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MDxA / Amphetamine / Cannabis - Various Exp - An insight into junkieville

bikki_muncher69

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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
 
hey good story, but i look at the end of your report.

"We have decided to quit all forms of drugs or only on very very special occasions take E(once or twice a year)."

Well thats not a good start, if you quit you quit and NEVER touch ANYTHING again, its as simple as that in my mind.
also i would like to point i do alot of drugs aswell, and i know myself i will never end up like the dudes u have spoke off, and yes i say that now, and i will always say it , and im going to live by it, i have set to two rules in my drug taking , that is NEVER to touch meth and NEVER touch H
and by fuck i never will as i have seen some many ppl go down from it.
i have told my friends not to offer me and of that shit ever, and if they try i will kneecap them.

you are in control of your own life, you choose what the outcome is, its as simple as that in my eyes to be honest, sorry if my rant sounds a little off, im just tired.

peace

hey and good luck with ur choice of not touching sheit again. maybe its for the best if you are worried you will end up like that.
 
He's a cop. Come on why the hell would a dealer, someone who profits from selling you drugs, urge you to stop. And if he wasn't a cop or some zealot you're a cop.
Fuck he's reasoning is off anyway, concerning my group of friends at least. I never thought I'd never try weed, I have always wanted to ever since I knew what it was. True I said I'd never do E, but not because it seemed evil or bad, I just though it sounded shit, getting all jumpy and energetic, this being a time when I prefered just chilling, but even then I wanted to try Acid. Also I research every drug before I try them, and then make a decision on whether to take it or not, and those who become addicted normally don't know what they're getting themselves into.
While I agree that the fate of the junkie is a tragic one, I beleive that as long as you follow the way of harm reduction, and know what you're getting into, you can avoid serious addiction, Just realise when you have a problem and fix it, friends, good friends are invalueable.
 
for me, the drug that has most negatively influenced me is X. i did a lot of X (you guys call it E now, we called it X back in the day) back in '94, and man those were good times. every weekend, sometimes 2 or 3 times a week, for a good 6 months i did X. it was a wild ride, and fun as hell, but eventually it ended, due to monetary problems and such, and i had to move back home with my mom. thus followed a year of deep depression. during this year i had all kinds of wierd flashback type stages of consciousness, where i would start thinking about something as innocuous as say... my fingernails, and i would go off on this wild, wierd, scary half-trip that made no sense. all of these experiences inevitably wound up with me being very scared of existence, that my life was filled with negative energy, that i had no hope at all, no future, and that enternity waited for me... an eternity of darkness and despair. it all made no sense at all. these kinds of experiences continued, like i said, for about a year. around '96, i started to feel halfway normal again, and i moved out of my moms house and back on my own. i felt like i had changed though. i had gotten slightly stupider. i couldn't remember things like i used to. it was very hard for me to find the right word when describing something. it affected my work, and i got fired from several jobs because i made stupid mistakes that came from just forgetting to do simple things. my self confidence crumbled, and i went into a downward spiral of feeling like i had really fucked up my brain somehow. now it is 2005, about 10 years after i did all that X. i'm still not quite right. i've gotten used to being a little stupider. not that i'm a dunce, i still have an IQ of 130, and i'm smart as a whip, but compared to how i was, its a noticeable difference, and i still make stupid mistakes. depression is a constant factor in my life, more so than it used to be. all of this is because of X i think.

now, in order to cope with life and be motivated and be happy, i have to take morphine in the form of poppy seed tea and poppy pods. i have come to terms with the fact that i will not ever be able to function normally in life without the support that morphine gives me... it makes me happy, and i am able to do things in my life for my benefit. i have tried anti-depressents, and they fucked me up even worse than i was. i have tried hypnosis therapy, relaxation therapy, techniques to build self esteem, just about every legit method for recovery and getting over depression, but nothing works. i'm stuck with my morphine cure.

i believe that all of this stems from doing X so much back then. X can cause neural toxicity, damaging parts of the brain. X, to me, is the most dangerous drug of them all, except maybe for speed, which will just flat out kill you eventually... and you're probably a stupid motherfucker to begin with to get hooked on speed, so if you're one of those types, this little bit of information i've just typed here is not for you.

be careful with drugs, expecially X. its the most popular drug that teens do, and IMO, has the most potential to fuck up your life. its also the one that makes you feel the greatest, and makes you want to come back for more the most. just be very careful with X. stay away from it.
 
Harm Reduction. Did you pre and post load? I mean I am if anything an advocate of excessive drug use, but responsibly, and when you start feeling really fucked it's time to take a break. Also, all the symptons you described sounds like a severe seratonin deficienncy (sp?), I had similar problems after I had to stop my "pot every day" habit. Just felt like shit alot and felt really slow, until I got some validation, in my school work. While I can't really speak with any authority on your problems because I jst don't know how it is. But, on the grounds of the problems I have had, the best thing to do is to take a break and focuss on something else you love. While drugs can definitely cause long term damage if not taken responsibly, and not to be a critical bastard or anythinh,2-3 times a week man, and if you didn't pre or post load, you probably just don't have any seratonin left.
 
I'm not seeing much respect for the body here. You're taking drugs without testing them from strangers and without showing any remorse or concern, I would suggest that you are asking for trouble. Remember that lovely mantra from ages ago that still holds true?

Know your body. Know your mind. Know your source.
 
The speed we did end up testing with my mates eztest kit and the pills i allready knew about because they were mine id saved then from a previous night. And the weed seemed pretty fine i think the speed and weed just fucked me up made me psycotic ive never been that fucked up in my life but it was definatly the weed because after the x had mostly worn off i did the speed the it kicked in and i was so charged feeling fine just energetic. When i smoked the weed i just lost it.
 
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