dankhead88
Bluelighter
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- Oct 19, 2005
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As a man that is almost 25 years old and going through a quarter life crisis, weighing in at 180 lbs and trying any new drug I can just about get my hands on, I'm in for a speacial treat.
As I stab myself with a syringe and load it up with my own blood. I pray for my life due to the notoriety of this combination, but before I continue, let's go back to how this all happened...
My friend P. He can get it all... At least the more addictive stuff. Anyways, we go off to pick up some dope in an apartment. I actually feel safe parked here due to the fact that it's not a bad looking apartment and it's not in the middle of a decaying neighborhood where I normally get my dope at.
I finally get my dope. It's brown and reeks of a vinegar like smell. I can imagine it now. The warmth and that fuzzy/sleepy feeling that we all adore.
I drive off in a hurry just so I can get my fix. Ironic isn't it? The more you hurry, the slower the time feels. Red lights feel like an eternity, but traffic is minimal and I'm anticipating for my intravenous dessert.
My friend and I finally make it back to his place. Unbeknownst to me, my friend offers me something. His exact words. "You want some coke?" I was curious on how a speedball would feel, so I said, "sure, why not?"
Now, I've mixed heroin and methamphetamine before, so I can only imagine how this combination would feel. However, what worries me is the short duration of cocaine compared to the duration of heroin. I've decided to try it out of curiosity, but due to my worries, I started small just in case something goes wrong.
I took a small pile of heroin and put it in my little mixing bowl and he proceeded to put in approximately a mid sized line of cocaine approximately an inch and a half long and 1mm thick as I speculate. The brown and white are now mixed together and I'm getting prepared for the ride of my life.
I get my syringe ready and proceed to put in 40mL of saline solution in my little mixing bowl. Both dissolves quite well and I proceed to throw in a cotton ball in there. As the cotton ball gets bigger, my anxiousness grows bigger.
I go ahead and tie up my arm and find a spot on my forearm.
As I stab myself with a syringe and load it up with my own blood. I pray for my life due to the notoriety of this combination. John Belushi, River Phoenix, Chris Farley, etc. All these names pop up in my head, but I take a deep breath and retain my composure.
I proceed to push the plunger down.
I start to feel warmth and a sense of stimulation at the same time.
Then it really hits me, I start breathing really hard, as if I was hyperventilating, but it doesn't feel bad. I feel as if I'm breathing in fresh cold air with every breath I take. It's exhilarating and I feel like I'm on top of the world as cliche as that sounds.
I close my eyes and take deep breaths and I am filled with nothing but joy, hedonism, and pure euphoria, but then the feeling of cocaine wears off rather quickly after about 5 minutes, but there wasn't any crash, but rather a smooth landing like a 747 landing in an airport. After that I was in opiate bliss and I could see how addictive and dangerous this combination could be.
Overall I'm glad that I'm still alive, but I have repeated this combo a couple of times, but decided that I should not do it anymore(we'll see about that). I must admit, that it beats methamphetamine and heroin but I do wish that cocaine didn't have such a short duration. I would rate this combination a 9/10, but I do not recommend it to naive drug users or drug users with addictive personalities, due to it's adverse effects and potential chance for mortality.
DISCRETION IS ADVISED
As I stab myself with a syringe and load it up with my own blood. I pray for my life due to the notoriety of this combination, but before I continue, let's go back to how this all happened...
My friend P. He can get it all... At least the more addictive stuff. Anyways, we go off to pick up some dope in an apartment. I actually feel safe parked here due to the fact that it's not a bad looking apartment and it's not in the middle of a decaying neighborhood where I normally get my dope at.
I finally get my dope. It's brown and reeks of a vinegar like smell. I can imagine it now. The warmth and that fuzzy/sleepy feeling that we all adore.
I drive off in a hurry just so I can get my fix. Ironic isn't it? The more you hurry, the slower the time feels. Red lights feel like an eternity, but traffic is minimal and I'm anticipating for my intravenous dessert.
My friend and I finally make it back to his place. Unbeknownst to me, my friend offers me something. His exact words. "You want some coke?" I was curious on how a speedball would feel, so I said, "sure, why not?"
Now, I've mixed heroin and methamphetamine before, so I can only imagine how this combination would feel. However, what worries me is the short duration of cocaine compared to the duration of heroin. I've decided to try it out of curiosity, but due to my worries, I started small just in case something goes wrong.
I took a small pile of heroin and put it in my little mixing bowl and he proceeded to put in approximately a mid sized line of cocaine approximately an inch and a half long and 1mm thick as I speculate. The brown and white are now mixed together and I'm getting prepared for the ride of my life.
I get my syringe ready and proceed to put in 40mL of saline solution in my little mixing bowl. Both dissolves quite well and I proceed to throw in a cotton ball in there. As the cotton ball gets bigger, my anxiousness grows bigger.
I go ahead and tie up my arm and find a spot on my forearm.
As I stab myself with a syringe and load it up with my own blood. I pray for my life due to the notoriety of this combination. John Belushi, River Phoenix, Chris Farley, etc. All these names pop up in my head, but I take a deep breath and retain my composure.
I proceed to push the plunger down.
I start to feel warmth and a sense of stimulation at the same time.
Then it really hits me, I start breathing really hard, as if I was hyperventilating, but it doesn't feel bad. I feel as if I'm breathing in fresh cold air with every breath I take. It's exhilarating and I feel like I'm on top of the world as cliche as that sounds.
I close my eyes and take deep breaths and I am filled with nothing but joy, hedonism, and pure euphoria, but then the feeling of cocaine wears off rather quickly after about 5 minutes, but there wasn't any crash, but rather a smooth landing like a 747 landing in an airport. After that I was in opiate bliss and I could see how addictive and dangerous this combination could be.
Overall I'm glad that I'm still alive, but I have repeated this combo a couple of times, but decided that I should not do it anymore(we'll see about that). I must admit, that it beats methamphetamine and heroin but I do wish that cocaine didn't have such a short duration. I would rate this combination a 9/10, but I do not recommend it to naive drug users or drug users with addictive personalities, due to it's adverse effects and potential chance for mortality.
DISCRETION IS ADVISED
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