twoyoungtocare
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Dec 1, 1999
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Well it was like this......
A certain guy who shall remain nameless was having a mellow nite at wetmusik004 - 1/2 Blue Bolt , some whizz and was happy/content. Decided to chill right the fuck out so he lit up the spliff of the baddest pot ever (this shit fucks most people pretty bad when they are only smoking pot)and just smiled for a bit. By the time he went back upstairs he was off his head , not knowing how he got there or where his friends were. He was only able to live the present , not remember more than 3 seconds previous , and he was becoming very aware of how bad he thought he was. He paniced and his heart was off the scale. His friends who were there were able to help him by walking with him , talking with him and just making him comfortable with his surrounds.
Biggest problem was that he is usually the one helping out 'lost souls' so he had to try to talk himself down , ask himself questions , then tell his friends how to get him to ride this shit out. Walking helped 200% , and so did random phone calls to e-aware people. He realised that he had to strap himself in for a three hour cruise without the skipper and gilligan. He was visiting Melbourne and couldnt even remeber where he was staying.Thing that turned him was that he decided that he normally pays good money to get pretty fucked , now he was completely fucked he should enjoy it coz soon it will be all over.
All I can say is three hours of terror and torment. In >6 yrs of this shit I have never been more scared. Any points as to why this happens.
- I realise this is not LSD oriented but felt just like a really really bad trip -
remember kiddies : what goes around comes around
A certain guy who shall remain nameless was having a mellow nite at wetmusik004 - 1/2 Blue Bolt , some whizz and was happy/content. Decided to chill right the fuck out so he lit up the spliff of the baddest pot ever (this shit fucks most people pretty bad when they are only smoking pot)and just smiled for a bit. By the time he went back upstairs he was off his head , not knowing how he got there or where his friends were. He was only able to live the present , not remember more than 3 seconds previous , and he was becoming very aware of how bad he thought he was. He paniced and his heart was off the scale. His friends who were there were able to help him by walking with him , talking with him and just making him comfortable with his surrounds.
Biggest problem was that he is usually the one helping out 'lost souls' so he had to try to talk himself down , ask himself questions , then tell his friends how to get him to ride this shit out. Walking helped 200% , and so did random phone calls to e-aware people. He realised that he had to strap himself in for a three hour cruise without the skipper and gilligan. He was visiting Melbourne and couldnt even remeber where he was staying.Thing that turned him was that he decided that he normally pays good money to get pretty fucked , now he was completely fucked he should enjoy it coz soon it will be all over.
All I can say is three hours of terror and torment. In >6 yrs of this shit I have never been more scared. Any points as to why this happens.
- I realise this is not LSD oriented but felt just like a really really bad trip -
remember kiddies : what goes around comes around
This is just some advice so she doesnt end up with a similar pill etc.