Opidopecake
Bluelighter
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Before I start, I haven't been on Bluelight in a while and I used to have Bluelighter status, but alas I forgot my username and password so I am now a greenlighter, I remember my friends I had on here... Captain Heroin being one of them. So I am back, I believe my old username was cupcakelove or something to that nature. Anyhow just thought I would mention that.
I thought it would be cool to have a collection of stories about the times you have had to wait for your "guy" to meet you, or you to meet him when you are sick. You know those days when you feel like you are dying and they are just take their sweet time, or they screw you over, or any other number of situations that could happen when you are waiting to get your fix and you are sick. These stories tend to be more intense for an opiate user because of the fact that we get sick when separated from our drugs. So, I'll start off the stories, with one of my own...
This happened about one year ago, I was going to visit a friend that lived in the suburbs and I hadn't had a fix all day, It took me longer than usual to get the cash together so it was starting to get dark outside, I had $100 in my pocket and I decided it was time to call my guy, well the first guy i called was out of shit and it was going to be a couple hours until he could get any more. So I decided to call my old dealer who I had known since i moved to this city, he said yeah, that was cool and he would send his friend to meet me at the train. ( I knew his friend and actually had hung out with him on many occasions and we always looked out for each other and had great times together) I hadn't seen him in like 3 months so I was happy to be able to say hi, but my main concern at the time was getting my stuff b/c i was getting really sick. So we made a meeting place and waited there to meet my old friend. When he got there, I got in the car and made the transaction. He gave me a little black bag, which I thought was weird considering I usually got clear bags from this guy, but i didn't think much about it, I had him drop me off at the train stop and I made it to my friends house to chill out for the night. When I got there I opened the bag to find a pure white powder in it. By that time I was really worried, so i tried to cook it up, and it didn't work. Right away I called my guy and told him that the guy had screwed me over and gave me fake shit. I was furious, I was sick, and now I was out $100. I called my guy and told him what his "buddy" did to me. I couldn't believe he would do that, considering how loong we had known each other and how many times we had hung out and he had never ever tried anything like that before with me. I was in an awful position. My guy assured me that he would replace what was taken from me but that he couldn't do it that night. I was pissed, So i ended up having to borrow money from someone else and get shit from my girls dealer, who took 2 hours to get there. I was dead sick by the time we got our work. Apparently when the guy who screwed me over got back to the house where my dealer was, got his ass kicked. Which in my opinion he deserved. I was so angry. About 2 weeks later my guy called me and told me to meet him to pick up what was taken from me. So yeah, that was the worst night for me. I should have got my shit earlier in the day before I got sick, but I slept too long that day. It happens that way sometimes. Like today, I called my guy on my way to work to meet me, he lives about 5 mins down the street from my work, he took 1.5 hours to get to my work, and my special type of morning sickness was kicking in. But now I am good and ready for the last half of my shot in a minute. So that is just one of the many crazy experiences I have had while dealing with my drug getting. We all put ourselves in these crazy situations to get our shit.
Tell me your stories, I'm sure there are a lot of really good ones that we would all love to hear. I'm sure there are many really interesting ones that I can entertain myself with reading while I am bored at work.
cool. I look forward to reading them soon!
Opidopecake 8(
Before I start, I haven't been on Bluelight in a while and I used to have Bluelighter status, but alas I forgot my username and password so I am now a greenlighter, I remember my friends I had on here... Captain Heroin being one of them. So I am back, I believe my old username was cupcakelove or something to that nature. Anyhow just thought I would mention that.
I thought it would be cool to have a collection of stories about the times you have had to wait for your "guy" to meet you, or you to meet him when you are sick. You know those days when you feel like you are dying and they are just take their sweet time, or they screw you over, or any other number of situations that could happen when you are waiting to get your fix and you are sick. These stories tend to be more intense for an opiate user because of the fact that we get sick when separated from our drugs. So, I'll start off the stories, with one of my own...
This happened about one year ago, I was going to visit a friend that lived in the suburbs and I hadn't had a fix all day, It took me longer than usual to get the cash together so it was starting to get dark outside, I had $100 in my pocket and I decided it was time to call my guy, well the first guy i called was out of shit and it was going to be a couple hours until he could get any more. So I decided to call my old dealer who I had known since i moved to this city, he said yeah, that was cool and he would send his friend to meet me at the train. ( I knew his friend and actually had hung out with him on many occasions and we always looked out for each other and had great times together) I hadn't seen him in like 3 months so I was happy to be able to say hi, but my main concern at the time was getting my stuff b/c i was getting really sick. So we made a meeting place and waited there to meet my old friend. When he got there, I got in the car and made the transaction. He gave me a little black bag, which I thought was weird considering I usually got clear bags from this guy, but i didn't think much about it, I had him drop me off at the train stop and I made it to my friends house to chill out for the night. When I got there I opened the bag to find a pure white powder in it. By that time I was really worried, so i tried to cook it up, and it didn't work. Right away I called my guy and told him that the guy had screwed me over and gave me fake shit. I was furious, I was sick, and now I was out $100. I called my guy and told him what his "buddy" did to me. I couldn't believe he would do that, considering how loong we had known each other and how many times we had hung out and he had never ever tried anything like that before with me. I was in an awful position. My guy assured me that he would replace what was taken from me but that he couldn't do it that night. I was pissed, So i ended up having to borrow money from someone else and get shit from my girls dealer, who took 2 hours to get there. I was dead sick by the time we got our work. Apparently when the guy who screwed me over got back to the house where my dealer was, got his ass kicked. Which in my opinion he deserved. I was so angry. About 2 weeks later my guy called me and told me to meet him to pick up what was taken from me. So yeah, that was the worst night for me. I should have got my shit earlier in the day before I got sick, but I slept too long that day. It happens that way sometimes. Like today, I called my guy on my way to work to meet me, he lives about 5 mins down the street from my work, he took 1.5 hours to get to my work, and my special type of morning sickness was kicking in. But now I am good and ready for the last half of my shot in a minute. So that is just one of the many crazy experiences I have had while dealing with my drug getting. We all put ourselves in these crazy situations to get our shit.
Tell me your stories, I'm sure there are a lot of really good ones that we would all love to hear. I'm sure there are many really interesting ones that I can entertain myself with reading while I am bored at work.
cool. I look forward to reading them soon!
Opidopecake 8(