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Nostalgia,Reminisce, Back in the day....What phase of your use would you re visit?

What drug days are you nostalgic for?

Summer 09, which was between my freshman and sophomore years of college, was probably the greatest summer ever for me. That was the first time I had ecstacy, shrooms and acid. My group of college friends always did them together, along with playing lots of drinking games and smoking weed out of various crazy pieces. That was the summer of the Paul Franks, the best ecstacy I've ever had. I didn't need a job because I had gotten so much financial aid that year, and none of my friends had one either, so we just partied all the time. No legal trouble, no addiction and all I knew about opiates back then was that roxies made your pupils tiny...
 
I'm nostalgic for several days. June 2009 was REALLY good, in the beginning of the month i picked up about 10 50mcg/h fentanyl patches, 10 100mcg/h fentanyl patches, 50 10mg Lortabs, 20 OC 80's, and about 100 1mg klonopin and 1mg xanax.

Yep, id say june 2009 = one of the best months of my life. Now im a bum and im scrounging around to work up 20$ to buy one shot of H. Fuckin shit :(
 
I'm nostalgic for the days before the new op oxycontin formula hit shelves. I had a good job, a good connect, and I was making good money. I looked forward to that one time of the month when I would get the phone call that the oxys were in. I would take out the money to give my guy some time in the afternoon, and then later that night I would swing by his apartment to grab my pills and hang out for a while. Those were so much more laid-back days, before the anxiety that comes with copping dope in the city every other day with a car full of sketch-balls.
 
verso said:
I'm nostalgic for the days before the new op oxycontin formula hit shelves. I had a good job, a good connect, and I was making good money. I looked forward to that one time of the month when I would get the phone call that the oxys were in. I would take out the money to give my guy some time in the afternoon, and then later that night I would swing by his apartment to grab my pills and hang out for a while. Those were so much more laid-back days, before the anxiety that comes with copping dope in the city every other day with a car full of sketch-balls.
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I don't miss OxyContin one bit. Good riddance to that overpriced garbage. After OP came out and OC died out, all the people around me switched from OC back to Heroin and heroin has made a major comeback in my area since then. And I am thankful for that every day. Never again will i have to pay 70$ for a pill that gives me 1 good shot. Now i can get just as high as shooting an 80mg oc off shooting 1 .1 bag of dope.

Good fucking riddance OxyContin, and may you never make a return!
 
jasonmp321 said:
I don't miss OxyContin one bit. Good riddance to that overpriced garbage. After OP came out and OC died out, all the people around me switched from OC back to Heroin and heroin has made a major comeback in my area since then. And I am thankful for that every day. Never again will i have to pay 70$ for a pill that gives me 1 good shot. Now i can get just as high as shooting an 80mg oc off shooting 1 .1 bag of dope.

Good fucking riddance OxyContin, and may you never make a return!
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Wow! Well, that's certainly another perspective. I guess that I am just nostalgic for those days because I hadn't yet dabbled in heroin, something that I now use two or three times a week. Oxycontin was something that I treated myself to just once a month, and I paid a real good price for them. Also, I only had one connect, and he was a close friends. I never had to meet him in gas station parking lots or anything like that. lol
 
Good Times

I would love to go back to the early 90's when my friends and I first started taking Ecstasy.
There was a group of about 6 of us and the first time we all sat round my house dropped our pill at the same time and sat around waiting for something to happen.
Once it hit us it was brilliant,the things we talked about endlessly and discussing the meaning of certain songs etc. For the rest of that year we all lived for Friday nights.
I would so love to go through those times again, we were all so close and without a care in the world. Good times
 
fall-december 2007
first semester of college. was using a drug daily, but it varied every day. acid every 3 days (for 3 months), mushrooms once a week, ecstasy and molly once a week, coke every day (3 1/2 months), along with RC's. Alcohol and weed daily.
after that, I realized how bad my grades were and quit everything (including cigarettes). after the semester was over I began smoking cigs and weed again, along with acid every couple of weeks. but that was also when I found oxy. 1 year of oxy/dilaudid/morphine/fent. First weekly, then every 4 days, then I shot dilaudid, which turned to every day. by june 2008 I was a full blown heroin junkie
Just miss the days of experimenting, trying a new drug every week, expanding my mind/consciousness, and being able to get out of it unscathed. I can't believe how much will power I used to have
 
I Miss Daniel

I had a friend from Brazil named Daniel.
Cool cat, practiced reiki, spoke about amazonian shamanism n other ideas of spiritual philosophy.
Even had a funny accent ha.
Anyways he lived in a nice ass high rise apt right on the shore of Long Beach.
Great place it was like 80 or 100feet up.
Amazing view into the ocean, you could also see the Queen Mary (famous ship).
Downtown is all lit up at night which made the view even better afterdark.
The homies would always gather there n puff massive amounts of dank with his bitchin bong.
Dosed on cid for the 1st time in the way of superconscious awarement.
I experienced the warmth of God n was a changed person ever since.
That awoke my kundalini n set me on my path :)
Good times good times.
He lives in Brazil now.
Probly snorting coke off some nice Brazilian ass.

Heres to you buddy!
*toke*
 
I would go back to the day that started it all.... When I was fifteen and on christmas break chilling with my brother and sister. We were in the basement of my brother's dad's house and were drinking, acting stupid while listening to music. Then I finally got the idea to smoke pot because my brothers dad had an old dried out one down here (from back when my brother was growing it lol, never threw it out). Anyways my brother got so happy and ran upstairs to get the pipe. He came back down and handed it to me. He showed me how to light it and what not... Lol I didn't even know how to use one or what a carb was but I learned and I also learned how fucking hot a pipe could get. So when I was lighting up for the first time notorious thugs was playing and my sister was passed out on the workout bench (whatever you call it). It was an amazing time. Smoking weed with my siblings then my brother fucking with ninja stars and almost hitting my sister in the head with it (it bounced off the target lol)... Oh how I would go back to those days. When I was pretty much clueless and when I was so close to my siblings. Hahaha walking on the icy road carrying liquor then walking on it later that night drunk (I had to help my brother from falling). I miss those days but those days are now long gone.
 
August 2007 - February 2009

The best times of my life, for the most part. Almost every weekend me and friends would go to someones house and basically everyone was always on some kind of psychedelic; only some stuck to weed due to personal preference but we all respected that decision and never peer pressured them or anything. Not once did I see any sort of typical stimulants or depressants at these get togethers. It was at these get togethers where I met an amazing psych/weed dealer who quickly became a good friend. He was the one who supplied most of the substances we indulged in on those occasions. Herb, LSD, 2C-B, and Ketamine were always available from him. The occasional PCP and the one time Mescaline extraction he did which I promptly got by random chance (went to go buy herb, came back with Mescaline). Good vibes all aroundon those weekends. Then in December of 08, the guy who my dealer got all his supply from got busted so there went our whole network. We had our last get together where everyone brough a nice amount of their stash and just shared with everyone. After that we all kind of drifted apart and then the local psychedelic drought hit up until a little over a year ago, then I discovered RCs ;)
 
May of 2007 my high school graduation night. We threw a huge party at my buddies place and everyone was there. I was so full of hope we were all going to be happyand succesful and most importantly friends forever. The night is a blur but I vividly remember the comaradarie we all really loved each other. It would all be over within a year I really wish I could go back to that time.
 
There was this one day that I remember clearly, where I was tripping on LSD with a friend in 2006. We had been smoking weed as well, and watching the remake of Dawn of the Dead. I recall sitting on the couch and looking at my legs, and I could swear that they were growing longer and longer, right before my very eyes! At some point it started to freak me out, so we smoked another joint and ate some junk food, but I was still stressin' hard. At the time, I had been trying not to do dope for this girl that I had been infatuated by, but it was constantly on my mind.

So after sitting around, feeling like I'd been chemically skull fucked from the acid and weed, my friend calls me up telling me he just picked up four bags of heroin, and asked if I wanted to get high. I didn't even think about it, I just said "fuck yeah!", and told my other friend I had to leave, and rode my bike back into my friends neighborhood. When I got over there, we each sniffed two bags (that's what I miss, a time when I could sniff two bags and get high..) and went down to his backyard shack where we sat around nodding out, taking pictures of each other and listening to the Velvet Underground, and other highly stereotypical heroin bands.
 
I would go back to my freshman year of college. I was a daily pot smoker and my anxiety problems hadn't started so I didn't even know what benzos were. I occasionally took vicodin, and would get wrecked off of 30mg of it. I was making enough money to be able to visit my friends that were away at school whenever I wanted, I was getting by in community college with minimal effort, and I was always smoking weed with one of the many groups of people I came to meet from my smoking network.

The weed network was the best back then. I knew people in almost every town by me due to the communal aspect of smoking. My friends would always bring me as a wingman to any party they were going to because chances were that I knew a few people there which would make my friend more comfortable, and if worst came to worst I could just start talking to the stoners there (95% of parties have a group of people looking to get down on smoking some bud) and get a session going, which once again makes things more comfortable.
 
I would probably go back to... 03/04. I had discovered so many new things then. But that's also when I found out about opiates... Oh opiates. It started off popping a few vicodin, and then I "found" a bottle of 40mg Oxycontins. My first real taste.

I'd just love to go back to when I didn't have to worry about anything, really. Just hanging out with my friends, getting stoned, drinking, popping pills. No bills, no cares, no worries. Only thing we had to worry about back then, was who had the best weed, and where were we getting our shrooms from?
 
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