bikki_muncher69
Bluelighter
An insight into junkieville
Saturday night was probabbly one of the most influential nights of my life, the things I saw and experienced that night made me never want to touch drugs again.
So i end up leaving my house at 7.50pm drop 2 good qaulity e's just before I get on the train. About 20 min's later it hit me and damm did i know about it. Hit me like a punch in the face i started peaking so hard, tingles all over my body and I couldent sit still. 5 mins later I got off the train and headed over to my that is about 10 min tram ride rom the city. I arrived and was greeted by my mate and his girl, with all the party nessecaties e.g. porn on the t.v., good beats on the stereo, glow sticks and fruit and munchies. After the others ad arrived we stayed in the house for a $few hours then this girl wanted to get speed.
We ended up going to the city at 11 and to the street where drugs are genrally sold saw this guy that looked good for it and he said no worries so me and my mate jumped in the car with him and he drove to his dealers house. He started talking to us in the car just having a friendly chat then he started telling us about his life. He told us how he got into drugs and how he wished he had never gone there. Like my mate and I he was a private school boy that just started out on pot when he was 17, at 18 he was clubbing and taking e's and speed then moved onto the Heroin. He was telling us that he thought exactly the same thing we were "ohh look at that junkie im never going to end up on that shit" But he did and he said everyone says they wont but some people do. He asked us, what didyou boys say about weed before you really knew about it, of coarse most people's reaction is "ill never do that shit" but we end up doing it.
He said and what did u guys say about e before you did it and the same goes we would never touch it. Well here we are peaking off our heads in this dealers car with speed and weed and he's telling us why we shouldent do drugs. He then takes us to his smack dealer because he wants to show us what kind of life junkie's live. His Heroin dealer lives in an airconditioner service room in these commision homes and pases the shit under the wire door, this guy is so fucked up he can hardly talk.
Anyway the dealer drives us back into the city we get our drugs and end up going back to my mates thinkn bout what the dealer said. We decide why the hell not lets snort this speed, it hit me like a brick wall i was so fucking charged about about 30 mins later we smoked a shitload of weed and thats when the visuals an paranoia kicked in. My mate actually stopped breathing for about 30 seconds then when i slapped him he came out of it and was gasping for air with the biggest look of shock in his eyes. He told me the night after he thought he had died, said he had this feeling of great weakness then just let go and there was darkness, he said he could hear voices and thought he was going to heaven but then told them to get fucked and said his heaven was on earth(i think he was just tripping instead of the near death experience).
10 mins later at about 2am My mate and his girl decided to go walking so we did and fuck were we tripping like helll or what. I kept on seeing people running after us and cars chaseing us. The hallucinations were so real and my friend was experienceing the similar sort of thing. We ended up getting split up i was wandering around the place trying to hide from these imaginary people.
At one stage when i was hideing from the people on this balconey the french doors of this persons room were open because it was a hot night and i wandered in thinking it was my friends house and he was asleep on the bed, so i yelled out shit man where have you been! and some guys just sits up mutters "what the fuck" and goes back to sleep while im still standing there(he must have been thining he was dreaming) i run away and eventually find the house again(after about 2 hours) i end up going to bed but still tripping out thinking people are coming into my room. I finally end up going into a half dazed sleep where im dreamin of life as a junkie and how fucked i became, the dream ended with me killing myself.
Well since then ive talked to my mate and what that junkie said to us really made us think what we are doing with our lives since he was exactly the same as us when he was our age. We have decided to quit all forms of drugs or only on very very special occasions take E(once or twice a year). Has anyone else had a similar experiene's to the one ive had?.
thanks
Saturday night was probabbly one of the most influential nights of my life, the things I saw and experienced that night made me never want to touch drugs again.
So i end up leaving my house at 7.50pm drop 2 good qaulity e's just before I get on the train. About 20 min's later it hit me and damm did i know about it. Hit me like a punch in the face i started peaking so hard, tingles all over my body and I couldent sit still. 5 mins later I got off the train and headed over to my that is about 10 min tram ride rom the city. I arrived and was greeted by my mate and his girl, with all the party nessecaties e.g. porn on the t.v., good beats on the stereo, glow sticks and fruit and munchies. After the others ad arrived we stayed in the house for a $few hours then this girl wanted to get speed.
We ended up going to the city at 11 and to the street where drugs are genrally sold saw this guy that looked good for it and he said no worries so me and my mate jumped in the car with him and he drove to his dealers house. He started talking to us in the car just having a friendly chat then he started telling us about his life. He told us how he got into drugs and how he wished he had never gone there. Like my mate and I he was a private school boy that just started out on pot when he was 17, at 18 he was clubbing and taking e's and speed then moved onto the Heroin. He was telling us that he thought exactly the same thing we were "ohh look at that junkie im never going to end up on that shit" But he did and he said everyone says they wont but some people do. He asked us, what didyou boys say about weed before you really knew about it, of coarse most people's reaction is "ill never do that shit" but we end up doing it.
He said and what did u guys say about e before you did it and the same goes we would never touch it. Well here we are peaking off our heads in this dealers car with speed and weed and he's telling us why we shouldent do drugs. He then takes us to his smack dealer because he wants to show us what kind of life junkie's live. His Heroin dealer lives in an airconditioner service room in these commision homes and pases the shit under the wire door, this guy is so fucked up he can hardly talk.
Anyway the dealer drives us back into the city we get our drugs and end up going back to my mates thinkn bout what the dealer said. We decide why the hell not lets snort this speed, it hit me like a brick wall i was so fucking charged about about 30 mins later we smoked a shitload of weed and thats when the visuals an paranoia kicked in. My mate actually stopped breathing for about 30 seconds then when i slapped him he came out of it and was gasping for air with the biggest look of shock in his eyes. He told me the night after he thought he had died, said he had this feeling of great weakness then just let go and there was darkness, he said he could hear voices and thought he was going to heaven but then told them to get fucked and said his heaven was on earth(i think he was just tripping instead of the near death experience).
10 mins later at about 2am My mate and his girl decided to go walking so we did and fuck were we tripping like helll or what. I kept on seeing people running after us and cars chaseing us. The hallucinations were so real and my friend was experienceing the similar sort of thing. We ended up getting split up i was wandering around the place trying to hide from these imaginary people.
At one stage when i was hideing from the people on this balconey the french doors of this persons room were open because it was a hot night and i wandered in thinking it was my friends house and he was asleep on the bed, so i yelled out shit man where have you been! and some guys just sits up mutters "what the fuck" and goes back to sleep while im still standing there(he must have been thining he was dreaming) i run away and eventually find the house again(after about 2 hours) i end up going to bed but still tripping out thinking people are coming into my room. I finally end up going into a half dazed sleep where im dreamin of life as a junkie and how fucked i became, the dream ended with me killing myself.
Well since then ive talked to my mate and what that junkie said to us really made us think what we are doing with our lives since he was exactly the same as us when he was our age. We have decided to quit all forms of drugs or only on very very special occasions take E(once or twice a year). Has anyone else had a similar experiene's to the one ive had?.
thanks