MDMA - 1st and 2nd time
It's been nearly a week since my first roll but I still can't get it out of my head.
My friend and I had met these guys at the mall and they invited us to a rave. I've always wanted to go to one but never got the chance so of course, I snatched it up.
We showed up at the place before the guys got there. The music rocked and just watching the people and the lasers. I was in heaven. My friend sort of brought me down, though, by her bad mood. She was supposed to be at home and was going to be in major shit for this. But after trying to cheer her up, I said fuck it and tried to get into the mood.
Then the guys show up and they ask if we want to roll. I'd never done anything beyond weed and alcohol and the experience they described just had to be experienced to be believed. I agreed but my friend declined.
So we all got our pills. I didn't know at the time what kind it was but found out later it was a triple-stacked blue crush. After dropping, I was extremely excited about the feeling before it even came.
The guys had all dropped a bit before me so they started rolling sooner than me. They were describing everything to me so I wouldn't freak out or anything. Then as I was looking at them, my vision sort of....shifted. They just looked odd and the lights were just going crazy. One of them laughed and asked if I was rolling. I wasn't sure and he then took me to dance.
We went to the basement where a strobelight was set up and started to dance. All of a sudden, it hit me. I couldn't believe the feelings going through my body. Just the energy I felt from him and me. It was insane. I'd never felt such...ecstasy like this.
I ended up getting some massages from the guys and then a couple of light shows. Wow. I never knew colors could feel that good. Then this guy did an awesome blowing up trick having to do with massaging and shaking my head. I remember looking up at him stupidly and saying along the lines of "Oh my fucking god." The guys looked at my eyes and said that I had no color left in my eyes.
The dancing was great, the guys were cool, and just everyone else rocked. I was falling in love with all these people. And they were nice to me once they found out I was a newbie. I got enough water from the guys.
The only bad thing that I could figure out was the biting. I just would chew and such. I was making out with our new-found guy friends and they kept telling me that I shouldn't bite their faces off.
The cops ended up ending the rave and we went to an afterparty at someone's house. It was so wierd. The lack of hardfelt music left a sort of peace in me. I felt sort of innocent around these people and some even said I was cute in the way I acted (which is odd considering that I'm anything but).
The comedown hit me on the ride home. I chewed a couple of water bottle caps to pieces and couldn't stop clenching my fists. At the time, though, I was still feeling euphoric and not even the pain bothered me. I saw a few hallucinations that scared the hell out of me but I would quickly forget about them.
I'm definately now a fan of this great drug. I know it wasn't smart to just take what was given to me but I've been looking into it all week and have the knowledge not to do it again. I don't know if it's the drug still in my system (maybe not?) or just the experience itself, but it definately lifted me up from a pretty bad depression. I've been absolutely giddy all week.
The only thing that disappoints me is the amount of time I need to force myself to stick to before rolling again so that I can make sure that I can enjoy this drug as long as I can help it. I will be breaking that promise to myself this next weekend because of several raves lined up with my new friends but I won't roll for several weeks after that.
A big thumbs up for MDMA.
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Here's my second trip report on ecstasy but decided instead of starting a new thread, to add it here.
So I took MDMA again the other night at a Valentine's party and the experience was definately different.
The rave was huge and everything was great except I felt a little out of place. The guys I went with ended up going off and doing other things so I was left to wander around by myself. I had given my money to one of them for my roll but he couldn't find anything until about 3am which was when I dropped it. A pink trumpet was what he told me and it was definately a smaller pill than the one I took before.
I didn't feel it until about half an hour later. It was so different though. I believe my previous mood really affected me. My body felt great but I just felt extremely lonely and the guys I came with either didn't have the attention span to stay with me or had someone else. I did end up finding a guy that I thought I knew and ended up giving/getting massages from him.
I ended up going to an afterparty with my friends where I just kept spacing out. During the whole time I was rolling, I had major eye wiggles and I would just stand under a strobe light in the middle of the hall and watch as the people walked by.
After a while, I found one of my friends and just leaned against him. He asked if he could sleep in my car and I agreed to let him. I went out there with him and we ended up sleeping together. By that time, I was already reaching the come down so it wasn't as great as I've heard sex on E could be.
I went home that morning with a better insight on rolling and myself. I think the pill I took wasn't cut with speed like I believe the other one was but more pure. Despite the bad mood that slipped in and out that night, I still had such a great time. I was much more aware of myself and what I was doing. I woke up the next day with a sore jaw but I avoided cut up cheeks. And I was able to observe the way I felt and what my body was feeling.
I've decided to wait a while until my next roll. I won't really have much trouble doing that considering the amount of restrictions put on me once I did finally get home (yay for parents). I want to wait 6 to 8 weeks but if the opprutunity arises at 4 weeks, I just may go for it.
Fun times, must do it again.
It's been nearly a week since my first roll but I still can't get it out of my head.
My friend and I had met these guys at the mall and they invited us to a rave. I've always wanted to go to one but never got the chance so of course, I snatched it up.
We showed up at the place before the guys got there. The music rocked and just watching the people and the lasers. I was in heaven. My friend sort of brought me down, though, by her bad mood. She was supposed to be at home and was going to be in major shit for this. But after trying to cheer her up, I said fuck it and tried to get into the mood.
Then the guys show up and they ask if we want to roll. I'd never done anything beyond weed and alcohol and the experience they described just had to be experienced to be believed. I agreed but my friend declined.
So we all got our pills. I didn't know at the time what kind it was but found out later it was a triple-stacked blue crush. After dropping, I was extremely excited about the feeling before it even came.
The guys had all dropped a bit before me so they started rolling sooner than me. They were describing everything to me so I wouldn't freak out or anything. Then as I was looking at them, my vision sort of....shifted. They just looked odd and the lights were just going crazy. One of them laughed and asked if I was rolling. I wasn't sure and he then took me to dance.
We went to the basement where a strobelight was set up and started to dance. All of a sudden, it hit me. I couldn't believe the feelings going through my body. Just the energy I felt from him and me. It was insane. I'd never felt such...ecstasy like this.
I ended up getting some massages from the guys and then a couple of light shows. Wow. I never knew colors could feel that good. Then this guy did an awesome blowing up trick having to do with massaging and shaking my head. I remember looking up at him stupidly and saying along the lines of "Oh my fucking god." The guys looked at my eyes and said that I had no color left in my eyes.
The dancing was great, the guys were cool, and just everyone else rocked. I was falling in love with all these people. And they were nice to me once they found out I was a newbie. I got enough water from the guys.
The only bad thing that I could figure out was the biting. I just would chew and such. I was making out with our new-found guy friends and they kept telling me that I shouldn't bite their faces off.
The cops ended up ending the rave and we went to an afterparty at someone's house. It was so wierd. The lack of hardfelt music left a sort of peace in me. I felt sort of innocent around these people and some even said I was cute in the way I acted (which is odd considering that I'm anything but).
The comedown hit me on the ride home. I chewed a couple of water bottle caps to pieces and couldn't stop clenching my fists. At the time, though, I was still feeling euphoric and not even the pain bothered me. I saw a few hallucinations that scared the hell out of me but I would quickly forget about them.
I'm definately now a fan of this great drug. I know it wasn't smart to just take what was given to me but I've been looking into it all week and have the knowledge not to do it again. I don't know if it's the drug still in my system (maybe not?) or just the experience itself, but it definately lifted me up from a pretty bad depression. I've been absolutely giddy all week.
The only thing that disappoints me is the amount of time I need to force myself to stick to before rolling again so that I can make sure that I can enjoy this drug as long as I can help it. I will be breaking that promise to myself this next weekend because of several raves lined up with my new friends but I won't roll for several weeks after that.
A big thumbs up for MDMA.
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Here's my second trip report on ecstasy but decided instead of starting a new thread, to add it here.
So I took MDMA again the other night at a Valentine's party and the experience was definately different.
The rave was huge and everything was great except I felt a little out of place. The guys I went with ended up going off and doing other things so I was left to wander around by myself. I had given my money to one of them for my roll but he couldn't find anything until about 3am which was when I dropped it. A pink trumpet was what he told me and it was definately a smaller pill than the one I took before.
I didn't feel it until about half an hour later. It was so different though. I believe my previous mood really affected me. My body felt great but I just felt extremely lonely and the guys I came with either didn't have the attention span to stay with me or had someone else. I did end up finding a guy that I thought I knew and ended up giving/getting massages from him.
I ended up going to an afterparty with my friends where I just kept spacing out. During the whole time I was rolling, I had major eye wiggles and I would just stand under a strobe light in the middle of the hall and watch as the people walked by.
After a while, I found one of my friends and just leaned against him. He asked if he could sleep in my car and I agreed to let him. I went out there with him and we ended up sleeping together. By that time, I was already reaching the come down so it wasn't as great as I've heard sex on E could be.
I went home that morning with a better insight on rolling and myself. I think the pill I took wasn't cut with speed like I believe the other one was but more pure. Despite the bad mood that slipped in and out that night, I still had such a great time. I was much more aware of myself and what I was doing. I woke up the next day with a sore jaw but I avoided cut up cheeks. And I was able to observe the way I felt and what my body was feeling.
I've decided to wait a while until my next roll. I won't really have much trouble doing that considering the amount of restrictions put on me once I did finally get home (yay for parents). I want to wait 6 to 8 weeks but if the opprutunity arises at 4 weeks, I just may go for it.
Fun times, must do it again.
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I actually would reccomend a pacifier, or juicy fruit gum(my personal favorite).
