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most fucked up cocaine expieriences

socko said:
I lost my virginity to a hot girl with big tits while on coke. Fucked up enough?

not really fucked up.... more like a kick ass way to loose your virginity !!!
 
One time during this past winter there was a large unexpected storm, tons of snow, wind everything. I picked up a ball of some average coke (the thing is I would of bought it the night before, but I blacked out at a friends party, apparently walked into a field screaming that I was going to buy coke, then came to passed out buried in snow, with no shoes, but a mild case of hypothermia.)

Back to the following day, I plan on selling some of my coke to make some money back so I'm just wasting time doing some lines with a friend in my house. Finally someone calls wanting to buy a gram, I tell him to come over. Around an hour later he shows up, drunk, with another 4 people. So we have a few drinks and a few lines in my room and its crowded and starting to get a little loud so we all decide to go to another friends house (specifically his shed/garage, as it is a nice comfortable place to drink).

The first problem is that he lives about 20 minutes (walking distance) from my house, and we have no ride. The second problem is that during the time spent in my room about a foot of snow has fallen. Ok, so we bundle up and start the walk in the freezing cold snow and wind carrying cases of beer. Finally we make it and we all sit down and have some drinks, some lines, and smoke a few bowls. Flash forward a couple hours and we're all pretty fucked from the beers and coke and weed. But another problem arises, we've ran out of beer. Our only solution is that my friend (whose house we're at) decides to sneak into his house (his parents are home and asleep) and grab a bottle or two of vodka. From what he told us, he made it in without a sound, grabbed the liquor and started for the exit when all of a sudden... SMASH!! a god damned tree fell on his house! Of course said friend had a little bit of explaining to do but all in all made it out succesfully with a bottle of vodka.

What followed that was quite fucked up indeed. After he got back it was pretty obvious that the storm had gotten much worse. Almost every 30-45 seconds we would hear a loud SNAP as another tree would break in the forest surrounding us. What was more scary were the 7 or 8 trees that fell on top of us.

But that wasn't even the most fucked up thing. While we had gotten used to the sound of the trees snapping we got more drunk and did more lines. We were also listening to the radio the whole time, and we had good reception, very clear sound, but what happened around 4 am was very unbelievable at the time. The storm was starting to die down so a few people decided to brave the cold and walk home. One guy left, and the radio died. Just static. He came back in saying he forgot something and the radio came back on... He left again, not noticing everyone else staring at him in bewilderment, and the radio goes out again. Everyone shouts at him to come back, and sure enough the radio starts working. Now that was some fucked up shit....
 
This doesn't involve paranoia but when I first started getting into crack, me & my boyfriend had bought about $50 worth and took it back to my apartment, it was all in a big chunk. He took some off to smoke and then told me to cut some off for myself, I really didn't know how much to do so I cut about half off and took a hit...I remember nothing after that, until waking up on the floor who knows how much later. I asked him how I got on the floor and he goes "You took a big ol hit and then you fell down and started jerking around." I guess I was seizuring for a while, in the meantime he sat on the couch and continued to get high...all the crack was gone by the time I woke up. Yeah, I always have really caring attentive boyfriends.
 
One of my favoite things about coke is how it gets my friends and I ready to fight in parties. Before christmas break a bunch of people were having parties and this dude spilled beer on me and I just quickly decked him in the nose, got it bleeding nicely but I dont know if I broke it properly.

It amounted to no more than a party foul, because the bastard was too fucking drunk to be walking around and had come without any friends to look after him. Plus he soaked my fucking shirt and I had to borrow a new one from my friend.

Ray Hessel--You're a dickhead, not like he shagged your chick or nothing, Its a fucking party, you're suppossed to get a little beer spilled on you now and then, if that would have been me, I would have sprayed you in the face with pepper spray and then kicked the shit out of you and your pusssy friends, then taken all your coke and snorted it up myself
 
I-Love-Marijuana said:
Okay. I'm the dickhead. I'm the one who decided to break into someone's house and steal - just for drugs.

I think you need to reassess who the dickhead is here.

Of course, Pomplemous may be leaving out some crucial details and may be justified. But as of information provided....

A little bit of an idiot, a little bit of a dickhead. He said 'no, don't' to his girlfriend because they were at her house and there was ALREADY coke there. They didn't rob anyone..

Most fucked up shit was when I was addicted I would have my guy meet me down the street like 2-3x per night, in the fucking rain, to hook up another gram. Fucking fiend ass shit. Screw that.
 
*Venus* said:
I really was convinced I was going to pull an Uma Thurman from Pulp Fiction.
That was heroin, not cocaine (she thought it was coke though)

Cool thread. :)
 
jesus.. coke and life experiences.... i dont even feel the need to express. untill i'm sober in the morning.. i'll have some stories to share.. but thank you all for the laughs and somewhat similarities...

i'll post when i wake.
 
Yeah, a fuckwit for sure, but in situations like those its just violent nature and the law of the jungle. I'm just a univeral agent of karmic retribution, and God knows I suffer too...

---Do you even know what karma is you fucking idiot?
 
One time after a few days of doing lines here and there going out,coming back. My roomate came out of his room freaking out to the point were it was like,"hey bud...wanna go to the hospital." Talked him into going.Entire way he was going "im gonna die im going completly numb,etc." Turns out hed been up for 4 1/2 days and hadnt eaten but mainly he hadnt DRANK anything and had to be rehydraded IV at the hospital. that sucked but he was fine at the end of the next day.

oh and ray hessel, dont have kids. What the fuck do you mean law of the jungle and violent nature. Would your family say that at your funeral if that guy straight up knifed you immediatly after you busted his nose. You couldve hit him in the cheek or pushed him, but you made his nose bleed. Thats a special kind of asshole. The kind really built black guys fuck in prison.
 
The Young Geezer said:
I have lots of fucked up experiences with coke, but since I'm currrently on a binge I'll just say what wenton this last 3 days
hmmm I've been on a coke+crack (cooked by me with sodium bicarbonate+h20) binge for 3daysnow, im fucked up, it's 7>04am, I bought 11gs in 3 days, though I shared with many friends I mostly smoked it and now I'm snorting, I'm on 400mg of seroquel 30mg morphine 240mg of codeine and fuck knows how many blue xanies, and I cant stop, and i have more for tomorrrow in my other apartment, it was fun chillin with my froends, and smoking rocks with thiss girl who was her first time doing rocks, but im rambling like a motherfucker, still doing coke and nothing knocks me out, my head feels like its gonna blow, though its top notch coke, i hate cheap coke with cuts that fuck up your nose and made your teeth grind, when I smoke it I get tat kinda shit, but snortedit's pretty much likewhat le junk describes on his posts about real coke, mind you im fro south america and this is peruvian coke, but I had my shitty coke too, and the coedowns were unbearable, plus shitty coke gives me the shits...this one doesn\t, well gotta snort some more, I dont have brillo left for my pipe....


does this scare anyone else? :)
 
guikid said:
One time after a few days of doing lines here and there going out,coming back. My roomate came out of his room freaking out to the point were it was like,"hey bud...wanna go to the hospital." Talked him into going.Entire way he was going "im gonna die im going completly numb,etc." Turns out hed been up for 4 1/2 days and hadnt eaten but mainly he hadnt DRANK anything and had to be rehydraded IV at the hospital. that sucked but he was fine at the end of the next day.

That's a crazy story man. I don't really have any crazy coke stories cause I never do much of it at any one time.. I think the most I've done at once would be 200 mg's through the nose over the course of a couple hours. It really kicks my ass, and I don't like the comedown. I have a buddy who had an 8-ball and calledme to say he was comin' over to do some lines with me. I never heard from him after that, until the next day I came over to his place and he was geeked the fuck out. He had done it all that night, and even ate the baggie.
 
Cocaine experiences? Uh k.


One time this stripper came back with 800$, (an aquaintance). She blew it all with like 6 people that night. Hahah.

Haha.


Hahaha and she doesn't have a mattress haha.
 
Our last party in a house I lived in with some friends was not meant to be a house-wrecker, but the place was scheduled to be demolished anyway. People had spent the last 6 months drawing all over the walls, and making funny passageways from one room to the next. At the last party, people were smashing in the walls, and having a waterfight indoors. 10's of gallons of water got poured out in our living room from some kiddy pools that were there. (When this happened the lights of the house began to flicker, and it dawned on us that it's fuckin' dangerous to have electricity and water together. So I have a memory of this moment of standing in my old basement, in a k-hole, water pouring down from the ceiling onto the green shag carpeting, turning the lights off and on with the breaker box. That was the scariest fuckin' basement of making me think I was in a movie or sumthin'.

This was a Saturday night, following which was a Sunday and then a Monday. Fast forward to Monday morning... say 4:20 in the morning, myself and two roomates are not finished packing at all, with the landlord saying he's comming at 7am and we'd better have our stuff out of there. This is the one time I've ever done coke intentionally. We were packing in this wrecked house, blasting Kate Bush, and I was engulphed by a vortex into the 1990's. I hadn't slept ten hours in the past 4 days, it was Mayday (!), and probably the sketchiest morning of my life.
 
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