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The EADD I'm Fucked Thread V. Noxious vapours and fanny batter

I can't cope with the weather!
Just imagine grey skies eternally and rain 290+ days of the year...

Going to war with half the world has left England welcome in very few parts of Europe. ;)
 
I can't cope with the weather!
Just imagine grey skies eternally and rain 290+ days of the year...[/B]

Going to war with half the world has left England welcome in very few parts of Europe. ;)

That would drive me nuts. I do get sick of the heat in summer but autumn and spring here are just perfect. I always wonder why you guys sent all your crooks here and the rest stayed put in the UK...in hindsight the other way around would have been the go...though it would have been fucking hard here for the first hundred years or so. It's a pretty unforgiving country
 
Pretty unforgiving?

It's a huge landmass in the middle of the ocean half the world away from the UK, filled with the most dangerous wildlife on the planet, gets bitchslapped by cyclones every few years, prone to massive earthquakes, has hundred mile wide bushfires for the year and sun exposure so ridiculous that sub-Saharan Africa gets jealous.
Imagine being chained to 12 other guys out in the desert with Victorian technology to protect you... It's Hell on Earth.
 
Surprisingly I was lost to stim-induced porn browsing instead of K-world. Last hit of speed was about 4 hours ago, and I'm still going fine. Might head for K-world as that has proven effective at smashing me straight to bed before, but I kind of can't be arsed to have all reality explode into nothingness for a few hours just for the sake of a bit of sleep.

Kind of going off the ketamine as I experience it more, I find it's too much of a sit down drug for my taste when out clubbing. Was fine at the gay night the first time as there was plenty of sitting and chatting then, but at my regular it just doesn't work out well. I will have to see what else hold potential, at least until I'm clear of SSRIs and can just take bloody MDMA instead of all this faff.
 
K is certainly one of the more incapacitating disso's, which is a very good thing at times.
Take a look at 4-MeO-PCP for what happens when you're not anaesthetised.
Diphenidine is the devil in dissociative form. Don't even think about it, seriously.
 
I'm not surprised given you jumped straight in at 100mg of pure D-Meth. I like my stims roughly as much as I do oxygen but even I'd be a lil' uneasy in your shoes.
Just stay away from the porn.
That dirty, filthy, depraved porn.

Porn.

Pr0n.

Do eet.
 
I concur with Sprout on the pr0n.

Other than that though, it's been a good 7 hours since I last had a hit of speed and have not noticed any signs of tiredness apart from my brain slowly turning to mush without a stim of any kind to keep it going. Apart from that, all's good. I should probably get some food or at least make more scotch pancakes soonish though.
 
I actively avoid porn when stimmed because I reach a whole new level of filth and my filth levels are around 9,000 when sober. Does not bode well with what little self-respect I hold onto.

Oh, a few nights ago I was tweaking like a Texan whore in a Meth lab when I received a message from the embodiment of smut that is my ex and somehow still friend.
I found some utterly depraved images from her on my phone the next morning and read over the conversation...

A whole new realm of filth had been opened and I don't know if I can follow through with the plans we appear to have made without a half ounce of Meth and a confession booth.

8(
 
I actively avoid porn when stimmed because I reach a whole new level of filth and my filth levels are around 9,000 when sober. Does not bode well with what little self-respect I hold onto.

Oh, a few nights ago I was tweaking like a Texan whore in a Meth lab when I received a message from the embodiment of smut that is my ex and somehow still friend.
I found some utterly depraved images from her on my phone the next morning and read over the conversation...

A whole new realm of filth had been opened and I don't know if I can follow through with the plans we appear to have made without a half ounce of Meth and a confession booth.

8(

You'd best find yourself the Catholic of Walter White pronto then. Or just forward those pics to FUBAR and he can take your place, that'd probably work too...
 
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