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Let's just say this experience blew me the fuck away.
I received 500 mg methylone early Monday afternoon and just could not wait to try the stuff. After much deliberation and reading up, I decided that a full-blown experience was the only way to go with this stuff, even though I had an analytical chemistry exam at 11:30 Tuesday morning. I'd studied enough, now it was time for a little positive reinforcement.
~8:30 PM-dosed ~160 mg methylone in an ounce or so of coca-cola.
t+0:15-A growing feeling of excitement is present, almost exactly like the feeling I get before a good roll.
t+0:30-Definitely starting to feel something, I started getting little flashes of euphoric energy through my chest and back, and when I stood up to walk around I felt VERY lightheaded. Noticed some minor changes in the visual field, slight color enhancement and all that jazz.
t+0:45-About this time is when I would say I had 'come up', little did I know what was left in store.
At about 9:30 I decided to snort an additional 25 mg, just for kicks. Up the tooter it goes, not much of a burn, but a serious chemical bitterness, making faces.
Shortly after this, I became totally overwhelmed by thoughts of one particular girl in my life and I felt that above all, I had to find her and talk to her. I'd been keeping my feelings in for far too long and it was time for a confession. So, I hopped in my car and drove to her dorm, piggy backed in the door and walked up to her room to find...her roommate! She wasn't there, I was so dismayed, in my chemically excited state I had totally neglected to remember that she had gone home earlier that day. I hung out for a couple minutes and talked to her roommate, asking certain questions that I would not normally ask...like, has she said anything at all about me? As it turns out, she had, so there's hope yet.
Maybe a little background info is important here, the girl I'm talking about (we'll call her J), has been a good friend of mine for a few years. Her twin brother S is and has been one of my best friends for the same length of time. I've harbored feelings for this girl the entire time I have known her, but because her brother and I were such good friends I never did much about it. That'd be too tangled of a web for me to navigate.
After high school though, J and I ended up at the same college, while S moved back to their native Florida. We started spending a lot of time together and talking a lot more than we had and realized we really have a lot in common. I can literally read this girl's mind, it's like there is a connection we have that other people don't have. I had this same connection with her brother in high school and because I spent most of my time hanging out with him, I never had any clue that it was the same with his twin (who is also very, very beautiful).
The methylone pretty much overwhelmed me with feelings for this girl and I felt that I had waited long enough and that I must communicate this to her. I called her on the phone and we talked, but I was still hesitant to just bust out that I was secretly falling in love with her. I ended up sending her a text message saying that I had feelings for her (lame I know, but it got the point across), to which she replied that she really did not know how to respond and that we should talk about it more at a different time. That was good enough for me, I felt enormous relief just getting it off of my chest. If my intuition is right (which it almost always is) then she reciprocates at least some of that feeling, but that she is more afraid/reluctant to express it than I am. Both of us have dealt with some relationships that ended quite nastily, and I think we both still feel the sting a little bit.
I'm sure that will work itself out exactly as it should, whatever happens.
t+2:00-the powerfully emotional phase of the experience was nearing an end now, and the night had taken on more of a party atmosphere over at my friend's apartment. Two of my good friends were there and also decided to partake in some methylone, so I weighed out a good 180 mg each and they took it the same way I did in a couple ounces of coca-cola.
One thing I noticed about the methylone was an intense, INTENSE desire to get higher. I felt like doing anything, more methylone, cocaine, oxycontin, alcohol, whatever I could get my hands on. I just didn't feel 'high' enough I guess, even though I was very high. I did not like that aspect of the experience at all, when I take a drug for the first time, I damn well expect it to be all I need at the time. This was decidedly not so with methylone, which coincides with other reports I have read.
So, at about midnight (t+3:30) I broke open a capsule containing between 22 and 24 mg of 4-AcO-MiPT fumarate (mipracetin) and divided the pile into four fairly even sized piles containing ~5-6 mg each. I grabbed a tooter and snorted up one of the piles. Horrible tryptamine taste, but I could feel that psychedelic edge coming on and I liked it. I snorted another pile, getting a total of about 12 mg mipracetin up my tooter. Then, my two friends who had also taken methylone each had a pile to themselves. The timing was better for them, I think, than for myself. I had passed the peak of the methylone at the time, but because they were about 1:30 behind me, they were peaking when they railed the mipracetin. For one of my friends, this was both his first time on methylone and on mipracetin, and he had combined the two. He had a life-changing experience that night, hehe
This was when the experience really took off. The synergy between the methylone and the mipracetin was amazing, I just kept tripping harder and harder (I've never insufflated a psychedelic before). The tryptamine mindfuck feeling and the surging body energy was being pushed hard by the methylone, which had maintained a very strong stimulant feel. My pupils were fucking huge, my heart was racing, and the open eye visuals were stunning. My friend Casey was tripping as hard as I was, having no tolerance or prior experience with either chemical. We kept going through realization after realization. Every thought I had felt like an epiphany, the methylone had an exremely positive push on the tryptamine thoughts and it was just amazing.
Everything felt very right, I congratulated Casey on really opening the doors of his perception. He kept imparting to me (I'm kind of a mentor for this guy when it comes to psychedelics) that he was having the pinnacle experience of his life, and I was so very glad to have helped him achieve it. We also were passing around some of the finest bud I have smoked in a long time, which lent itself to the experience very nicely.
At about t+6:30 I found myself coming down from both the mipracetin and the methylone, it was about 3:00 AM at the time, and my friend whose apartment we were at decided he needed some time alone so he drove Casey and I back to our dorms. I drank a Myoplex shake and realized that it is the perfect drink for any drug user, it has a lot of protein/fiber/vitamins and it fills you up with 300 calories of chocolatey goodness. The shake and a handful of sleep-inducing supplements (GABA, melatonin, arginine, glutamine, ZMA) helped me get to sleep by around 5 AM. Woke up at 11 AM, took a gram of ALCAR for good measure, went to class, took my test, did fairly well on it and left. I went to calculus right after and realized that the test had drained the last of my energy for the day so I walked out and went and got high with a buddy.
There was no bad comedown, and while I was extremely tired the next day, I experienced no day after crash the way I typically do with MDMA. No day after headache/nausea/anything like that really, except a general lack of appetite.
I still have not talked to J, but ever since that experience she has been on my mind a lot more. I think the methylone showed me how badly I need to love and be loved, enough of this promiscuous, meaningless sex that I've been getting by on recently. And of all the girls I know of, none is more deserving of my love (which I do not dish out much of) than her. So...we'll see how this goes.
Overall, I'd give methylone an 8 out of 10. 8 points for euphoria, sociability, clear-headedness, and day after effects. Minus 2 for the unendurable desire to get more fucked up while on it. I'd give the methylone+mipracetin combo a 9/10, 9 points for general feelings of well-being, visual goodies, intense euphoria, and colorful conversation. Minus 1, because...well...10/10 is a perfect score, and the closest I've come to that is LSD+MDMA, which defintely outdid this experience.
I received 500 mg methylone early Monday afternoon and just could not wait to try the stuff. After much deliberation and reading up, I decided that a full-blown experience was the only way to go with this stuff, even though I had an analytical chemistry exam at 11:30 Tuesday morning. I'd studied enough, now it was time for a little positive reinforcement.
~8:30 PM-dosed ~160 mg methylone in an ounce or so of coca-cola.
t+0:15-A growing feeling of excitement is present, almost exactly like the feeling I get before a good roll.
t+0:30-Definitely starting to feel something, I started getting little flashes of euphoric energy through my chest and back, and when I stood up to walk around I felt VERY lightheaded. Noticed some minor changes in the visual field, slight color enhancement and all that jazz.
t+0:45-About this time is when I would say I had 'come up', little did I know what was left in store.
At about 9:30 I decided to snort an additional 25 mg, just for kicks. Up the tooter it goes, not much of a burn, but a serious chemical bitterness, making faces.
Shortly after this, I became totally overwhelmed by thoughts of one particular girl in my life and I felt that above all, I had to find her and talk to her. I'd been keeping my feelings in for far too long and it was time for a confession. So, I hopped in my car and drove to her dorm, piggy backed in the door and walked up to her room to find...her roommate! She wasn't there, I was so dismayed, in my chemically excited state I had totally neglected to remember that she had gone home earlier that day. I hung out for a couple minutes and talked to her roommate, asking certain questions that I would not normally ask...like, has she said anything at all about me? As it turns out, she had, so there's hope yet.
Maybe a little background info is important here, the girl I'm talking about (we'll call her J), has been a good friend of mine for a few years. Her twin brother S is and has been one of my best friends for the same length of time. I've harbored feelings for this girl the entire time I have known her, but because her brother and I were such good friends I never did much about it. That'd be too tangled of a web for me to navigate.
After high school though, J and I ended up at the same college, while S moved back to their native Florida. We started spending a lot of time together and talking a lot more than we had and realized we really have a lot in common. I can literally read this girl's mind, it's like there is a connection we have that other people don't have. I had this same connection with her brother in high school and because I spent most of my time hanging out with him, I never had any clue that it was the same with his twin (who is also very, very beautiful).
The methylone pretty much overwhelmed me with feelings for this girl and I felt that I had waited long enough and that I must communicate this to her. I called her on the phone and we talked, but I was still hesitant to just bust out that I was secretly falling in love with her. I ended up sending her a text message saying that I had feelings for her (lame I know, but it got the point across), to which she replied that she really did not know how to respond and that we should talk about it more at a different time. That was good enough for me, I felt enormous relief just getting it off of my chest. If my intuition is right (which it almost always is) then she reciprocates at least some of that feeling, but that she is more afraid/reluctant to express it than I am. Both of us have dealt with some relationships that ended quite nastily, and I think we both still feel the sting a little bit.
I'm sure that will work itself out exactly as it should, whatever happens.
t+2:00-the powerfully emotional phase of the experience was nearing an end now, and the night had taken on more of a party atmosphere over at my friend's apartment. Two of my good friends were there and also decided to partake in some methylone, so I weighed out a good 180 mg each and they took it the same way I did in a couple ounces of coca-cola.
One thing I noticed about the methylone was an intense, INTENSE desire to get higher. I felt like doing anything, more methylone, cocaine, oxycontin, alcohol, whatever I could get my hands on. I just didn't feel 'high' enough I guess, even though I was very high. I did not like that aspect of the experience at all, when I take a drug for the first time, I damn well expect it to be all I need at the time. This was decidedly not so with methylone, which coincides with other reports I have read.
So, at about midnight (t+3:30) I broke open a capsule containing between 22 and 24 mg of 4-AcO-MiPT fumarate (mipracetin) and divided the pile into four fairly even sized piles containing ~5-6 mg each. I grabbed a tooter and snorted up one of the piles. Horrible tryptamine taste, but I could feel that psychedelic edge coming on and I liked it. I snorted another pile, getting a total of about 12 mg mipracetin up my tooter. Then, my two friends who had also taken methylone each had a pile to themselves. The timing was better for them, I think, than for myself. I had passed the peak of the methylone at the time, but because they were about 1:30 behind me, they were peaking when they railed the mipracetin. For one of my friends, this was both his first time on methylone and on mipracetin, and he had combined the two. He had a life-changing experience that night, hehe
This was when the experience really took off. The synergy between the methylone and the mipracetin was amazing, I just kept tripping harder and harder (I've never insufflated a psychedelic before). The tryptamine mindfuck feeling and the surging body energy was being pushed hard by the methylone, which had maintained a very strong stimulant feel. My pupils were fucking huge, my heart was racing, and the open eye visuals were stunning. My friend Casey was tripping as hard as I was, having no tolerance or prior experience with either chemical. We kept going through realization after realization. Every thought I had felt like an epiphany, the methylone had an exremely positive push on the tryptamine thoughts and it was just amazing.
Everything felt very right, I congratulated Casey on really opening the doors of his perception. He kept imparting to me (I'm kind of a mentor for this guy when it comes to psychedelics) that he was having the pinnacle experience of his life, and I was so very glad to have helped him achieve it. We also were passing around some of the finest bud I have smoked in a long time, which lent itself to the experience very nicely.
At about t+6:30 I found myself coming down from both the mipracetin and the methylone, it was about 3:00 AM at the time, and my friend whose apartment we were at decided he needed some time alone so he drove Casey and I back to our dorms. I drank a Myoplex shake and realized that it is the perfect drink for any drug user, it has a lot of protein/fiber/vitamins and it fills you up with 300 calories of chocolatey goodness. The shake and a handful of sleep-inducing supplements (GABA, melatonin, arginine, glutamine, ZMA) helped me get to sleep by around 5 AM. Woke up at 11 AM, took a gram of ALCAR for good measure, went to class, took my test, did fairly well on it and left. I went to calculus right after and realized that the test had drained the last of my energy for the day so I walked out and went and got high with a buddy.
There was no bad comedown, and while I was extremely tired the next day, I experienced no day after crash the way I typically do with MDMA. No day after headache/nausea/anything like that really, except a general lack of appetite.
I still have not talked to J, but ever since that experience she has been on my mind a lot more. I think the methylone showed me how badly I need to love and be loved, enough of this promiscuous, meaningless sex that I've been getting by on recently. And of all the girls I know of, none is more deserving of my love (which I do not dish out much of) than her. So...we'll see how this goes.
Overall, I'd give methylone an 8 out of 10. 8 points for euphoria, sociability, clear-headedness, and day after effects. Minus 2 for the unendurable desire to get more fucked up while on it. I'd give the methylone+mipracetin combo a 9/10, 9 points for general feelings of well-being, visual goodies, intense euphoria, and colorful conversation. Minus 1, because...well...10/10 is a perfect score, and the closest I've come to that is LSD+MDMA, which defintely outdid this experience.
