bad and this continues for a large part of the afternoon, I feel so spaced out its crazy, ive never felt so scared and distant in my whole life.
That afternoon I talk to one of my friends online and she begs me to go to this church thing with her that evening, for some fucked up reason which I will never know why I say yes, so my dad drives me to meet her and we get on the bus this is about 6pm so approx 18 hours after I took the acid and the last pills might have been taken maybe 15 hours ago but I still feel off this planet, all this time I have my silly putty in my hand it was a luminous white colour its now grey and I think ive been squeezing it round and round trying to use it to comfort me for hours.
So we go into this christian church thing and there is loads of people and it was NOT how I expected, infact for the next couple of hours they will be worshiping god through praise and speaking to god, not what you want.
Must admit even though it was very fucked up in church it did seem to calm me down, either that or the drugs finally wore of and the panic attacks seemed to stop.
So I get home feeling quite good and say to myself tomorrow I will have the most perfect day ever and do everything I want to do then I will start a new life being good and getting drugs out of my system by doing them one last time to celebrate.
Wake up the next day its a lovely day again and I decide that evening I will do 2 supermen in a cap and then do half a blotter then do 2 more supermen.
So evening comes and I get some funny ideas and make a website about panda cola (which some of yo have seen), I drop the cap with 2 supermen in and make the website which only takes a while then I decide to go do the acid. I sat infront of the pc whilst on the acid and after a while the screen seems to get more interesting and the mouse cursor is moving about and it looks quite funky.
I go to my room as the trip starts to get going and drop another supermen, I remember wanking and having the most amazing orgasm where everything goes crazy as I explode with excitement. Put some music on and the sounds are distant and seem to be melting it doesnt sound to good so I sit on my bad and time lasts for an eternity im starting to get bored of this and starting to panic again it all seems to go downhill.
At one point I got a cup of tea which was quite fucked up and I remember stumbling around the kitchen listening very intently to the sound of the kettle boiling in one place but the sound seemed to be coming from elsewhere.
I told my parents I couldnt sleep as I knew if they heard my pondering around the house they would come see whats going on. The I decided out of boredom and in an effort to find something to do to read this book about a guy who had been doing drugs and lived a life of crime then gone to prison and found god (that the same girl who I went to that church thing had given me a couple of months earlier in an effort to stop me from doing drugs).
Reading this book everything seemed to make sense, I felt like I was this person in the book and god would save me if I asked him nicely, so after reading this book, well scanning pages and skipping bits, I decided it was time to speak to god.
I started talking to someone in my head (probably) just myself and asking for forgiveness because I wanted the trip to stop as it was too much, but I dont think god was having any of it and he wasnt listening, at this point suicide became a strong option in my mind and I was trying to work out if jumping out my bedroom window might be a good idea afterall I just wanted it to stop.
Time still dragged on and I was having what seemed like a permenant panic attack, at one point I watched tv and the music on job finder almost got me dancing along as it sounded so good, but everything was messy so fuckin messy and I was finding it hard to breath again.
At about 7am after my dad left for work I went downstairs and came on bluelight and pillreports, I wrote a very fucked up comment on pillreports which I will find a link for later and my mum soon got up and I told her I didnt feel well again and was panicking.
This panicking lasted all morning and by dinner time I was crying with desperation as I felt so seperated from the world and panicking like I was going to die, I told my mum about all this conviently leaving out the drugs part, she decided we should go for a walk so we went for a walk through the back of these fields and through the lovely countryside and that seemed to calm me down, but I was still panicking.
The panic attacks went on for hours and when my dad came home they went to the library and I decided to go with them for something to do, but I was still panicking.
That night we talked and drugs got mentioned they knew I had been doing pills but not the night before and I tryed to protest they were safe and I think I ended up admitting I had tryed acid and speed aswell in the past couple of years.
Still panicking though and all the thoughts in my mind were that I was going to die, I went to bed but didnt sleep that night my eyes wouldnt close and I couldnt do anything but panic when I turned the light off I got scared and I felt so fucked in a nasty way, I had never got these effects from acid or pills before.
I didnt sleep that night and was still panicking only a bit less the next day
The week after:
That week was very messy but by friday I was well enough to go out and buy 2 more supermen and 3 mitsis which I decided to take with the 2 supermen I have already had this caused very messiness again and even without the acid it was very similar leading me to believe the supermen were dodgy, since then it also appears the mitsis I had that night were ket as TheGamer mentioned and described the same pills to be ket which would also go with the time me and my mate had on those mitsis a couple of weeks early.
Then about a month or so later a pma warning appeared and it was for supermen, the pills on the page on dancesafe were exactly like the supermen I had done
Here concludes Roberts drugs nightmare.
