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Worst situation that you were high for?

Landoallah said:
me and a buddy decided to leave the Oregon Country Fair while we were frying on a ridiculous ammount of cubes, hadn't ate for two days, were dehydrated etc etc. we were sitting in this parking lot in his car when he decides to clean his car out or some shit, which entailed him throwing a propane stove and shitloads of trash into the parking lot. As i'm peaking i started seeing these lights, was listening to Mogwai, and in the groove so bad, but then my friend said there was a bunch of cops. There were two suburbans and four cars parked behind us, all of which were pigs... i was trippinn soooooooo fuckin hard. one cop asks me what we're doin and all i say is "doin handstands, mackin the pussy"...we got arrested.
sorry to hear you got busted, but hahaha.
 
it was my first time actually getting high off weed, i remember it was a thursday and i had guitar lessons.

my mom came in my room when my friend and i were basically tripping balls of this pot we smoked. she told me to sign this card to my aunt and walked out. i was barely able to sign it after she left and i remember hearing her voice in slow mo. i can't believe she didn't know we were completely fucking stoned, honestly.

i went to guitar lessons and kept fucking up on the same riff over and over. before i knew it i was swearing and ignoring what my teacher had to say. even after my lessons i was completely out of it.

my other situation was on 4/20 this year when i left school a class early and smoked behind the jewel right across from it and was being questioned by a cop!!! it was by far the closest i ever got to getting busted. my friend and i just got done smoking bowls and he pulled up, asked us to stay where we are and search around us. we were fucking high as a kite and amidst the chaos when he asked me if i was supposed to be there, i presented my green pass for the fucking media center. i was such a fucking dumbass. he bought it somehow. just started chit chatting with us and shit. i'm sure he knew we were high as fuck, i even explained to him that even though it's national pot day, we had not consumed any. rofl. gives me chills down my spine even now.
 
probably when I took my final this one year doped up and on numerous benzos. that was not the best idea, because dope certainly gives me a "don't give a fuck attitude." however giving my speeches on dope made them better, because I did not care what people think. I miss speech class already!
 
I came home about thirty minutes ago soaking wet with an erect penis and tripping my face off having three friends with me raiding the kitchen as I spoke with my mother.

I am really really rolling still like crazy.
 
going to dinner with my friend's parents a couple nights ago

I don't know if that's the "worst" situation.. but it was so fucking hard trying to keep up conversation and not burst out laughing
 
I've tripped balls before (45mg 2ce, mixed 2ce and 5meo-dmt), but my worst was actually 1400mg DXM in a mexican restaurant as a schizo.
 
Went to work fucked uppp on 2 xanax bars. I worked at a cabinet shop, was carrying all the shells over to the next shop to be finished, and about fell asleep carring some heavy ass cabinets on a dolly, was not very fun at all

*edit* come to think of it, i have a problem with going to work fucked on xanax and it never ends well!
 
Me and a few friends were tripping on a lot of 2c-e at a friends house and decided to return to my familys house. We got back and suddenly I was called aside by my father (it is a damn good thing that my parents have nothing against tripping). I was told that my little sisters best friends brother was just arrested for molesting the little boy next door. I got to spend the night smoking up my sisters friends destitute mom. I was a very awkward situation to just walk into.
 
stayed up for four days on E and meth and had a kid accidently fire a .40 calibur glock into the floor of his apartment at 4:00 AM in the morning! My heart stopped for about five seconds, and i was hallucinating full on
 
I had been up all night on 40-50mg of 2c-i. I was supposed to walk to the bus stop but my dad asked me where my bag was(I had left it in my friends trunk and I wasnt aloud to ride with other teens). Making up a story and staying focused was hella hard. Then he said he was gunna drive me to school and make sure I got my bag back.... Then later that day I was still tripping I got expelled for sending messages on the school computer, they had 'evidence' the only way I could have done it was to hack the computer(I just clicked reply). I cursed him out. Then cursed out the lady that blows the whistle and tells us to get to class(She gets off on getting students in trouble)... Made her cry actually. That day sucked
 
up for two days on meth and became completely convinced that the helicopters circling my neighborhood were after me. (i live in a shitty part of town near a shitty high school) Proceeded to scour my whole apartment for bugs, taps, hidden cams, thinking i had been targeted for months due to the cable vans parked outside my window. Flushed stash down toilet, showered 3 times, smashed my pipe, and vacuumed my entire room for drug remnants. I then went into hiding for 3 days swearing off of meth forever, only to be sucking vapors off a sheet of foil in a bathtub a day later.
 
medicine cabinet said:
hmm, worst situation to be high for was when i shot up my friend and he OD'd. my friend in question lets call him "b" was already hooked on dope but didnt shoot often. one thing he didnt know how and second he didnt want to do it on the regualr.

he had a little bit of dope left and asked me if i would hit a vein for him, so i said sure. made his shot, got on the vein and injected him fine like always. but about 5 mins later he has broken out in this crazy looking red rash all over his body. he started having trouble breathing, like he was gasping for air and his inhaler wasnt working.

hes obviously getting overheated because hes sweating bad, so he takes his shirt off and the rash is all over him chest and back. at this point my roomate and i are getting worried, were both like "should we call the ambo?" then all of the sudden we both hear this "THUD" we walk in the bathroom and find our friend laying on the floor with his eyes bugged open gasping for air like a fish out of water.

ohhhh fuck im thinking, if he dies ill get charged with neglegent homicide cause i shot him up. we call 911 and the cops and medics are there with in 3 mins. it was FAST, it was like a whirlwind of ppl in our appt. the medics kept asking if he had shot coke cause his heart rate was so high, ting was tho he just did the dope which was good quality, i was already high when this happened.

they gave him a shot of narcan and took him to the hospital. the cops tried to search the place but my roomate and i wernt too cooperative. we told the cops he had shot the dope in his car before he came in, and was acting strange and disoriented.

B ended up being fine and quit using dope after the experience which is a good thing. but at the time i was so shook i coudlnt get over that i almost watched one of my friends die.


did he get in trouble with the cops or anything??
 
When I was high on speed clonpin and methadone the last time I saw my grandma alive in the hospital. Drugs just weren't fun after that for a while.
 
most of them involve acid.....leaving concerts, taking tests, driving all over the city (big city), driving 1 1/2 hours north on 7 grams of shrooms......damn thers alot more i should really calm down
 
Off the top of my head was after smoking some good mid and some people I knew came to pick me up so we could pick out a tattoo for her. In the car was a box of wine which we were all sipping on. At a red light a little church bus came flying by and hit a SUV flipping twice and almost hitting some dude riding his bike. So we pulled over to tell the cops what happened. That would have to be the worst situation for me. I think I was about 16 at the time, thankfully the cops talked mostly to the kid on the bike, and nobody was hurt. But being 16 and stoned off my ass with an alcohol buzz was somewhat of a buzz kill and I thought I would be going to jail.
 
Me and my friend had some weed brownies and decided, what the hell..lets just eat them at school. So I eat half in the morning when i get up and take the other half along with me. First period wouldnt matter how fucked up i was because my teacher doesnt care.. but of course it only started to come on as first period was ending, so i ate the other half.

2nd period comes around and this is when i begin to realize that i'm in for more than i thought i would be. class goes by pretty smoothly (another slack teacher) and it was going great so far, nobody notices and i'm high.

3rd period, photography class, is when it starts to go downhill. For the first half of the class we had to take still-life pictures and i barely remember doing mine. I take them, and go to process the film. As i'm processing (takes some time) i begin to feel a little sick, and this feeling is growing with intensity very fast. Suddenly my vision starts to go, from crazy visuals to absolutly nothing. I hear a loud thud, but i only see red visuals (i can only rememember a split second of this)

I wake up and my teacher and everybody else is looking at me.. she is asking tons of questions and i'm just there high as shit wondering what i'm doing laying on the groud, and then i realized what happened and what that thud was. I make up something about how i began to feel very hot and probably passed out because of that. Well the security guards show up and escort me down the hall to the health place, and by looking and attempting to walk i know that those brownies dominated me.

I get to health room and there more questioning along with a phone call to my mom. Luckily i talked myself out of it and use the opportunity to go get some wendys with my mom and then just chill in the car for a bit until 4th period. 4th period came, and went by smoothly. Nobody caught on, although they were suspicious, but in the end, I got a delicious hamburger.
 
having to ditch a party after the police get tipped off ... can you say PARANOIA. not fun
 
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