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Let me tell you about the time I obtained an illicit substance in a small town in Switzerland, if you can guess which one you get bonus points or a cookie its your choice.

I decided during the middle of the day that I needed to become inebriated and I set off walking towards the train station because I have that those are the best areas to obtain drugs in any given city. People are always traveling through those areas and it works best for whatever, anyways on with the story.

I arrived at the train station about five minutes after leaving my hotel and saw group of people who looked like amiable participants of the trade. I walked up and used my best german what I said translates to, "Where is the drug at?" One of them got the idea and motioned for me to come follow. I followed him through half of the city and very near to where I happened to be staying and then he said in very clear and well spoken english, "So what is it you are looking for?" I was stunned and replied "Uhh smack."

We stood at the entrance to a store conversing and discussing amounts and I stated the fact that I was very surprised he spoke english. He said it would be 25 franks to obtain each gram (the swiss dont use euros. So far as I can remember they are called sueiss francs or swiss franks.) He led me into the store and waved to the shopkeep, we walked right past the guy into the back and into a room circled by couches. There was a table in the middle of the room and a few people nodding out or talking amongst each other.

I sat down handed my escort 50 francs and he handed me two plastic bags with a tan substance in them. We had previously discussed that it would be 10 francs to use the room to nod. I relaxed in the room and had a continous supply of heroin in this lovely small town hiking all over the town and surrounding hills. Being there was lovely nice and once i had been introduced it was like being part of an 'in' crowd you could go to that area anytime day or night it was glorious.

Anyways moral of the story if you happen to walk into a country that doesnt speak your language best way to go is to find someone who speaks your language and knows the area. Although I realize I got extremely lucky.

Thats my tale of obtaining an illicit substance in a small swiss town. Neat huh?
 
Fuck Patterson NJ, Newburgh NY, and Newark NJ. Im going Swiss Miss from now on!
 
Man you dont find stuff like that every where it was 100% blind luck I wasnt able to obtain heroin anywhere but zurich and this one town. The french side and italian south they were way to paranoid to sell to a forgeiner... it was very depressing. Also you can buy pot at the local headshops if you're swiss... which of course I said I was. haha

Anyways more stories about my last european adventure to come.
 
I shot up for the first time ever the other day. Fuck it was intense and instantaneous.

And yeah it was good =D
 
swifty said:
I shot up for the first time ever the other day. Fuck it was intense and instantaneous.

And yeah it was good =D

Be safe and responsible. Its one hell of a fucking Pandoras Box; A real pain in the ass to put that needle and spoon back in after you open it. Play your cards right and you got bliss on demand, play them wrong and you'll lose your soul.
 
i have a trillion of these... where to start..? ok heres a good one:

my friend, his (soon to be) ex-girlfriend, and i were chilling at his apartment, fixing to roll.

wed JUST dropped.. (i took like 4 i think, she took 2...), and they got into a fight.

the girl was my ride down there, and so i was kinda oblidged to stick around...

well my friend didnt see it that way, so he picked me up and put me outside. about 10 minutes later, his NOW ex, gets the same treatment.

inside his locked apartment, hes decided to sniff 7 pills (he almost died), and lock us all out...

so we drove back to her place and rolled together... it was a pretty fun night, considering the ecstasy was good, and the girl was fiiiine.
 
Yesterday was awesome. My good friend I and i started the day off shooting 40 mg oxycodone each and sniffing 3 mg clonazepam. After smoking a swollen, sticky green cigarette, we proceeded to wander around the projects in search of new pharmy connects. Our first good lead had 2 mg clonazepams, 10 mg methadones and 5 mg percs for sale. After buying him out for the inevitable w/d's associated with heavy opiate binges, we continued on our way to score 10 mg flexerils and a handful of trazadones. Calling it a day for that part of town, i hurried back to my 1 room studio apartment where my homeboy T was anxiously waiting in the parking lot. Seeing his dialated pupils and unmissable coke grin, i hurriedly popped 3 flexirils and a trazadone to keep my anxiety levels at bay for the forthcoming crack session. I banged a couple good shots of coke as well, the latter beign a bell ringer just as T was leaving. With a content but geeked out smile plastered across my face, i lay down on my bed, popped another trazadone to knock me out, and lit a cigarette, pondering what tomorow would be like.

What a beautiful world.

Mod edits for price discussion. Please don't list prices for the drugs you've bought.
 
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swifty said:
I shot up for the first time ever the other day. Fuck it was intense and instantaneous.

And yeah it was good =D


Ah yeah. I also properly shot up for the first time recently, a couple weeks ago. The part I had trouble getting over was the rush.

INJECT - ah, that was awesome, lemme do it again
INJECT MORE - ah, awesome
INJECT MORE AND MORE - I'm loving it, but I gotta save some -
INJECT - for my friend...I'm done for -
INJECT - ok, lemme see what time it is...wait, I can't read my phone...I'm done.

That was a fun day, but pretty scary, looking back on it.
 
I was in a fairly close city a few months back to see a concert. Well, before the show we were walking around talking to various people, and mainly, looking for acid. Well, we found it! However, just before we met this dude, several patrons of a local church came through the lot and solicited us to go to thier church and handed out a pamplet to everyone there. Since we have seen these people do this before at other shows, we began to know these little pieces of paper as jesus pamplets. Well, ironically enough, the paper that these jesus pamplets were made out of was the perfect medium to lay liquid lsd onto. :D It was incredibly potent shit. as we were driving back home my friend gave me a very large chunk of this acid laden paper. By the time we were soon to arrive at my apartment (no more than 45 min. later) I was sitting in the back seat of my own car clutching my pant legs for dear life, turning my nuckles white and just generally being really high on lsd in the back of a car (theres not that much that can go on...use your imagination) Twas a fun, fun night.....and damn, that was REALLY good jesus blotter=D
 
No, I didn't get any of that. But I had some beautiful yellow bruises at the injection sites...that was fun to hide.
 
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