Well I guess I was 15 the first time I hit that shit, but it wasn't anything bomb. It had me wanting another hit, no doubt...but nothing like the shit I smoked a couple week ago (19 now). I smoked it once when I was 15, and a couple other times before the time a week ago. I don't chill with many crackheads, so it's not really around me much.
Anyways, a week ago my buddy called me to give him a ride to pick up some dilaudid and herb, and when I got to where he was chillin, it was basically a crack apartment in the hood. I knew his brother was a recovering (I guess not anymore) addict and he was there, so it was no real suprise. I sit down and have a beer, and his brother asks me if I want a hit. Yes, I love my opiates and benzos, but if someone offers up something for free and I have nothing important to do, I'm gonna take it up fo sho.
I hit it once and definitely feel something better than the other times I've used it.....but nothing life changing. I hand the pipe back and he tells me to finish it off. I take probably the biggest crack rip I've ever taken this time, finish it off, sit back, exhale, and BAM..... at that very second I realized why everyone there smoked that shit. I realized why they never stopped smoking it. I realized why they never have much of anything and don't give a fuck. I realized why the apartment looked like a tornado had come through. I realized why the fridge probably had three items in it. I realized why the pregnant bitch was still smoking it. I realized why one of the kids there had been shot 3 times due to crack related incidents and still stuck by that shit. I realized why true crackheads feind as hard as they do. They all knew I didn't smoke it regularly, so right after I hit it I heard someone yell out "after that first hit of crack, you wont go back!" I'm not going to lie, I probably hit that pipe another 5 or 6 times before I left. In my head I'm thinking to myself "bullshit, I've hit this shit before and have the self control." But after that full rush hit, honestly it was fucking scary.
In conclusion, it was amazing and it scared the fuck out of me at the same time. SWIM has gone through some terrible opiate and benzo addiction, have seen all sides of it, and still dabble with both (and usually only the stronger ones). I just really really really don't need access to anything that potent. I mean, like I said, I've smoked it before....but this was some next level shit. I couldn't believe how strong it was. I haven't really told anyone about smoking the rock other than my girl, and she got pretty angry.
I'm still in the process of trying to convince myself not to go back over there. I keep telling myself just to pick up a dub and add to the normal opiate/benzo mix but I think I know how that would go. I'm going to try to keep my distance.