jorder1010
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Just some background: I’m fairly experienced with a variety of substances, dmt, lsd, mdma, mushrooms, dope, coke, weed, pharms, etc. My friend AB is pretty much the same as well...
The night started around 5:00 p.m. My darling good friend, AB, and I break up the 8 mg suboxone into 4 neat (and TINY) little lines. These lines would change in various size and length throughout the night.
AB snorts one and I go for the other.
The burn was not too bad and it actually felt quite pleasant to snort something as it had been awhile. We wait a few minutes for it to quick in, and head downstairs for a cigarette.
During our cigarette we discuss how excited we are to finally be doing a drug other than pot together (what’s been available, mostly). We head up stairs, and once we arrive we feel a little disappointment in the fact that it the bupe had not hit us yet.
Since we were both SUPER paranoid about taking too much of this stuff (mostly b/c we didn’t want to puke, we didn’t have enough to OD on between the two of us but readers: BE CAREFUL..it is definitely possible). We both decide to each snort another half of one of the lines we had chopped up. AB, like a champ, goes for the bigger one, I take the smaller one.
Within a few minutes after taking our second lines we are feeling good……and good……… and then really good. This stuff kept escalading, getting us higher and higher for at least a couple hours before somewhat leveling off. I would describe it as a lot like snorting heroin, simply b/c of the strong, long lasting opiate high. AB and I head outside for another cigarette.
Walking down the street was difficult, both her and I were feeling good but also swaying as we walked down the sidewalk. We both mention the cigarette tastes amazinggg.
Her and I head back to my apartment, and we both start getting really itchy as we’re lying in bed. We start to wish we had some benadryl, but at this point the itching isn’t too too bad. It’s around 2 hours into the “trip” and while we are feeling good, we are also feeling a bit more nauseas than good. A weird thing about this particular experience is that we both kept mentioning the same things at the same time. I’m not sure it’s because we are really connected to begin with, or that we snorted it so the rate of absorption was the same @ around roughly the same time, but we KEPT mentioning things at the same time like “I’m getting itchy” or “I’m getting a little nauseas.” It was entertaining ☺
I ended feeling a bit more nauseas than her, and she gladly gives me a prescription anti-nausea pill, ondansetron. She had been obsessing over how well they worked, but I still put it under my tongue with a little bit of doubt. Instantly….like fucking instantly…ALL my nausea disappears. I am now completely obsessed with ondansetron as well. But I’m also kinda sorta obsessed with her as well, and now that the nausea is gone (hers went away a bit on its own) we are cuddling and touching each other, and it feels really good..
We almost didn’t even want to fuck, never mind need to fuck on suboxone simply b/c it felt SO good to just hold and touch and look at each others bodies. I hadn’t had an experience like that come close besides rare occasions on psychs.
Before, during, and after hooking up both of us are railing .25 mg xanax and feeling it virtually instantly. I know a lot of people on this board will say that it doesn’t work, cuz its not water-soluble, but it definitely has some sort of effect, and we greatly enjoyed it.
We chill out for a bit, sipping on some Tequila Sunrises and feeling bomb. So nice and itchy, it was so pleasant. We turn on Pirates (not of the caribbean, lol) and we smoke a small bowl of mj and go out for a cigg.
Unfortunatley, AB smokes two ciggs in a row and gets a little sick, and on top of the bupe, xanax, and alcohol she is also tired. We decide to lie down on a bench right outside my apartment. This is where I got the idea to write up a report about this, bc it was that amazing.
AB just lies her head down on my lap, with my sweatshirt across her. We are talking, but the conversation soon fades out and she drifts off to sleep while I stay up to make sure she keeps breathing. The air outside is so perfect, not too hot and not too cold. It had rained that day but it was mostly moist out, and not wet. Its about 2 or 3 in the a.m. and the night is dead silent. I pay more attention to details, such as the leaves on the trees and the way it sounds when the wind passes through them… During this time I am trying hard to remember ever detail, down to the T. While AB has only been in my life for a short time, she is incredibly special to me, and I know that this is going to be a moment I’ll remember forever, especially if I pay close attention to the details...I feel so good, nodding off on this bench, on this beautiful night, with this gorgeous girl softly asleep on my lap.
She eventually wakes up, and we head upstairs and drift off to an intense dreamland (both of us reported intense dreams in the morning) and the high continues well into the next day after we wake up.
Overall, it was a great experience but we both realized how dangerous suboxone can be. It’s extremely strong, virtually like heroin especially when combined with benzos and alc. I can see myself puking on even 4 mg, nevermind taking the whole 8. Even a tiny, tiny line would do the trick. BE CAREFUL AND BE SAFE.
The night started around 5:00 p.m. My darling good friend, AB, and I break up the 8 mg suboxone into 4 neat (and TINY) little lines. These lines would change in various size and length throughout the night.
AB snorts one and I go for the other.
The burn was not too bad and it actually felt quite pleasant to snort something as it had been awhile. We wait a few minutes for it to quick in, and head downstairs for a cigarette.
During our cigarette we discuss how excited we are to finally be doing a drug other than pot together (what’s been available, mostly). We head up stairs, and once we arrive we feel a little disappointment in the fact that it the bupe had not hit us yet.
Since we were both SUPER paranoid about taking too much of this stuff (mostly b/c we didn’t want to puke, we didn’t have enough to OD on between the two of us but readers: BE CAREFUL..it is definitely possible). We both decide to each snort another half of one of the lines we had chopped up. AB, like a champ, goes for the bigger one, I take the smaller one.
Within a few minutes after taking our second lines we are feeling good……and good……… and then really good. This stuff kept escalading, getting us higher and higher for at least a couple hours before somewhat leveling off. I would describe it as a lot like snorting heroin, simply b/c of the strong, long lasting opiate high. AB and I head outside for another cigarette.
Walking down the street was difficult, both her and I were feeling good but also swaying as we walked down the sidewalk. We both mention the cigarette tastes amazinggg.
Her and I head back to my apartment, and we both start getting really itchy as we’re lying in bed. We start to wish we had some benadryl, but at this point the itching isn’t too too bad. It’s around 2 hours into the “trip” and while we are feeling good, we are also feeling a bit more nauseas than good. A weird thing about this particular experience is that we both kept mentioning the same things at the same time. I’m not sure it’s because we are really connected to begin with, or that we snorted it so the rate of absorption was the same @ around roughly the same time, but we KEPT mentioning things at the same time like “I’m getting itchy” or “I’m getting a little nauseas.” It was entertaining ☺
I ended feeling a bit more nauseas than her, and she gladly gives me a prescription anti-nausea pill, ondansetron. She had been obsessing over how well they worked, but I still put it under my tongue with a little bit of doubt. Instantly….like fucking instantly…ALL my nausea disappears. I am now completely obsessed with ondansetron as well. But I’m also kinda sorta obsessed with her as well, and now that the nausea is gone (hers went away a bit on its own) we are cuddling and touching each other, and it feels really good..
We almost didn’t even want to fuck, never mind need to fuck on suboxone simply b/c it felt SO good to just hold and touch and look at each others bodies. I hadn’t had an experience like that come close besides rare occasions on psychs.
Before, during, and after hooking up both of us are railing .25 mg xanax and feeling it virtually instantly. I know a lot of people on this board will say that it doesn’t work, cuz its not water-soluble, but it definitely has some sort of effect, and we greatly enjoyed it.
We chill out for a bit, sipping on some Tequila Sunrises and feeling bomb. So nice and itchy, it was so pleasant. We turn on Pirates (not of the caribbean, lol) and we smoke a small bowl of mj and go out for a cigg.
Unfortunatley, AB smokes two ciggs in a row and gets a little sick, and on top of the bupe, xanax, and alcohol she is also tired. We decide to lie down on a bench right outside my apartment. This is where I got the idea to write up a report about this, bc it was that amazing.
AB just lies her head down on my lap, with my sweatshirt across her. We are talking, but the conversation soon fades out and she drifts off to sleep while I stay up to make sure she keeps breathing. The air outside is so perfect, not too hot and not too cold. It had rained that day but it was mostly moist out, and not wet. Its about 2 or 3 in the a.m. and the night is dead silent. I pay more attention to details, such as the leaves on the trees and the way it sounds when the wind passes through them… During this time I am trying hard to remember ever detail, down to the T. While AB has only been in my life for a short time, she is incredibly special to me, and I know that this is going to be a moment I’ll remember forever, especially if I pay close attention to the details...I feel so good, nodding off on this bench, on this beautiful night, with this gorgeous girl softly asleep on my lap.
She eventually wakes up, and we head upstairs and drift off to an intense dreamland (both of us reported intense dreams in the morning) and the high continues well into the next day after we wake up.
Overall, it was a great experience but we both realized how dangerous suboxone can be. It’s extremely strong, virtually like heroin especially when combined with benzos and alc. I can see myself puking on even 4 mg, nevermind taking the whole 8. Even a tiny, tiny line would do the trick. BE CAREFUL AND BE SAFE.
. Have fun, but be safe about it.