i think i've mentioned it before.
I was on my 4th or 5th day of an all out meth binge, smoking and snorting endlessly dank shards. I had already become pretty damn delusional by the end of day 2. Then my cuz and his friends throw down on a shit load of coke. ...nice, i think. why not start snorting a bunch of coke too? So days 3 and 4 i was snorting coke almost non stop. I was popping endless ativan to keep my from jumping out of my body. I was taking about 15mg a day. On night 4 i rolled on 2 bomb pills. It was my first roll in months, and during the roll i smoked a gram of northern cali skunk, called "champange"..It was DANK. And it was the first time i smoked weed in a month. Before rolling, when i just started doing the coke with the meth, being up day, etc...i was already seeing shadow people, bugs, agents, some scary shit that would just crawl out of the walls...after the rolls and the weed, i completely snapped. I started running around my cuz's house trying to kill him with a steak knife...then ended up packing up and driving about 450 miles to get back home over the next 8 hours..a gas card was the only thing that kept me alive... thank god.
Some really fucked up shit happened, but i cant remember most of it, and i refuse to even explain some of it.
DM