following a self inscribed report, i purchased several tubes of benzedrine and fished the little cotton cylinder full of propylhexedrine from inside the chute. i submerged this filament into a solution of half vinegar and half lemon juice for about an hour. after which i squeezed the drenched sucker dry and chopped it all to bits. i then drank this fowl concoction of acid, chemicals and lavender oil which, huh, was not pleasant, in every letter of those words. i feel confident that the bastard amphetamine was released into extraction and consumed. now i await the results that, according to the report, should hit me pretty soon.
i will confirm or condemn, or either weep or not sleep. who knows. stay tuned.
i'm feeling something of a lurid nature in texture of what i see and think. seems stronger than a psychosomatic trick. but not quite anything unique.
and then socks died
Quote from: Yusuke on June 08, 2011, 04:37:10 PM
and then socks died
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Kind of a fucked up thing to post while someone's high. Yet the 1st Amendment protects your post, soldiers died for it.
Quote from: Yusuke on June 08, 2011, 04:37:10 PM
and then socks died
actually i laterally just busted a huge orgasmic load.
the drug is alright. clear and wired. no sweat and mental irritation. but lucid and stimulating. mild and moderate in this low dose. but i shall now up the ante with a second round.
hmm... sporadic burps with lavender aroma should be noted. smells like i ate a purple marker.
definitely feel wired now. time passed quickly and no letdown imminent. gulped the second nasty and bitter son of a bitch down and my heart is playing some crazy rhythmic beats. overall fine and in control. casual and cosmic.
and socks became a zombie.
the high is still on and I want it gone. but it seems as if not wearing off. the effect is pleasant. but the mood is too much to feel for long. so now i wait. and hope i don't throw up on, my bed and all my clothes.
milk is what you need.