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Worse drug addict/dealer you ever met

That's some fucked up shit android..
I used to use like that, I love being a drooly zombie lol!!

My girl (who uses Iv) used to try to talk me into doing it and letting her shoot me up cause she lets me give her shots. Not cool In my option, why give me that temptation.
 
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There really is such a thing as being too high. I was taking massive shots of dilaudid one day, was walking around my house, started to nod out and smacked my face on the corner of a bookshelf. Right above my eye. Really could have fucked me up! No good.
 
There really is such a thing as being too high. I was taking massive shots of dilaudid one day, was walking around my house, started to nod out and smacked my face on the corner of a bookshelf. Right above my eye. Really could have fucked me up! No good.
Mmmmm dilaudid lol
I dont get as much nodding like that with it gotta be chilling and dousing my lungs with nicotine to catch a fade.
 
I know a guy who actually increases the original price while I'm on the way, "It's X now", He also asks me to give him some when he gets it for me, pretty crummy dealer, but he's only one..
 
I would give that honor to my ex g/f. It was not simply enough for her to get high she wasn't happy unless she was drooling in the corner or passed out after a shot. She used to shot clonidine with her morphine, dilaudid, Heroin, etc to amplify the rush which is a very dangerous thing to do. She tried to convince me to do it but i said no so she slipped some into a morphine shot she cooked up for me just to prove that it increased the rush. The bitch could have fucking killed me like that :X . This is not even mentioning the fact that i had to revive her from multiple near OD's. She even shot up clonidine by itself a few times when she ran out of other things to shoot. I really can't understand why people would waste perfectly good drugs just to sit in the corner like a zombie.

Some people want total oblivion. Some people (like me) just wanna feel good.
 
right?! i was in some parking lot on some run one night when my boy came back with my shit. everything was cool beside me being sick as a dog. so i broke my own rule and used outside the house. (when i am done i run water thru the rig a few times just in case i need to re use it.) so i do my thing put it all in my case and light up a butt. he starts stirring his shit up and goes oh hey could i have that stick? (i thouht he dropped his on the floor so i started to look around) he goes no, the one you just used.....

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i was astonished. i said no so he got pissy, threatened to cut me off so i just fucking gave it to him. and no, i have no diseases. i get tested bi monthly @ our exchange up here. really a big help.

Do you get tested that often because you do share needles?
 
Maybe in extremely rare cases you could get some form of hepatitis from uncooked dope but it seems so unlikely. In propaganda they act like contracting diseases is something like magic.
 
Do you get tested that often because you do share needles?

i get tested becasue they give you gift cards to cvs and shit, its an incentive to stay healthy. Im pretty sure i made it clear that i DO NOT re use gear if you were to read my previous comment where i was taken back by the kid askingme for my used rig. no i do not ever share needles. theryre free up here i could walk into my exchange with a duffel and fill it up with rigs, all the works for free.

yes, sharing needles is not the only way to get something. if you leave them uncapped, blood left in them, the injection site, general hygiene all come into play. i always use a new stik, cook, alcohol pad micron filter. (yes i bout 1000 micron filters from a french medical supply comany called sterifilt. they work wonders, no more cloudy shots. when you use these you can always read the numbers thru the barrel with no problem.

im definitely no expert on the issue i try to learn things when ever i can. but i have found my ritual to be working for me so i keep going.
 
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As a user and a nurse for 20 years...you CANNOT get hep unless you share an infected item with someone else. That is why I asked why you get tested so often...waste of time. Of course I guess if you get incentives for it then go for it.

I'm assuming that you are being tested for HIV and Hepatitis, those are blood borne pathogens that you get from sex and being exposed to infected persons blood...you and bit pattern need to educate yourselves a little more if you are IV drug users..
 
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Yeah, I had a friend ask me if she could get hepC from reusing her own needles. I was like, wut? Whatchoo talking bout, lady?

Same bitch shot her roommate up with heroin when he'd been drinking, as he wanted to see what it was about. Long story short, he falls out. She calls me up freaked out, wondering what to do. CALL 911, bitch! She wouldn't, as she didn't want to get caught with shit in the house.

Dumb, dumb bitch. That was her best friend, too. Luckily he came out of it and started breathing again, but I explained to her why she was a horrible person and wrote her off completely after that.
 
I don't really have anything as serious as the people who've seen junkies with holes in their bodies, but I remember this one dude I used to smoke with would just talk for a long time and tell actual stories when he got the pipe to smoke (Mary Jane) in a circle of people...we'd say he was 'using the microphone'...it sounds pretty dumb to make a big deal about in the past tense, but when you're trying to smoke and actively get high, there's nothing worse than someone in your group inadvertently talking for 5-8 min. and interrupting your process of getting high.

I have tons of other stories that are way more interesting, but I don't really feel comfortable sharing most of them...peace though...

We used to have a rule that you couldn't talk if you were holding the bowl.
 
I really don't think I can bring myself to talk about the worst addicts I know. Its really just too depressing and I would have to edit out so much as to not self-incriminate.

I suppose I can talk about the most hardcore dealer I knew dude is dead.

This guy had covered a woman in pine straw and lit it on fire. He got off mainly cuz he was a minor and some sort of crime of passion clause.

He shot a man in the stomach and got off for self defense.

He was a scary motherfucker to be around but you could not beat his prices. He really ran shit. There were rumors he had ppl in the military and police working for him and I wouldn't be surprised. He would front you anything you wanted but if you owed him five bucks even it was not a good idea to put off paying him. He always was ok by me, but I never put myself in a situation where I owed him money and sure never wanted to.

He really had whatever you waned from drugs, to weapons, to extortion, to whores. He had his hand in everything that was going on.

He really had his hand in all crime in the area. This guy had 3 houses and several condos and apartments. I really have no guess as to how many vehicles he had. He had at least 8 kids before he died. He is known to be responsible for two deaths and he got off on those charges. I really have no idea how many people he has killed and really don't want to know.

I remember him from school. Some guy was starting some shit with me and I had fought the guy that weekend and well he basically was trying to fight me at school so I would catch a suspension and not be able to go to college. He was rather sore about losing a fight and would not accept my offer to fight him after school. Anyways the guy I am writing about beat the flying fuck out of the dude who started shit with me because he knew I was holding (shit I got from him and was slinging) and didn't want to see me go down. I didn't ask him to do this and when I thanked him he was says "Ain't no thing."

The weird thing is I was the coach was talking to me about the dude who wanted to fight me and this dude and two other guys are beating this guy down and the teacher was like "Lets just sit here and let things be. Its good you didn't fight at school. Your lucky to have such nice friends." So we are just sitting there while 3 guys are beating up one guy and the teacher just let it slide.

I remember he did someone I knew pretty dirty. This guy sold his car to him for what was supposed to be 10k. So anyways he gives dude a couple oxy 80s and 900 bucks and then never paid the guy. When the guy got the balls to ask for his money he only got death threats. I remember this dude's siblings all called the dealer and said they didn't care about that and were just calling to say the hoped that thing wouldn't affect business between them.

He was not someone you wanted to get on the bad side of. I am sure he killed alot more people than it was known about. He was also a man of few words. I always liked him because he was rather straight up. Often times people would go on and on about how scared they were of him or how stupid it was to deal with him.

He eventually got shot in front of one of his houses. He was just walking down the street and got shot point blank in the head. That was it. They never found who killed him. I didn't go to his funeral but it was held in a fucking gymnasium because that many people went. He seemed like he was OK and that the people he killed probably owed him money. Really only God knows what happened.

I am pretty sure half the neighborhood knows who shot him and well ain't no one saying shit. I think it was personal as his brother took his place and not some other group. It was pretty much business as usual but with just a different front man. The only weird thing is another big dealer got killed the same week. These two really had nothing to do with one another and they worked different counties so I doubt it was a turf thing. If I had a guess I would say it was probably someone who was mad over the shit he was doing.
 
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Well I was able to write about the most hardcore dealer I knew.

As far as the worst addicts. Those are some sad stories.

It brings out some really bad memories for me.

Also it would be a bit self incriminating so I would have to leave out so much stuff alot wouldn't make sense.
 
As far as the worst addicts. Those are some sad stories.

It brings out some really bad memories for me.

Same here. I was trying to think of one and it's hard to say what's "worse," gross or sad?

But the saddest is this beautiful girl I met who died of chronic alcoholism in her sleep at age 26. She could have been something in life, she was intelligent, kind and personable, in addition to being effortlessly attractive, in the classic Southern belle tradition. RIP C
 
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I don't know if this qualifies as really bad, but my old dealer, who I've known for ages and ages, took crazy risks. He used to come meet me with ounces if not like a pound of heroin in his car, in a paper bag on the floor of the passenger seat, and sometimes I'd be parked and there'd be no parking around me, so he'd double park, put his flashers on, and get out and come to my car window to do the deal. In downtown San Francisco, on streets like O'Farrell. But that wasn't even the worst - he'd hand me the shit, I'd hand him the money... and then he'd lean his arms on my open car window and start shooting the shit :/ Talking about this dude and that dude and he's gonna go over here and do I want to go get Indian food this sunday and then that'd remind him about some dude he got in a fight with. There were times he'd be double parked with a pound of heroin in his car, standing outside my car talking for a half hour. And I'm like... DUDE. WTF are you planning to do when the cops roll up?

I think his philosphy was "Well no one with a pound of heroin in his car would double park and get out to talk to someone, right?"
 
^As ridiculous as that behavior is, he for sure sounds like a joy to deal with.
I'm not big on dealers as friends but that dude sounds chill as fuck. That is, if he doesn't get you harrested.
 
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