Speed, LSD, Ecstasy, Alcohol, Cannabis - First time - A Little Bit Too Much

[Somewhat-damaged]

I am fairly experienced with all of the above drugs, needless to say this night the order in which i did each was not very well thought out at all and there was very little harm reduction happening.

Started out when me and a friend went to another friends party. We only stayed for 2 hours and we knew that we wouldn't drink or anything there because we had already bought tickets to a rave which we were to attend in a few hours. An hour or so into the party i started drinking sips, and then gulps of my friends vodka. This was the only alcohol i consumed over the night but i was fairly drunk, well past tipsy (slurred words..etc) 6:20pm

An hour later we met at my place and the five of us all snorted some speed. Again, we didn't have that much (less that 2 grams between 5 of us.) By this stage i was feeling pretty good and quite tingly - it was to be a good night. 7:30pm

Fast forward to 9:30 and we're at the rave, having a good time and trying to score some pills, the speed is well past peaking but i can still feel the effects, the alcohol is well and truly out of my system. We meet a few people and eventually end up getting some real good pills, possibly the best i've ever had at about 11:30. Me and one of my friends bought 4, another one of my friends bought 3 and the other 2 bought 2. 11:20

I took my first pill around midnight and had stomach pains for the next hour (i am guessing due to the alcohol and speed + lack of good food as the pill wouldn't have digested by the time i got the pains. This was soon to wear off when the pill started to kick in. WOW. I was coming up for about two hours, there was so many times when i thought "this has to stop working soon right? i'll surely come down soon and have to take another?"

Needless to say that i didn't have to take another pill at all as i was beaming very hard but i had two more at 2:40am. I'd never felt this loved up in my life, didn't have too much energy so i didn't dance a great amount but i did have a wonderful time. Around this time me and the friend that bought 4 pills purchased a tab of acid between us. This is when the night began to get fucked up.

Around 4:30am, still greatly affected by the ecstasy; a friend confronts me and asks me if i could him ask around to try and sell the 4 pills he had left. We approached someone straight away and he said he'd take the 4, we tried to get them out and only found 3, uh-oh.. We quickly went and grabbed another but this guy no longer wanted them so we spent the next hour and a bit trying to sell them but couldn't. By this stage i had consumed my last pill and was feeling pretty good, but slightly weird too. I could tell the acid was working because my thoughts were all over the place but there was no strong visuals or anything yet. It was a very big onset.

Around 6am, feeling sorry for my friend i bought and consumed my 5th pill. In hindsight i didn't really want to at all but i wasn't going to carry it out of the venue because there were sniffer dogs everywhere. 40 minutes later i started clenching really hard, me and my friend that had had 4 each packed our mouths full of anything soft we could find so that our teeth and jaw wouldn't hurt and crack.

I was still feeling amazing at this stage and the whole train ride back i was really chatty. We made a stop off to buy some weed so that we might be able to sleep when we got home. It was now about 9:30am and we were drinking coffee at McDonalds, my friend who we were about to drop off reached into his pocket to pull out the money to pay for his food and pulled out a pill (the one we tried so sell earlier but couldn't find). He was as shocked as i was and as he was about to go home he gave it to me. Without thinking a swallowed it, (number 6) I regretted this immediately, having at no point during the night felt the desire to take another i knew that i'd abused ecstasy way too much.

Getting home at around 10am we started smoking weed and we were all coming down hard - from this point on i will say that it was the scariest drug experience i've ever had. I am assuming that this was due to the fact that i was scattered as hell, tired and still tripping.

At around 10:30am my thoughts started to stray and i was feeling paranoid, wanting to sleep so badly but i was unable to. At this point my friend started to freak out bad (the one that had the 4 pills and the half tab) he had mainly kept to himself for the last hour which was slightly worrying and now was starting to pop into the conversation every now and again saying sentences which made little sense and saying "you guys aren't making any sense, what are you guys talking about?"

To his credit, we were very scattered and the conversation was all over the place.. but the most of the time there was a bit of discussion. He started freaking out badly, fearing that he'd gone insane and wasn't able to understand people anymore. I was still tripping slightly and i was a bit paranoid too so i decided to lay down. Everytime i had taken acid before this (7-8 times) i had an amazing time, no paranoia or fear, but this time was so scary.

I started to hear voices inside the house..voices that i didn't recognise. Then i started to hear sirens and news vans and my parents and my boss and all sorts of stuff. I could hear them saying things like "these kids have gone insane, off to the mental asylum with them" and the police asking if there were anymore people in the house to which my friends replied no.. I finally drifted off to sleep which was very hard and had some nightmarish dreams. I woke up a few hours later and quietly tip-toed into the loungeroom, still convinced that my friends had been shipped to a looney bin i was suprised when i saw them sitting around quietly playing starcraft. I asked them about who had been in the house and they said no one. I got paranoid again that it was some form of a setup and was really scared for a while, even though i didn't show it.

I regret that night so badly, even if the first half was amazing, it in no way justified the fear and anxiety i felt afterwards. I didn't eat for well over 30 hours and drank very very little. Now i have swollen tonsils, a real bad headache and my appetite is slowly picking up. I had a few 100mg 5-htp before bed and it helped out a little but i am definately going to need more. Read this report as a warning, this was such a scary experience. If i ever candyflip again i'll be taking the acid 5 or so hours before the ecstasy. Scattered + tripping = no no.

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[Sykik]

^^ scattered plus acid is a no no, i've been in this boat before. The come-down is bad enough without the desire to get on the negitivie thought loop train that LSD sometimes pressents.

My advice to everyone is to remember the duration of acid, it is always longer than you think it is going to be... my bet is always around the t+8hrs before un aided sleep is possible (for me anyway)..

This is why I always try to keep a hand full on benzo's on my person. As if you're too scatt, on a bad trip, or just negitive thoughts keeping you from sleeping. Benzo's aid this process exponentially.

Somewhat damaged thought, good to hear you got some good pills though, consider yourself lucky on that boat. Good trip report, well composed. My only addvice is to put the time stamps in bold.

 

[Somewhat-damaged]

Thanks Sykik, bolded the times.

The pills i had were white moons, but different to all the ones that are on pill reports (Sydney)
I've also never come across Benzo's, the first time i tripped my dealer gave me some Zyprexa (anti-psychotic) but it had been thrown away since then. That little glimmer of hope for my friend when i remembered it was quickly crushed.

 

[Sykik]

^^ benozs are allways handy to have around when taking long acting drugs that don't allow you sleep easily, or put you in a bad head space...

I could imagine not taking enough benoz's and just being zonced out on LSD, and thinking your about to die could be terrible lol.

To quote a friend of mine:

Never take off without having landing gear!

by landing gear he ment benzo's and taking off he was refering to speed/ice, but LSD is very similiar in the fact its hard to sleep... and if you ask around you should be able to get some a very good investiment, my GF wont come out anymore unless i have some waiting at home for her so she can get a good mornings sleep... :D

 

[DrStein]

Howdy. I am one of the friends whom tagged along for this experience, and the one that freaked out big time. Here is my report.

Substances:
1 Line of Methamphetamine
3 MDMA Pills
1 Tab? - Unsure of how much of the tab it was.
2 Cones of cannabis - (Little/No Tolerance)

The whole trip is very blurry in my mind, so I will try to stick to the key points.

I have taken LSD a fair few times, maybe 6 or so. Each time has been an amusing and fun experience, though with some slight paranoia during the peak (Getting caught), but this does not last long, and is merely a slight background thing.

7:30pm - The night starts at a friend's house. We all have some lines of speed, I have one. I don't normally have any as the lack of euphoria discourages me from bothering. Feeling pretty excited at this point, though due to lack of sleep, it already feels like it is very late in the night.

9:30pm - We arrive at the rave, score our stuff, and the night begins. I take my first pill at around 12:30am to 1:00am. I have lots of energy at this point, and the atmosphere has me pretty excited. Around 1:45am an old friend (friend now, wasn't in the past) confronts me, plurring pretty hard and asks to have a chat with me. I go outside to the smoking area and start chatting, I'm not in a plurry mood yet, but happy to chat, and the situation is one I quite like. The usual plur talk goes on, issues of the past are resolved, some other topics from the past are brought up in the conversation, and so on. At about 2:10 I started plurring really hard. I meet up with my friends and we all chat outside.

2:10am - I believe it was around this time that I had my share of a tab that I split with my friend. I never had a good look at the tab, though it did feel like the portion I recieved was rather large and probably more than half. I wasn't necessarily excited per se about the tab, I was just thinking meh, cool, whatever. I put the tab in my mouth and distinctly remember it having a particular taste. It was bitter, quite bitter. I instantly wondered whether or not it was a DoX substance, but to be honest, I cannot remember if there was a bitter taste or not with the previous tabs I've had, I'd never really payed attention to it. The taste was more than slight and was quite obvious, though this could have been due to a variety of factors such as where the tab was stored etc.

2:45am - We're all back inside and waiting for the main acts to go on. Incredibly pumped, plurry, and chargy, I drop another pill.

3:00am - The main acts come on and I'm very excited. The MDMA has hit in very nicely, and I don't really feel as though I'm tripping at all yet.

3:30am - 5:00am - This whole time period is blurry. I don't remember a whole lot, such as what songs were played and so on. Only very slight effects from the acid at this point. I have a feeling of unity with all the people around me, it seems a lot like everyone is up the front, not caring about anything and just having fun, it's a good atmosphere. I notice at this point that I keep losing the concept of where I'm actually placed in terms of distance from the stage, I have not moved from my spot, though it occasionally feels as though I have moved back from the stage.

5:20am - I remember that I still have two more pills on me. I have the idea in my head that I should get rid of them before the rave is over, thinking it might be risky to take them outside with me, thinking the cops may try to catch a few people exiting that are a bit out of it and not thinking smart. I'm finding it very hard to dance and move around at this point, and I certaintly don't think I'm ready for another pill. I offer the pill to two of my friends, neither are interested in taking them at that moment. I offer it to the old friend I was chatting to earlier, and he's incredibly happy to have it after some initial hesitation The pills were very very good. More proof of this is that said mate is gurning like crazy, previously with a vics inhaler cap in his mouth to reduce it, and now with water bottle in his mouth .

5:45am - I'm not sure what compelled me to do so, but I have another pill.

6:30am - We all leave the rave. I am very out of my head at this point. The acid has clearly kicked in, I am seeing trails as expected, and my friend assists me in crossing the road as I cannot properly judge the distance and speed that the cars are travelling. I am still gurning rather fiercly at this point, it feels as though I have done some damage to my teeth. I am constantly asking my friend if my teeth are fine, he reassures me that they are, though they do not feel right, I am constantly checking them, taking photo's of them with my phone, very convinced that something is wrong. We walk past a McDonalds. It is freezing cold at this point, I don't have a jumper on or much meat on my body, (I also feel oddly thin at this point, hugging myself I can easily feel my bones around my hips). As we walk into the McDonalds, I notice that it instantly becomes warm. (This was obviously due to the heaters, though this really shocked and suprised me, one of my friends makes a comment about this, I find it incredibly amusing, and he finds it incredibly amusing that I am amused by something so odd and simple ). My friend grabs some straws so that I have something to chew on for the gurning. We walk to the train station. At this point I am not really aware of where I am, or the amount of time that has passed. We get on a couple of trains until we are on our final train. I am still checking my teeth. My friend checks throughly again and reassures me that nothing major has happened.

8:30am - I am peaking on the train off my last pill, it feels great. I inform two of my friend's about this, as I'm surprised that I can still get such a buzz at this point.

9:00am - We get to the train station, and walk to McDonalds. Everyone is making plans for who will go where in what car etc, this is all very confusing to me and I simply follow whoever calls me. We walk into McDonalds. I am shaking, still chewing on the straws, occasionally putting my shirt into my mouth, and the looks people are giving me is making it clear to me that It's rather obvious that I'm off my head. The girl at the counter whom I know of is giving me odd looks, I look up at the menu and the thought of food is a total turn off, I'm not hungry at all. I walk over to the McCafe section and an old man in the corner is giving me the death stare. I try to look calm and normal, but it he continues to gaze at me with this evil death stare. I check if he is still looking one or two more times (Which he is), and ignore him after that. We leave McDonalds, and start on our way to drop two of our friend's off. The pills are still going and I'm feeling very good, the hardstyle pumping in the car helps . The friend from the past I was talking to earlier in the night calls me up, he tells me he is coming down hard and just wants someone to talk to. I talk to him for a while, and eventually he ends the conversation to make his way home. Another friend sends me a message at this point, informing me that there was a massive brawl as he was exiting the rave. I'm having some trouble understanding what he's said. I read it out aloud to everyone else, and I notice that I'm reading in a rather slow and odd way, I feel pretty retarded at this point

9:30am - STILL checking my teeth. I grab a paper card out of wallet and stick it into my mouth, not long after this, I discover blood on the card, this is from biting my cheek. I'm looking at my friend in the front car mirror and it looks like he is crying, and his eyes are very sort of sunken. I tap him on the shoulder and ask if he is ok, he turns around and he's fine. What i'm seeing in the mirror is very real to me, I did not initially think it was the acid. I continue to stare in the mirror until I no longer feel as if I recognize or know the person I see. I start talking to my friend next to me about this, he says something along the lines of "Wow" and gives me a particular look. This instantly communicates to me that I must be tripping very hard, and he has caught on.

9:45am - We make it to the house. I'm in no mood to sleep. I ask everyone to grab water as I have 5-HTP and some multivitamins in my bag. I look in the fridge for food just as something to chew on, I can't find anything. My friend hands me a teatowel and I shove this in my mouth. I continue to talk even though the rag is in my mouth (Looking back I was obviously tripping hard since this all seemed fairly normal at the time).

10:00am - I have two cones, which is very unlike me since I normally avoid smoking. The harshness doesn't seem to bother me too much.

This is where everything started to go weird. I remember looking at the wall and seeing colours and patterns. I started to concentrate on this. I began to see ducks all over the wall. Yellow rubber ducks. This was most likely triggered by a yellow cloth sitting near the wall. The visuals begin to go insane. The patterns are unlike anything I've ever seen on acid. My friend next to me does some trippy "take you back 20 minutes thing". I specifically remember the parts "Yes!, then we can see headhunterz again!". This seemed as though it was coming from my perspective. It seemed at this point as though he was not my friend, but a visual representation of the voice in my head, the physical form of part of my mind and internal dialog. I remember the wall looking as though it was miles away from where he was sitting, he looked massive, and was sort of "popping out" and glowing. I mentioned that he was glowing and he stated that he was some sort of "time god". I knew that this was all trickery, but it was almost real, this was amusing. I continued to stare at my friend. He started to look very weird, no longer human even. I sat back and soon all the colours and patterns were gone. Everything began to warp at this point. Kind of like looking at the funny mirrors that make you look fat or skinny, but 100x stronger. I remember looking at everyone and I could no longer recognise them. I knew they were there and who they were, but they no longer looked like anything I've ever seen before. I wasn't sure If I was asleep or awake, there were no trails or colours, just perfectly clear warping, beyond anything I thought could happen. I specificly remember a short period where I could see many eyes around the room, this was very weird. My friend's continued talking and everything started to warp worse and worse, it had looked as though my friend's head had shrunken, and like I could have picked it up in my hand.

My heart started to beat very fast. I could feel it and even hear it, my temperature was rising. On my friend's advice I went to lay down and try to sleep, but it seemed that this just made my heart beat faster. It felt as though my blood had gone thick and I could feel it rushing through me. I stretched my arms out over the edge of the couch I was lying on, and it looked as if my hands were all red, shrinking and thinning out, like I was melting away or similar. At this point I had the idea in my mind that perhaps this was hyponatremia and I was infact slowly passing out, as tripping like this was beyond anything i've ever experienced, and that if I fell asleep or closed my eyes I'd pass out. I remember hearing my friends talking about the anti-psychotic pill we had lying around ages ago, and if we still had it. I knew in my mind at this point that If we did I would have used it for sure. This was the last part of conversation I remember understanding.

Nothing made sense anymore. Everbody was simply saying random words. I pointed this out and said "You aren't making sense". Everytime I did this, it was as though each of my friends would say one word, in a circle, and the the last person would look directly at me, or their heads would turn after saying a single word, until they had all said something and were all looking at me. The words were completely random and meant nothing, I only remember "Icecream" being said at some point. "Play something familiar to him" was the only thing I understood around this point, my friends trying to find music to put on that I would know. What music was, what music I liked, or what I wanted to listen to, I had no idea, not the slightest clue. I wasn't sure if I was breathing properly or not at this point.

This continued for a while. I tried to urinate a few times, everytime I would enter the bathroom, I could hear my friends talking to an ambo or a cop, It wasn't "Like" they were, they really were. I heard lots of things. I heard my parents, I heard the voices of many random people I have encountered during my life. I would exit the bathroom and they would just be talking about the last thing they were when I was in the room. (Things are making more sense at this point, they aren't just saying random words). I repeated going to the bathroom and returning back to the main room maybe 3 or 4 times. At one point one person had left the room to grab their PC from their car, I was told this a few times, though I was convinced it was the police or ambulance coming to get me. The sound of an ambulance and conversation along the lines of "He's had some acid, he's tripping really hard", or "What have you done?". The neighbors were talking and It sounded exactly like they were saying "What's going on in there, what are they on?" I kept asking my friend what these voices were, he was calm and simply said it's just the neighbors, nothing bad is going on. I could hear voices outside as though they were coming from inside the room. People in the street yelling "What are they on, they're on drugs". The fact that my friends were all just sitting there calm was my only reassurance that nothing was actually going on outside. If I've ever felt like I had completely lost my mind, I was feeling it at this point. For a while i had convinced myself that I might have permanently lost my mind, this wasn't going to go away. I ended up lying down, and falling asleep until about 5pm.

When I woke up, It was as though I had returned to how things where when I was exiting the rave, colours and trails only. It was slightly hard to function normally, and I was very scattered at this point.

I made my way to the train station with my friend and my pupils were still massive. I had to be presentable for arriving at home, so this was worrying me a bit. We eventually made it to where we had to go, and a friend picked us up from there and dropped us to my car. I dropped my friend off, and I drove home. I drove very slowly, about 30kmph, since I was still getting lots of visuals and it was hard to judge speed or distance.


8:00pm - When I got home I threw my stuff into my room, and went directly into the shower. I looked in the mirror and my eyes were still HUGE, and my lips were all cut and bitten. I looked much thinner than usual, and weighed in at 48kg. I had a shower which was rather trippy, and avoided any interaction with anyone as I still couldn't compose sentences properly. I checked my teeth and they looked alright, though possibly as though they have had some minor gurn damage over time, not just during the rave. I grabbed a yogurt and ate this, it was all I'd eaten during the whole day. I went to bed directly after this. I don't remember if I slept, I have no recollection of dreaming. My visual snow is now worse as well as my vision in general.

Overall, it was a good learning experience, and easily the scariest experience i've ever had. Acid shouldn't be taken lightly, and I don't think i'll ever mix it with anything again, I don't plan on tripping again for decent amount of time.

 

[The Winner!!]

Somewhat Damaged is my favorite NIN song

 

[Somewhat-damaged]

Somewhat Damaged is my favorite NIN song

Me too brother