GlassAss420
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Huh and I thought it was like ectasy that you could keep re-dosing and it never lost its effect.. o-well sounded too good to be true.
junctionalfunkie said:Amen to this. I had the misfortune to run across a gram or so of this godforsaken substance last weekend, and here, a good 6 days later, I still feel like complete dogshit.
Never, in all my days of indiscriminately cramming chemicals down my gullet have I paid such a horrible price for so little joy.![]()
DO NOT INGEST!!
post in the MDPV disc. thread that I said the white MDPV doing the rounds is Diphenyl Prolinol
ebola? said:>>I remember reading the mdpv thread and likening it to watching a car crash - the level of idiotic dosing, irresponsible use etc. escalated faster than any initial substance appraisal I recall.>>
You seen the desoxypipradrol thread?![]()
Jamshyd said:...followed by a WEEK of absolute fucking depression - on the scale of binging on meth for a weekend while redosing with E 10 times and coming down all at once.
immad said:Well, that doesn't sound quite right then. Would it be wise to avoid all drugs containing the methylenedioxy functional group?
experiences the same thing, this shit sucks, altough while you feel like absolute crap you do enjoy talking to ppl and stuff but its not worth itpsy-marshal said:I just want to throw my 2c into the pool of knowledge. As an avid researcher of all chems new and exotic, I feel it his duty to add my subjective input for anything new and rare I puts into my body.
MDPV.
Never again.This has to be by far one of the worst chemicals I have ever ingested! (And I don't want to whip it out, but I have tried quite a few things...) I love stims, have had lots of fun with methylone and meph in recent times (until I way overdid the methylone that is!), and was at one point (a very long time ago) in a serious relationship with crystal.
I first insufflated 5 mgs of the brown dirt-smelling powder when the package arrived in the mail. Then I waited. And waited and waited and waited. 1.5 hours and nothing was felt, working around the house was not easier or more fun, and there was no mood lift, no extra energy, nothing.
So I, being a fan of the IV method, decided to try out this route. 2.5 mgs was dissolved in sterile water, heated and injected 1 unit at a time, (extremely slowly) with about 30 seconds in between just to be safe. When the rig was half empty, I waited a further 5 minutes before finishing it off. Then finally I felt something. It felt like I had drunk about 100 cups of coffee. I got jittery, flushed, tense, and felt stimulated, but not “good”. That lasted about half an hour, and then the panic set in. It was pretty mild but uncomfortable.
As the experience trailed off (I didn’t redose because he wanted to sleep), my legs got unbearably tired and I felt ill in the stomach. When I laid down in bed, my heart was racing and just about to jump out of my chest. Valium was needed to sleep.
Take two: the next morning before work, I dissolved another 5-6 mgs in my coffee, although I may have been a tad heavy handed. (I doubt the reliability of my scale at these micromeasurement levels.) I felt fine, a bit more awake than normal, but again, nothing extraordinary. Then I got to work, and I had the feeling that everyone was talking about me. The paranoia increased throughout the day until about 4 in the afternoon. I knew that my thoughts were paranoid delusions with no root in reality, but it was not an enjoyable day.
So far: not a work aide, not recreational, and I am doubting any benefit in physical performance, although the only time I felt OK that day was when I left the office and briskly walked around the block as I sometimes do.
Third strike: It's Saturday morning and I decide to give it one last shot. I remember being too cautious with methylone dosage in the begining and only experiencing similar, negative effects until I upped the dosage, so I decide maybe I am just underdosing. This time, I go the distance and inject 10 mgs. IV. And... OK; I'm done with this shit! Immediately tense muscles, paranoia to the extreme, sick stomach, jittery, nervous, uncomfortable, and yet, still nothing positive. The best part about my MDPV experiences every time was when it wore off.
And with that, the remaining ~195 doses were consumed by my toilet bowl. That's the most depressing thing: a cheap, potent stim of which I suddenly had 200 doses, and it's not worth the baggie it came in to me!
Oh yeah, and although I was never really up, I sure came down hard! It's not quite as bad as after a major meth binge, but it FAR outweighed anything positive about this stuff (wait, was there anything positive?). I don't understand why anyone would willfully try this more than a few times, or why it is so popular, but to each their own. (I never liked Ritalin either though, which is what I would most closely compare this to, it's like Ritalin's dirtier, meaner cousin...)