Lately this boy has been expecting a drug test and has not been able to partake in his usual act of smoking down with his friends. So he has turned to other ways of experimenting with his mind in a safe manner.
This is a story of his trips.
It was a friday night. I was bored and looking for a little bit of action. I never expected to have the experience I had later that night I just wanted to get high. So a friend of mine called me up. It was my ex-gfriend. I went over and picked her up then headed up to the highschool for a talent show that was going on. I gave her some xanax and a tylenol #3 to relax her some. When we got there we stood in the back since we didn't want to pay to get in. She said she wanted to leave and get high. So we left and went to our hookup's house but he happend to be out. So we drove around and just chilled out. We went to mcdonalds and talked to some friends that worked there for a while. After all this bullshitting was out of the way we called her step dad up. He said he was almost out of work so we headed up to the gas station where he would meet us.
My ex , I'll call her M for now on, went for a drive with him. When M returned she had a small plastic box with 5 or 6 roaches. I told M to drive down some back roads while I preceded to roll up a fatty of some chronic roach weed. We got fucking high. I didn't smoke as much because of fear of a drug test but she cheifed it down. So we drove around some more (we didn't have anything on us after that or else I wouldn't want to drive around) and eventually went back home to my place where she came inside and smoked some ciggarets. M always wanted to try dmt but she wanted to try it for the wrong reasons and she was just too pussy about the taste. I loaded up a bowl enough for a strong breakthrough and she contemplated it for a few minutes. Eventually she took 2 small hits and a medium sized hit (slowly). She tripped out and didn't like it. Thats the last time I'll ever let her try it. I cleared the small ammount of smoke in the bubbler chamber then put it away. I didn't trip because I knew it wasn't the right time.
Eventually M called her step-dad to come get her. So while we waited I parachutted some (20mg) ambein and waited for the effects. By the time she left I was high and was determined to get higher. I have been saving up alot of drugs in antissipation for going up north to my cabin and decided to bust open the cough gels. I had a hard time measuring my dose because of the ambein but I finally got it and downed them. I sat and waited, waited, then waited some more untill finally I felt the effects of the DXM. This is only the second time I've taken DXM but I was sure I could handle a strong trip. I ended up taking 25 15mg gels which is 375mg and I only weigh like 115 pounds. I'm going to measure this at a 3rd to almost 4th platue just because of the fact I didn't care that I was dying while puking and the fact that I would find myself in other places when I closed my eyes.
While I was laying there I started getting all ichy. So Itchy that I had red itch marks all over my body when I woke up. I started to trip very hard. Everytime I closed my eyes I felt that I was in a different reality. Similar to the dissociative effects of dmt with very different visuals. I felt as if the DXM visuals were less clear and vivid. Within what felt like hours but probably only 30 to 45 minutes I got nauseus and had to puke. While I puked I had the feeling that I was dying because I was barely hanging on to this realty luckily consiuos enough to pull the mesh garbage can over to my face where I puked up for what felt like and eternity(lol who pukes in a mesh garbage can???).(in the morning my puke was completely pinkish red, the color of the gel tabs.
After I was done puking there is not much left to my memory probably partly due to the zolpidem amnesha (If I was ever going to get some thing pierced like my dick (lol suggested to me by my ex but I declined) I would deffinetly load up on a ton of ambein because by the time I new what was going on It would be done, one time I did 25mg and the last thing I remember was railing the phat line, next thing I knew it was morning I was like WTF happened). That is probably the last time I'll do DXM for a few months or until I go up north. Oh by the way I did check the box for ingredients which I know alot of kids who don't but I don't want to die.
This is a story of his trips.
It was a friday night. I was bored and looking for a little bit of action. I never expected to have the experience I had later that night I just wanted to get high. So a friend of mine called me up. It was my ex-gfriend. I went over and picked her up then headed up to the highschool for a talent show that was going on. I gave her some xanax and a tylenol #3 to relax her some. When we got there we stood in the back since we didn't want to pay to get in. She said she wanted to leave and get high. So we left and went to our hookup's house but he happend to be out. So we drove around and just chilled out. We went to mcdonalds and talked to some friends that worked there for a while. After all this bullshitting was out of the way we called her step dad up. He said he was almost out of work so we headed up to the gas station where he would meet us.
My ex , I'll call her M for now on, went for a drive with him. When M returned she had a small plastic box with 5 or 6 roaches. I told M to drive down some back roads while I preceded to roll up a fatty of some chronic roach weed. We got fucking high. I didn't smoke as much because of fear of a drug test but she cheifed it down. So we drove around some more (we didn't have anything on us after that or else I wouldn't want to drive around) and eventually went back home to my place where she came inside and smoked some ciggarets. M always wanted to try dmt but she wanted to try it for the wrong reasons and she was just too pussy about the taste. I loaded up a bowl enough for a strong breakthrough and she contemplated it for a few minutes. Eventually she took 2 small hits and a medium sized hit (slowly). She tripped out and didn't like it. Thats the last time I'll ever let her try it. I cleared the small ammount of smoke in the bubbler chamber then put it away. I didn't trip because I knew it wasn't the right time.
Eventually M called her step-dad to come get her. So while we waited I parachutted some (20mg) ambein and waited for the effects. By the time she left I was high and was determined to get higher. I have been saving up alot of drugs in antissipation for going up north to my cabin and decided to bust open the cough gels. I had a hard time measuring my dose because of the ambein but I finally got it and downed them. I sat and waited, waited, then waited some more untill finally I felt the effects of the DXM. This is only the second time I've taken DXM but I was sure I could handle a strong trip. I ended up taking 25 15mg gels which is 375mg and I only weigh like 115 pounds. I'm going to measure this at a 3rd to almost 4th platue just because of the fact I didn't care that I was dying while puking and the fact that I would find myself in other places when I closed my eyes.
While I was laying there I started getting all ichy. So Itchy that I had red itch marks all over my body when I woke up. I started to trip very hard. Everytime I closed my eyes I felt that I was in a different reality. Similar to the dissociative effects of dmt with very different visuals. I felt as if the DXM visuals were less clear and vivid. Within what felt like hours but probably only 30 to 45 minutes I got nauseus and had to puke. While I puked I had the feeling that I was dying because I was barely hanging on to this realty luckily consiuos enough to pull the mesh garbage can over to my face where I puked up for what felt like and eternity(lol who pukes in a mesh garbage can???).(in the morning my puke was completely pinkish red, the color of the gel tabs.
After I was done puking there is not much left to my memory probably partly due to the zolpidem amnesha (If I was ever going to get some thing pierced like my dick (lol suggested to me by my ex but I declined) I would deffinetly load up on a ton of ambein because by the time I new what was going on It would be done, one time I did 25mg and the last thing I remember was railing the phat line, next thing I knew it was morning I was like WTF happened). That is probably the last time I'll do DXM for a few months or until I go up north. Oh by the way I did check the box for ingredients which I know alot of kids who don't but I don't want to die.
