What drug subcultures do you least like? v. Seat's taken! Ya can't sit here!
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BlueHues
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Any scene that's loaded with people who are trying way too hard to be cool and impress each other...
See: Jam bands and most of the modern day EDM culture
If you wanna call "crack" a drug subculture, I don't think there's many people who'd say "Oh, yeah...the crack scene's chill! It's all just a bunch of people who hang out and do blasts all day!"
See: Jam bands and most of the modern day EDM culture
If you wanna call "crack" a drug subculture, I don't think there's many people who'd say "Oh, yeah...the crack scene's chill! It's all just a bunch of people who hang out and do blasts all day!"
Tryptamino
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Hmmm... Yeah, no. Don't compare weed addiction with benzo addiction please, it's not even apples and oranges, it's like apples and... uhh... reality television.
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Yeah, I hope she can get help but I don't know. She stopped going to NA and everyone knows she's using but we can't do anything about it. It is heartbreaking but she knew what was going to happen. Yes, her husband but we all are going through it. My best friend is going through a lot. She has no excuse for what she's doing especially infecting others.Stayfaded, that's so heartbreaking/ fucked up about that woman.I hope she seeks help/ realises what she's doing before it's too late.
Also ditto on the tripping balls/ thinking you have pissed yourself. So embarrassing haha.
But anyways lolol about the second comment
JustaChippa
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Drinkers. I used to be one, big time, for many years, but now that I don't really drink, I find being around drunk people very tiresome. That maudlin, overly emotional, false I-love-you-man crap gets real old, real quick. At my beloved aunt's wake last week, it was sad that it turned into a drunk fest, because I had been looking forward to sharing memories and telling stories, but all anyone seemed to care about was imbibing as much alcohol as they could swill down. It also sucks when they want to have a "deep, meaningful" conversation, because you just know they aren't going to remember much or any of it the next day, so it's pointless.
Then there are the mean drunks. The reason my ex is an ex, (well, one really big reason), is that he is an alcoholic who would turn vicious almost without warning when he drank around me, which was early and often. I'd see the light go out in his eyes, and he'd go from being stupid and maudlin and sentimental one moment, to the cruelest, meanest person imaginable the next, and I was always the target of his alcohol-fueled rage. That happened way less frequently back in the day, when I used to match him drink for drink, but once I stopped drinking, he ramped up the horrific cruelty and anger towards me. To add to the joy, I grew up with both a natural father who was an alcoholic, and an adoptive father, with whom I lived, who was one, also. Thus, being around drunken men triggers many bad memories for me. I had no choice as a child, but now that I am an adult, I choose not to be around that whenever I can avoid it.
Crackheads. Once again, my ex is a "shining" example of why I don't care to be around them. In my experience, that drug turns people into idiots, even more stupid than drunks, if that is possible. The nonstop verbal vomit, when they will just *not* shut the fuck up, makes me want to punch them. It was only tolerable from my ex when I was using my opiates; otherwise, I could not stand to hear him Hold Forth without pause, and once I told him that. I said, "Ex, I can only somewhat tolerate that crack-induced diarrhea of the mouth when I have taken a Lortab, and right now I am out and feeling like crap anyway, so I really need you to go away and shut the fuck up."
Also, why can't crackheads go get what they know they will need for the evening in one trip instead of running back and forth to the dope man several times in a night? For a (short but horrible) time, Ex permitted two crackhead "friends" to move into our home, and we also had my daughter and her boyfriend, crackheads both, living there, as well. On any given night, I'd hear that front door open and one of the vehicles start up about every half hour as one or the other of them made yet another run into the dangerous ghetto to get another 20 or whatever piddly-ass quantity they decided they wanted. That was in the summer, and, not wanting my child to be around that, I let him spend many or most nights at grandma's. I was always worried that all the in-and-out activity would attract the cops, and lived in fear of that knock at the door.
Then there was the fact that, of the six of the crackheads staying in my home, only one of them worked a normal job, and that was Ex. The rest of them hustled up all kinds of ways to get their crack money, and unfortunately, it turned out that one of those ways was stealing my shit. Not that I didn't spend more than I should have on my pharmies, but that money came from the job at which I worked my ass off. In a short span, my expensive mountain bike, every piece of nice jewelry I loved, and most of my DVDs/CDs were stolen and either sold or hawked for drug money. Cash was taken from spots I thought safe. My own daughter stole her little brother's birthday money, his DVD player, and other things of value to him. It was a grand day when I lost it and kicked all their asses out, once I realized we were being robbed blind. My own Ex was no prize, either. A couple weekends, I watched him smoke away his entire sizable paycheck in the span of two, maybe three, days, and if I hadn't also been working, we would have been homeless and there would have been no food for my son. My daughter "rented" her lovely, late model car to a crack dealer, and my Ex got a gun stuck up in his face when he went to rectify that situation. Then she did it again and Dude wrecked it in the midst of committing a heinous felony. There is no way I'm naive enough to think that "only" crack would be the catalyst for some of those situations, and I realize that you could insert the name of any addictive drug and see people lie, cheat, and steal to obtain it, but dang, the high from a hit of crack lasts, what? Thirty seconds? The only thing "positive" I'll say about it, (and this is counter intuitive but true), is that it made my Ex into a much nicer, calmer person. Alcohol turned him into a raging asshole, while crack mellowed him, and I'd be inclined to think the opposite would be true, but there it is.
People who smoke weed only annoy me when they insist it's just sooooo much more superior to anyone else's DOC because it's "natural." It all comes down to chemicals, regardless, so that illogical argument is both false and tiresome. That faraway stupid look some of them get on their faces is exasperating, too, but I can live with it, because they really are not harming anyone. I'm sure there are aspects of my pharmie use that others would find ridiculous, so that's why I try to keep it on the DL as much as possible. Nobody I didn't want ever to know about it would even know it now, except my Ex got pissed off at me when I left him for acting like an asshole one time too many, and in one of his stupid drunken bursts of rage, he called everyone who mattered to me and spread my personal business all over the place.
tl; dr: Drunks and crackheads.
Then there are the mean drunks. The reason my ex is an ex, (well, one really big reason), is that he is an alcoholic who would turn vicious almost without warning when he drank around me, which was early and often. I'd see the light go out in his eyes, and he'd go from being stupid and maudlin and sentimental one moment, to the cruelest, meanest person imaginable the next, and I was always the target of his alcohol-fueled rage. That happened way less frequently back in the day, when I used to match him drink for drink, but once I stopped drinking, he ramped up the horrific cruelty and anger towards me. To add to the joy, I grew up with both a natural father who was an alcoholic, and an adoptive father, with whom I lived, who was one, also. Thus, being around drunken men triggers many bad memories for me. I had no choice as a child, but now that I am an adult, I choose not to be around that whenever I can avoid it.
Crackheads. Once again, my ex is a "shining" example of why I don't care to be around them. In my experience, that drug turns people into idiots, even more stupid than drunks, if that is possible. The nonstop verbal vomit, when they will just *not* shut the fuck up, makes me want to punch them. It was only tolerable from my ex when I was using my opiates; otherwise, I could not stand to hear him Hold Forth without pause, and once I told him that. I said, "Ex, I can only somewhat tolerate that crack-induced diarrhea of the mouth when I have taken a Lortab, and right now I am out and feeling like crap anyway, so I really need you to go away and shut the fuck up."
Also, why can't crackheads go get what they know they will need for the evening in one trip instead of running back and forth to the dope man several times in a night? For a (short but horrible) time, Ex permitted two crackhead "friends" to move into our home, and we also had my daughter and her boyfriend, crackheads both, living there, as well. On any given night, I'd hear that front door open and one of the vehicles start up about every half hour as one or the other of them made yet another run into the dangerous ghetto to get another 20 or whatever piddly-ass quantity they decided they wanted. That was in the summer, and, not wanting my child to be around that, I let him spend many or most nights at grandma's. I was always worried that all the in-and-out activity would attract the cops, and lived in fear of that knock at the door.
Then there was the fact that, of the six of the crackheads staying in my home, only one of them worked a normal job, and that was Ex. The rest of them hustled up all kinds of ways to get their crack money, and unfortunately, it turned out that one of those ways was stealing my shit. Not that I didn't spend more than I should have on my pharmies, but that money came from the job at which I worked my ass off. In a short span, my expensive mountain bike, every piece of nice jewelry I loved, and most of my DVDs/CDs were stolen and either sold or hawked for drug money. Cash was taken from spots I thought safe. My own daughter stole her little brother's birthday money, his DVD player, and other things of value to him. It was a grand day when I lost it and kicked all their asses out, once I realized we were being robbed blind. My own Ex was no prize, either. A couple weekends, I watched him smoke away his entire sizable paycheck in the span of two, maybe three, days, and if I hadn't also been working, we would have been homeless and there would have been no food for my son. My daughter "rented" her lovely, late model car to a crack dealer, and my Ex got a gun stuck up in his face when he went to rectify that situation. Then she did it again and Dude wrecked it in the midst of committing a heinous felony. There is no way I'm naive enough to think that "only" crack would be the catalyst for some of those situations, and I realize that you could insert the name of any addictive drug and see people lie, cheat, and steal to obtain it, but dang, the high from a hit of crack lasts, what? Thirty seconds? The only thing "positive" I'll say about it, (and this is counter intuitive but true), is that it made my Ex into a much nicer, calmer person. Alcohol turned him into a raging asshole, while crack mellowed him, and I'd be inclined to think the opposite would be true, but there it is.
People who smoke weed only annoy me when they insist it's just sooooo much more superior to anyone else's DOC because it's "natural." It all comes down to chemicals, regardless, so that illogical argument is both false and tiresome. That faraway stupid look some of them get on their faces is exasperating, too, but I can live with it, because they really are not harming anyone. I'm sure there are aspects of my pharmie use that others would find ridiculous, so that's why I try to keep it on the DL as much as possible. Nobody I didn't want ever to know about it would even know it now, except my Ex got pissed off at me when I left him for acting like an asshole one time too many, and in one of his stupid drunken bursts of rage, he called everyone who mattered to me and spread my personal business all over the place.
tl; dr: Drunks and crackheads.
Not really a subculture, but I don't understand the people that sell their prescription only to end up stuck buying the same or similar drugs back right after that, often times for more money than they sold them for.
For example; I know this guy that gets a prescription for 30mg oxycodone IR / roxicodone aka "blues" and is out of them in less than a week, only to find himself buying heroin for the remaining 3 weeks until he gets his prescription filled again.
It's one thing if he made enough money off of the roxis to be able to buy a lot more heroins worth (considering how expensive oxycodone is compared to heroin) but he sells the roxis for relatively cheap, and buys the heroin for relatively expensive, so it's like 1 step forward and 2 steps back.
He's not the first person I have known to go from saying "Need any blues?" / "I've got blues" to saying "I need blues" / "Do you know anybody that has blues?" in a matter of a week or two.
It's funny because a few of the people that I knew to do this both knew each other (1 did heroin and the other didn't though), and they would always be bullshitting each other about when their next doctors appointment was, promising one another that if they gave them 1 now, then would hit them back with 2 right after they saw their doctor that week. Then it was "oh, the appointment got pushed back another week, sorry."
I kept my nose clean (no pun) when it came to any of that nonsense since they started bitching to me about one another. I told them that it was between the two of them and to keep me out of it.
For example; I know this guy that gets a prescription for 30mg oxycodone IR / roxicodone aka "blues" and is out of them in less than a week, only to find himself buying heroin for the remaining 3 weeks until he gets his prescription filled again.
It's one thing if he made enough money off of the roxis to be able to buy a lot more heroins worth (considering how expensive oxycodone is compared to heroin) but he sells the roxis for relatively cheap, and buys the heroin for relatively expensive, so it's like 1 step forward and 2 steps back.
He's not the first person I have known to go from saying "Need any blues?" / "I've got blues" to saying "I need blues" / "Do you know anybody that has blues?" in a matter of a week or two.
It's funny because a few of the people that I knew to do this both knew each other (1 did heroin and the other didn't though), and they would always be bullshitting each other about when their next doctors appointment was, promising one another that if they gave them 1 now, then would hit them back with 2 right after they saw their doctor that week. Then it was "oh, the appointment got pushed back another week, sorry."
I kept my nose clean (no pun) when it came to any of that nonsense since they started bitching to me about one another. I told them that it was between the two of them and to keep me out of it.
BlueHues
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^Thats why the prescription opiate game is a fucking joke! At least with H, you're not waiting for some moron to go to the doctor and then subsequrntly try to rape you based on how desperate you are!
Pagey
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I can't stand stoners...or maybe it's just the stoners in my dorm but they seme to have some sort of innate need to tell you 'I'm so high' every single time. It's like yes okay I get it, you smoked weed, good for you, now shut up no one cares if you're high. Get over yourself. It's like they think they're the coolest thing ever because of that.
I literally had a guy come knock on my door at 3 am the other night to literally tell me, 'I'm so fucking high right now...' and leave. He's barely even a friend.
Alcoholics. Alcohol in general grosses me out....people become so obnoxious and annoying when they're drunk. And then when they drink too much and start puking and pissing on themselves and stuff...*shudder*.
I don't have too much of a problem with people who use psychedelics a lot unless they try to convince you that they've now discovered the answer to the universe.
Sorry for the bitterness
In general though I don't like any user who flaunts his use or uses around sober people in an obvious way. These days I'll only do opiates when I'm alone in my room and back when I was hooked on benzos I would do everything I could not to show people I was intoxicated when I was around them - and I don't think anyone ever noticed.
I literally had a guy come knock on my door at 3 am the other night to literally tell me, 'I'm so fucking high right now...' and leave. He's barely even a friend.
Alcoholics. Alcohol in general grosses me out....people become so obnoxious and annoying when they're drunk. And then when they drink too much and start puking and pissing on themselves and stuff...*shudder*.
I don't have too much of a problem with people who use psychedelics a lot unless they try to convince you that they've now discovered the answer to the universe.
Sorry for the bitterness
In general though I don't like any user who flaunts his use or uses around sober people in an obvious way. These days I'll only do opiates when I'm alone in my room and back when I was hooked on benzos I would do everything I could not to show people I was intoxicated when I was around them - and I don't think anyone ever noticed.
BurroughsTheCat
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Personally speaking, I don't like the kind of drunken eejits who start fights and shit when they are wasted, who make it a fucking nightmare to look/be any different (I'm very very visibly tattooed,like my head, hands ,throat etc). They get wasted and see people like me as an easy target or someone to scream 'METALLICAAAAAAA' in your face and my fav band are the Manic Street Preachers....
But mean drunks in general are so fucking annoying. Of course living here raging alcoholics are said to 'be fond of a few drinks' and it's all seen as macho posing bullshit. You see blokes and girls who are 18-19 getting WASTED beyond belief and puking, pissing and falling in the street, screaming, fighting, harassing people, falling asleep and being a real pain in the hole. Like a previous poster said , they blow their wages on a 'great night out' and remember fuck all.
Don't get me wrong, I love going out and I enjoy booze quite alot. All my favourite drinks: Chartreuse 55%, Wild Turkey 51.5% and Pernod Absinthe 68% are very high in alcohol content! But I try to drink at my own pace and try have it augment my night rather than MAKE my night.
Also and this is a pet peeve, I loathe the kind of wankers that shovel piles of coke up their nose but consider me a scumbag lowlife junkie because I use heroin...money wise I wouldn't spend half in a week of what they spend in a night, but I'm the one who's the stupid waster etc etc etc They need an eighth EVERY Friday night and EVERY saturday night just to 'have a good time' ...but that gives them the moral highground on me for some reason.
Same goes for heavy drug users that look down on you for using a needle...i don't get that....I knew someone who done about 4 times the amount of smack a day I did, and ate benzos like M&Ms, but would deliver long diatribes on how needle users, like me, are scum.
But mean drunks in general are so fucking annoying. Of course living here raging alcoholics are said to 'be fond of a few drinks' and it's all seen as macho posing bullshit. You see blokes and girls who are 18-19 getting WASTED beyond belief and puking, pissing and falling in the street, screaming, fighting, harassing people, falling asleep and being a real pain in the hole. Like a previous poster said , they blow their wages on a 'great night out' and remember fuck all.
Don't get me wrong, I love going out and I enjoy booze quite alot. All my favourite drinks: Chartreuse 55%, Wild Turkey 51.5% and Pernod Absinthe 68% are very high in alcohol content! But I try to drink at my own pace and try have it augment my night rather than MAKE my night.
Also and this is a pet peeve, I loathe the kind of wankers that shovel piles of coke up their nose but consider me a scumbag lowlife junkie because I use heroin...money wise I wouldn't spend half in a week of what they spend in a night, but I'm the one who's the stupid waster etc etc etc They need an eighth EVERY Friday night and EVERY saturday night just to 'have a good time' ...but that gives them the moral highground on me for some reason.
Same goes for heavy drug users that look down on you for using a needle...i don't get that....I knew someone who done about 4 times the amount of smack a day I did, and ate benzos like M&Ms, but would deliver long diatribes on how needle users, like me, are scum.
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This.
midnighthrenody
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tweakers. jesus christ turn that nickelback off and stfu.
Utahrd
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People who narc out anybodys garden, people who look through/steal your shit. erratic spasmoidic motherfuckers. hate the fuck out of em. Tweakers (shit, even I like it, but I hate what it does to people) This last year, peeps "ruined" MDMA and 6-apb for me. As in they were insensitive, violent, fiendish, untrustworthy, ill prepared, manipulative, dishonest, reckless (taking 6-apb with effexor). I nearly died.
I'm just going to go out on a limb and say that I fucking hate stim heads with a passion, the people I spent the last few months with, were the biggest pieces of shit I have ever met in my life. To the degree that I might actually go to tech school and quit drugs entirely. Fuck Orem Utah dude, what a shithole.
I'm just going to go out on a limb and say that I fucking hate stim heads with a passion, the people I spent the last few months with, were the biggest pieces of shit I have ever met in my life. To the degree that I might actually go to tech school and quit drugs entirely. Fuck Orem Utah dude, what a shithole.
Pill2Chill
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Did they force it down your throat? Or was the nearly dying something else?
Also, explain how they ruined mdma & 6-apb for you ? Did they just turn you off from using them or did you use them too often for a while, causing 'loss of magic'?
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Miss Boneshatter
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^ This. One reason I stopped using "ecstasy" is because it's getting harder to know what chemicals are in it.
I miss the days when ecstasy was MDMA.
Damn right. The days when you could buy 1, MAYBE 2 and have a fuckin awesome roll. I can't ever recall getting a crap pill in the late 90's/early 2000's. Dunno what happened. It just sucks cos idiots keep BUYING the shit pills so people keep MAKING the shit pills... If no one bought crap then the cooks would have to make good gear again so people would buy it....
I bought a testing kit and test everything I buy now. And if it doesnt have good test results, I don't buy it. Simple. Now my contact doesnt even bother to try and sell me bunk gear. He only calls when he has something good.
BlueHues
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People who shoot meth and think heroin users are horrible people!
people who like to put down other drug users