I don't do coke, I never have... never will.
but I have rolled a ton of pills in my day, so I'll share one of my stories.
My best friend had recently just died (quadding accident, he flipped over and crushed his head... wasn't wearing a helmet) so naturally me and my other friend were pretty depressed. We got our hands on 10 pills that were so called "white versaces" and they were white little pills with the versace symbol engraved on them. We both ate all 5 at the same time.... and decided to chill for a little bit. Needles to say, we got high... really HIGH... The next few hours were a blur, but then we got the great idea to steal my moms car.... so we stole her car and went cruising.. (I was driving, but I was so high I honestly DO NOT remember driving).... and my buddy calls me and asks us if we wanted to buy shrooms. We were high as balls, so obviously we were gonna buy them... He said for $60 bucks, he'd give us a half ounce... so we were like fuck ya thats a good deal.... I don't know how I drove to where these kids were, but we ended up there and we bought the shrooms.... Super high... no idea how we got home, but when we got home my buddy called and wanted to smoke a blunt, so they dropped buy and we hazed a blunt... and i gave my buddy 1g of mush (he said he split it with his friend, and his buddy got so high he panicked and pulled the fire alarm in his apartment building and they had to evacuate... so they left and my buddy and I decided to eat the mush... I ate the whole 1/4 while high on 5 pills, and my buddy ate 6g(cuz we gave 1 to my buddies).... I was BLACKED out high... I remember waking up lying on the floor biting on my hands... seeing explosions of colours... waking up standing in front of the bathroom mirror... waking up on the couch, in my sisters room, in my bed... like crazy fucking shit... Needles to say my buddy was blacked out high too, experiencing the same shit... We both pass out.... (buddies funeral is the next day).... my friend was so depressed from the crash he didn't even wanna go to our buddies funeral and it took me 4 hours to convince him to go.... we ended up going.... thank god we went... R.I.P Joey
drugs are crazy
