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The first time I ever drank alcohol. When I was still in middle school me and few friends drank a shit-ton of vodka, and I shit my pants. This is not joke, fairly certain I had alcohol poisoning as I remember seeing black spots in my puke. Fuck that.
 
The time i was drunk and did 4 strong mdma tablets called flatliners alongside speed and acid. Most is a blur.. but i woke up in nettles, walked home and turned up at my mothers house with no trousers and my face covered in mud, it was in my mouth like i had been eating it.
Not my finest moment and from then on have never gone that far. Mixing rec's can be dangerous!
 
On a five day vacation last month I drank to the point of memory loss, probably drove multiples times when I shouldn't have, and incurred a two day hangover. I haven't touched alcohol in over two weeks now because of it and I don't know if I ever will again, since its evident I have a problem with it. Oh yeah, and that was my first vacation not counting unemployment in years. FML, beware the legal drugs...
 
The time i was drunk and did 4 strong mdma tablets called flatliners alongside speed and acid. Most is a blur.. but i woke up in nettles, walked home and turned up at my mothers house with no trousers and my face covered in mud, it was in my mouth like i had been eating it.
Not my finest moment and from then on have never gone that far. Mixing rec's can be dangerous!

I have a picture of the state i was in that night even tho it was in the early 90's ... am just pondering whether to post it as a warning lol and/or as evidence that mdma was a shit load better back then :) Ahhh the memories of flatliners. Friggin awesome tablets.
 
My biggest oh fuck was when I tried to kill myself. I drank a about a full bottle of vodka with all the heroin i had left and passed out in seconds. I don't remember a whole lot after until I woke up in the hospital. It wasn't long till I put it all together, that i'd tried to kill myself, i was dragged from my room by the paramedics, that my mother had certainly searched my room and found the enormous pile of used needles lying around. She knew I used drugs but this was a whole new level. I get released eventually after a short stay in the mental health ward, and call my mom to pick me up, longest ride home of my life. She demanded to know about the drugs, how i was paying for them, etc. That's probably my biggest fuck up in a sense, but in another way it did result in a lot of positive changes resulting from it. Tough call.
 
you can catch me in a tenement
doing too much drugs, straight Jimi Hendrix-in'
- Sean Price
 
The most ever...well the once time I overdosed and died....and the other time that I have NO recollection whatsover.
 
Man, that's such a shame. I'm very doubtful you've actually had pure MDMA with such as experience - unless that's just your reaction to the substance. I've had a few experiences with really good MDMA, but also had some M1 once(sold as MDMA), it wasn't unpleasant or anything, but kind of a letdown. MDMA is my favorite drug, next to 2C-B.

Most fucked up I've been? I kept myself awake on two pills of rohypnol, thought I was turning borderline insane.
I'm a girl..you're probably right, it's my reaction to the substance.
everyone else kept saying how good it was, and I was the only one who was feeling sick.

I never tried rohypnol, what is it like? cocaine?
 
The most fucked? Alcohol, hands down. There was once when I was drinking. I had got to the point where I was drunk as fuck and wanted to smoke some cannabis. Inquiries went through and I smoked some, don't remember how much. What happened afterwards becomes blurry. I remember buying more whiskey at a bar (probably like 0.2 l total) and spilling most of it at some people and the table because I couldn't carry the glasses. Then I decide it is good time to go home, so I exit the bar and then boom, a blackout. I remember puking my guts out somewhere in the gutter. When I come to, I'm trying to open a door in my old house with my credit card. You may be thinking what the fuck, but that's what happened. A credit card. And I wasn't even at my (at the time) current place of living. I had lost my keys and my phone. Luckily everything resolved and I found my phone and keys.

What's the other funny part? Another person (ironically, an alcoholic) found my stuff accidentally and decided to call someone off my list instead of just keeping/selling the phone. So I come up to the place where my stuff was. It was about 50 metres from the bar that I had ordered the whiskey at and... it was no less than 90 degrees from the way to my home. How I even got there? Remains a mystery to me. It wasn't even close to a walkway, it was some gutter. But that's the place I had been falling over, puking and lost my keys and phone at.

It was a couple of years ago. I haven't really had anything as bizarre as this since. Of course, there are those LSD trips but that's another topic.
 
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I lost 3 weeks of memory from a 1 week binge of diazepam, diclazepam, alprozolam, codeine, tramadol, and alcohol. I have no idea how I didn't OD.

I've definitely been on deaths doorstep at a festival before as well.
 
i have a picture of the state i was in that night even tho it was in the early 90's ... Am just pondering whether to post it as a warning lol and/or as evidence that mdma was a shit load better back then :) ahhh the memories of flatliners. Friggin awesome tablets.


post it
 
This is absolutely pathetic (I've taken way more of a plethora of different stuff on other occassions), but I had 4 ciders and was just completely out of it. Maybe spiked, maybe I became a huge lightweight, who knows. I fell down two flights of stairs, bruised my ribs and got a concussion, and I was so wankered that I thought it was a vaguely relaxing experience.
 
Other than the time I overdosed and was dead for 2 minutes, I always had a problem with gettin way too drunk. I'd drink a fifth of hard liquor to myself and I'm not a big person..
 
I have two that stand out...besides bad trips.

1.) The night before I took some bars, can't recall how many. The next morning I drank an insane amount of coffee and went to the dopehole to get right. I bought four bags and drove to the mcdonalds down the street. Shot all four bags. Decided to call my ex about an upcoming trip. I lost consciousness somewhere in that conversation. Next thing I remember is being pulled out of my car by paramedics...I tried telling them I was just asleep, but the needles and baggies sitting there said otherwise. I got put on a gurney and restrained. In the ambulance they gave me a flood dose of narcan which made me instantly withdrawal...I ended up projectile vomiting up the coffee all over the poor fellow that administered it, I continued to puke and sneeze until we got to the hospital. I guess I was screaming cos they shot me up with dilaudid. Next thing I know, I wake up pull my IVs out and walk back to my car....which was gone. Stuck in the ghetto with no car, no phone, so I ended up chilling with some bums who luckily had a phone so I could call for a ride.

The second one was...drinking till I was blackout drunk and fighting my friend to go sleep with a fatchick at her apartment. I was his ride and I took my keys with me. I woke up naked in a strange part of town and I had to book my way out of there houdini style. I still to this day do not remember that girls name.
 
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