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MDPV Megathread 11: Still sorting all the porn.

I have a question, I hope it's not against the rules to ask... Since the perv powder is scheduled in the UK, I assume people are using EU vendors and having it sent to them in the UK?

No problems?
 
I have a question, I hope it's not against the rules to ask... Since the perv powder is scheduled in the UK, I assume people are using EU vendors and having it sent to them in the UK?

No problems?

I haven't come across any UK vendors obviously selling pv, or indeed any other casualties of the devastating ignorance and grotesque thuggery that cowers shamefully behind the polite euphemism of "The UK's drug policy". I presume that such business has, to a large extent, migrated to darknet markets rife with scams and abuse and conspicuous in their absence of any moral standards, commercial integrity or plain common decency.

You see, as far as the intellectually challenged cunts are concerned, that's a fucking result...
 
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Started on the white train in 2008 haven't used since October 2014, only because PV is increasingly difficult to obtain, especially in the US. I never used PV daily, but went on 5g week long binges every other month or so. I'll be honest, I think about doing it almost every day. I've had the mythical tan, but mostly the pure white variety. I've used every ROA, my favorite being IV, sweet baby jesus what a rush. Like a creeping sonic boom. It can make you feel god like, at a heavy price. I don't believe I have any long term health problems other than thinking about it, and a bit of anxiety here and there. I'm on the fence about how my life has been since not using. I suppose I'm better off. Just wanted to post to all the pv pervs. If your trying to kick it good luck, already have good job. Still using no problem, wish i was there... sometimes....stay safe guys.
 
While we're on the subject of whether posts about supply are allowed, I'll try not to test the mods too much with this purely theoretical musing..

but it came up in a conversation I was having the other day, that for the determined researcher who wanted to investigate the properties of well known controlled substances like say (meth-)amph's, it is probably quite easy to google "*this particular search term*" and be rewarded with reliable and accessible information which the non-specialist but resourceful, responsible enthusiast with a solid scientific background (although not in organic chemistry) might be able to convert into a personal amount of raw material upon which to carry out some careful research. If however that same enthusiastic empiricist found that there wasn't much to learn by exploring such well trodden paths, and wished instead to learn of the properties of more exotic substances such as that from which this thread takes its name, the same reference material is not available. The question that arose was this:

is that lack of available information an indication that the process involved is inherently more complex and difficult to carry out, and/or an indication that the precursors are less readily available, or was it simply due to the fact that the substance is newer and less well research and less well documented?
 
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Joined this forum a while ago and used mainly for reference with little active participation. I have read parts of this and other related megathreads such as stuffmonger's description of his investigation into the tan synthesis process but can't say I remember ever feeling certain that the chemistry or the science behind the qualitative anecdotal reports was established so if anyone is able to sum that discussion up in a couple of sentences it would save me some time as I do have an interest in this subject but years of mdpv use has left me so prone to distraction and quite unable to prioritize that I now have a tendency to become lost in the process and driven to explore the blind alley behind every link and ultimately the end or goal that might have been visible at the outset, like that of this sentence becomes hopelessly obscured...

This though is the only negative i've discovered from pv use. I've never used anything to come down and have never experienced a hangover as such, nor any paranoia or psychotic episodes. The stuff is indeed like food for me. I recently broke a multi-year habit of daily consumption of around 0.25g with a month long spell of enforced abstinence due to lack of funds and difficulty with supply. The worsUt was intense psychological cravings and a tendency to sleep 14 hours per day. However I have no doubt that had the substance been alcohol with an equivalent dosage daily for the same period I would at the very least be in hospital with liver disease and much of the time would have experienced a very impaired quality of life. With pv though, not only are any adverse physical effects undetectable (to me without undergoing a full medical examination), the quality of life I've had over the past 5 or 6 years of continual pv use has in my own subjective opinion been enhanced. I realise that this is not the experience of many but I do feel it's worth offering my own experience to balance to many horror stories I've read relating to the same.

I've to say that ^THIS is a downright rarity seen here and it's great - as it's showing that the Peev is not just the notoriously discredited Compound so many ppl dislike - even though i should add it's not my intention to embellish it here!

It's to point out that there're so many People giving it the bad Reputation it has, just because most of 'em are not being able to handle it even with a wee bit of respect and so indiscriminating one of the very very few, possibly not only non-toxic (not based on actual facts but because of it's relatives Prolintane and Pyrovalerone) but probably also useful Substances that's ever been made available. I mean, think of LSD - no one with common sense and a working brain would ingest ridiculous doses of it daily! Why?

Because everyone knows very well that it's something of high potency, which must be handled properly

This being said, there're two kinds of ppl, those (the minority), showing that it's possible to manage living decent AND using it without going crazy, eating ppls faces right off their heads! Then there are, contrary to those few who think of it as a worthwile Chemical, which are (in most cases) banging it completely unreasonable and so end up psychotic and in the Psych Ward, at worst! Damn, it really seems like ppl don't even know that other, not nearly as potent Stims compared to this one, carry the exact same risk - and this is not being considered when those are leaving rambling Posts about how bad their experience(s) with the Peev is/were!

Keep in mind, this Compound is a true classic (in contrast to most of the new, hastily made and possibly even highly toxic designer drugs, as 5-IT for example), that even has been researched to a certain degree back in the days, when chemists were trying to find a suitable Chemical to thread diseases as ADD/ADHD, but has been put aside because of Methylphenidate. This i because it seemed (and in my personal opinion absolutely is) preferable to 3,4-Methylenedioxypyrovalerone - even though it's a Gem if threated reasonable. Ironically there are no long-term studies about Ritalin (MPD) available, indicating what it does - besides of it being a NDRI with it's well-known mechanism of action, i.e. release, inhibit and reuptake both, norepinephrine/noradrenaline and dopamine. Of course there are none for MDPV, besides recently published pharmacology data but plenty of reports of ppl who took it for prolonged periods, revealing that it's possibly less toxic (if at all) as Methylphenidate is - although this is pure speculation!
 
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Over the course of 3 years of MDPV use, from 2007 to 2010, I went to rock bottom and burrowed a little beneath it, I think. Take the most debilitating experiences described in these threads, and mine were at least on par. Every possible route of administration. Such was my tolerance that I used to inhale vaporized freebase until my lungs ran out of capacity, and then go back for another hit. (It was largely ineffective by then, but I was seeking for a way to spite and silence those voices and just enjoy myself.) IV use was also a favorite, and I remember with horror writhing on the floor, feebly wanking to keep my mind off the fact that my heart will probably give in in the next 5 minutes. Any semi-loud sound flooded my chest with a searing fire, and I still believe that if someone had chanced to ring my doorbell, I would have had such a spike of adrenaline that my heart would fail.

I started my recovery in 2010, and each passing month saw me better off than the last, and each passing year was much better than the last. My marriage was past salvation, though, and the weight gain was practically inevitable, my body took every meager calorie and greedily stored it as fat, until I gained 77 lbs.

But I found a shitty job in the middle of a world crisis, and I drank and ate to forget, and life was glum but tolerable and not without a little brightness, but I remember 2011 as very glum. But then again rock bottoms are that way. Eventually, in 2012, I quit the shitty job and freelanced for a few months, dieted, drank less, hit the gym more often, even explored my homosexual side. In 2013 I started on a dream job that I landed through a combination of miracle and natural talent. The job required a high level of intellectual prowess and creative ability, so my brain started getting the same regular rigorous exercise as my body was getting. Eventually I started to earn more, and more, and more, and job satisfaction was excellent, and the anxiety that the years of wild hedonism had done my brain irreparable damage had all but gone by then. 2014 was particularly successful.

Fitness-wise, my body shed most of the ungainly fat and I turned out to be fairly gifted in the muscular department. By then gym had become something of a comfortable and familiar habit, and I was beginning to see the outline of my six-pack (so my transition went from emaciated mdpv skeleton -> wobbling tub of suet -> normal fit guy).

(I think that the most lasting effect of my 3 years of heavy use has been my extreme sensitivity to sounds in general and droning monotone, such as the noisy cooler of a PC, in particular, but even that sensitivity seems to be dwindling. I don’t sleep as soundly as I used to, in that sounds still wake me up, but earplugs solve that problem. In 2014 I underwent a series of medical tests and my bloodwork and hormones and heart were all pristine.)

In 2015 I moved to another country, and I’ll be damned if I haven’t been absolutely craving a 16-hour relapse into MDPV for the past 2 weeks. It’s surprising and puzzling — I mean, hello, 5 years off it and much the better for it? But still I’ve been thinking about it with such intensity that I fear I might give in (and part of me wants to).

The way I keep envisaging it is that I’d get myself a gram and weigh out 200 mg; flush the rest. Start early on Saturday, enjoy a 15-hour vaping session, finish by midnight, flush anything that remains, take a Seroquel and a few benzos, and basically hope that a day’s use after years of abstinence will let me get away with light consequences — at most a few days of feeling down and bad about having succumbed to the temptation.

It sounds hardly worth it, yet sounds almost worth it, and I’m sorely tempted to try. Despite the years of horror, despite (or maybe because of) the amazing recovery, I still want to flirt with the devil one more time.

I wonder how it will go.
 
Why risk 5 years of recovery for an unlikely 15 hour session? You know the deal better than me.
 
It’s a good question without a good answer. The best I can tell you is that the risk seems worth it. I feel that with careful planning and precautions I can get away with it with minimal negative consequences. I realize consciously that it is not a good idea, but knowing myself I think I will go through with it on May 23.

It slightly annoys me that even after 4 years completely drug-free, the drug has such a hold on my brain. I think I want to revisit it after years of sobriety and see if it is what I remember it to be. I mean, the beginning of the road to rock bottom was pretty good, back in 2007. I should be able to get away with a day’s binge in 2015.

I am actually hoping that by verbalizing my thoughts I will either understand the why of the sudden and strong craving and cajole myself into living past May 23 without succumbing to the desire (after May 23 I will not be in a position to do anything irresponsible); or, and this is the current scenario I’m aiming at, I will go through with the plan and hope that my sober self can plan well enough to indulge, satisfy the demon of the dopamine reward system and get away with it with nothing worse than a day of feeling awful and a week of feeling meh.
 
Totally ignoring anything that has been said concerning the 'MDPV Horror', what's a good starting dose for vaping this stuff?
 
20mg or such, prob be some left on foil, but i been using it every week, and i just dump a huge pile on and have to hit it a few times to get anything (not saying do that just tolerance goes up fast and it's the most morish drug ever.
 
Totally ignoring anything that has been said concerning the 'MDPV Horror', what's a good starting dose for vaping this stuff?

Start around 20/30mg & run it on foil. Freebase though (if you make it) is far better imho. The Hcl is meant to fuck your brain up in a bad way, the actual smoke from the hcl is meant to be really bad, the freebase I would start to smoke from 5mg & go up from there.

Just got my shit together after going on a 6 day binge & ended up doing over 1,500mg. When the bin ghosts & Interdimensional Gang Stalking demons start to attack you it's time to quit F.U.B.A.R.
 
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When the bin ghosts & Interdimensional Gang Stalking demons start to attack you it's time to quit

=D

QFT!

I'd say as long as those Guys don't show up, there's no reason to Freak out!
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The way I keep envisaging it is that I’d get myself a gram and weigh out 200 mg; flush the rest.

FWIW, my last large(ish) order was for 10g. Part of that was for a friend. Once it landed I spent a lot of time faffing about weiging and dividing different sized baggies... then putting it all back together and reweighing and divvying... all the time chasing for all I was worth... Of course by the time I had to actually do something other than play with it I'd already smoked far too much to be capable of doing anything other than smoking the rest.

I was so riddled with Parkisonian symptoms towards the end I'm genuinely amazed I came back from it. Really is incredible how such a truly headmashing substance can ultimately tread relatively gently upon body and mind... to a point. Much of the rest of you post sounds remarkably familiar to me - and, I suspect, to pretty much all of us who have had our time with it - so I know nothing I say will come as news to you... But I would try to remind you of just how intense that fiending is and how severe the outcomes can be. I'd be reasonably sure that - as with so many addictive drugs - relapses represent ever decreasing circles.
 
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The way I keep envisaging it is that I’d get myself a gram and weigh out 200 mg; flush the rest. Start early on Saturday, enjoy a 15-hour vaping session, finish by midnight, flush anything that remains, take a Seroquel and a few benzos, and basically hope that a day’s use after years of abstinence will let me get away with light consequences — at most a few days of feeling down and bad about having succumbed to the temptation.

It sounds hardly worth it, yet sounds almost worth it, and I’m sorely tempted to try. Despite the years of horror, despite (or maybe because of) the amazing recovery, I still want to flirt with the devil one more time.

I wonder how it will go.


When I hear talk of flushing this substance, especially at a time when supply is becoming a problem, I can't help but feel outraged in the same way as I was presumably meant to be as a child when, in order to instil in me a sense of shame for the iniquity of wasting food, my parents would remind me of those starving people in poorer regions of the world.
 
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