feeling like u can't really enjoy urself when u go to a club or big party unless u eat a pill (or 2 or 5

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needing to feel totally and utterly fucked up in order to have a good time and willing to buy as many pills as ur pcoket will allow to try to get there
rolling face

- very hard to diguise when in the presence of muggles
people who roll face off of one pill
running out of $ for more pills
people who when they roll feel the need to share and bond with u while ur peaking
that fukin turtle that use to be my wang
no-neck, hater bouncers in clubs who just happen to see you about take the pill hand off from ur buddy and throw u both out of the club while ur peaking (that one's just for u space ibiza bouncers - fuck y'all!

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that feeling just when u know the roll's over
the comedown
having to piss like a race horse every half hour to get the 2 orange juices, 6 bottled waters and the 3 vodkas u had that nite out ur system
the feeling the next day. it's like being chewed up and spit out. back, jaw and teeth pain, puffy eyes, no appetite and a general hollow feeling inside. 1 mg xanax, a glass of red wine and some weed normally sets my world properly back on its axis
the depression that follows. it's the main reason that now I don't roll but once a year (if as much).