This reminds me of insulin shock. When your blood sugar is below 20 mg/dl, you're in this bizarre and abstract dream-like state. You'll get in your car and do god knows what. And when you return to normal, you you can still recollect the experience.
You guys need to try insulin. Nothing will make you trip balls harder.
Does antiemetic ruin the trip? If I ingest powdered shroom in capsules will avoid the vomiting? Vomit is quite nastu when you are high or trippinh because it feels like you will die, thats why I havent done bigger doses pf shrooms
Experimenting with approaching-possibly-fatal doses of shit for the potential high? I'm gonna say go for it and post results to LULZ or bant or something.
Never did datura thanks to a bipolar schizoid uncle. But I did abuse the absolute fuck out of DPH while going through a period of mourning. >at a friends house when he mentions dosing benadryl for a high >yeah bro its a crazy high you can talk to ghosts >im going through a lot of shit so I'm down >600mg washed down with a red bull >gettin sleepy and a bit weirded out by the music we're playing, decide to go downstairs to their living room and watch some tv >friend follows me down cause the music is bothering her too >throw TV Land on and vibe out with my friend >hours long conversation breaks out between us >normally I'm pretty quiet and prefer to be a wallflower but the conversation is skidding between deep and sentimetal >she's telling me about how her gf recently committed suicide and that she's really happy to have friends to lean on >"i'm happy we can be here for you" >somebody upstairs calls my name and says "Who are you talking to dude?" >turn to my friend, she's not there >hmmm >try to respond to my friends upstairs >"what the fuck did he say?" >"bro i dunno is he okay?" >all my friends come downstairs, including the girl from earlier >"bro you okay?" >Of course I am, I just thought she was down here with me >they all start laughing, "dude what the fuck is he saying" >have a moment I can only describe as an epiphany 'you are speaking absolute gibberish and you've been talking to an apparition of your friend' >shake my head and force a smile, flash a thumbs up >"he's okay he's just fucked up. also you should try turning the tv on dude" >tv has been on but not the cable box >they fix it for me, put it on TV Land like I thought it was on >they dump their cat in my lap and tell me I'll be ok >I try to tell them "Thanks" >somebody upstairs says "dude who are you talking to" >they never came downstairs >TV Land was never on once
I was the one whose gf committed suicide. So my friend, who was there that night, was like an emotional projection to talk about it.
>people need to take drugs to talk with projections of themselves
I've been doing that since I was 12, I thought it was a normal thing
It wasn't a projection of myself necessarily. It was like a trickster pretending to be somebody you know to get into your house. But it was an emotional skinwalker that vaporized the moment a 3rd party asked what the fuck was going on.
It's honestly impossible to describe the moment when you realize nobody that's real can understand you cause you're talking gibberish, it all makes sense in your head, and that anybody you're talking to that does understand you isn't there.
And you'll immediately forget that realization and start right back up.
And those are the good moments. The ones where you know there's people around you that will keep you from dying.
Doing DPH alone is like willingly walking into schizophrenia. The phantoms in your peripheral that will wave at you so you turn to look and they're gone. The spiders/ants which are projections of how itchy the antihistamine makes you.
Every step you take feels like every step you took before it compounded into one moment so the longer you walk the longer it feels like each step took.
I talked to a hole in my ceiling and when it stopped talking back I plugged it full of cotton balls. Next day I remembered what I did-- there was no hole, no cotton balls anywhere in my room. I went to the bathroom and the cotton balls were in the drawer.
I dunno man. Deliriants are something nobody should do, ever. Do real drugs. Don't do DPH.
Kek I took a shitload of benadryl with a buddy when we were in our early twenties and it was like that >we pop like 700 mg each and go for a walk around midnight when my families sleeping >when things got foggy and steps got exhausting we went back to my house >everything looked like the lights were lowered with a “dimmer” switch. I could see lots of fireflies flying around and spiders crawling on the ceiling and my arms >my buddy and I sit on the couch and watch tv (don’t think we ever turned it on) >look over at my buddy and he’s deep in conversation with nobody, over his right shoulder (I’m sitting on his left side). I ask “who are you talking to” and he turns towards me all scared, looks back over his other shoulder and says “the other you” >keep seeing shadow people out of the corner of my vision skulking, one slammed my basement door >hear distant voices upstairs, I go to investigate, my buddy gets upset because the “other me” threatened to hurt him again when I left the room >when I come back he’s crying and asking why I keep screaming in his ears and if he’s allowed to go to sleep now, I told him no >we went for another walk as we came down and then slept on the floor until we went to work >the next day he asks what time our other buddy left (he was never with us)
Pretty fun, we did it a few weeks later again also.
this story just reminded me of how insufferable normies are when someone just wants to fuck off and do their own thing. the laughing and the crowds that sounds like hell
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It wasn't a projection of myself necessarily. It was like a trickster pretending to be somebody you know to get into your house. But it was an emotional skinwalker that vaporized the moment a 3rd party asked what the fuck was going on.
It's honestly impossible to describe the moment when you realize nobody that's real can understand you cause you're talking gibberish, it all makes sense in your head, and that anybody you're talking to that does understand you isn't there.
And you'll immediately forget that realization and start right back up.
And those are the good moments. The ones where you know there's people around you that will keep you from dying.
Doing DPH alone is like willingly walking into schizophrenia. The phantoms in your peripheral that will wave at you so you turn to look and they're gone. The spiders/ants which are projections of how itchy the antihistamine makes you.
Every step you take feels like every step you took before it compounded into one moment so the longer you walk the longer it feels like each step took.
I talked to a hole in my ceiling and when it stopped talking back I plugged it full of cotton balls. Next day I remembered what I did-- there was no hole, no cotton balls anywhere in my room. I went to the bathroom and the cotton balls were in the drawer.
I dunno man. Deliriants are something nobody should do, ever. Do real drugs. Don't do DPH.
I wish I was mentally healthy enough to trip balls like this, push the limits of what my brain can experience and basically induce temporary schizophrenia on myself, and then think of it like a cool or enlightening story afterwards or just laugh about it.
Im a perma loony and I have tripped balls before just fine, weird thing is normies are the only ones I see suffering from bad trips, its a fucking delirioum state lmao is not real like wtf you get schizo from weed? Lmaoooo some people I swear are just too fucking weak mentally
How well you handle a trip seems to correlate with how much introspection you do. Someone who spends all day just thinking and daydreaming probably handles a trip better than a normie who has music/podcasts on 24/7 because they're afraid of their own thoughts.
You might be onto something, normies do suffer a lot from their norminess but its a torture they calm with drugs, what makes them so miserable one could ask as an outsider of the normiesphere? They look emotionally stable, dont have huge mental problems or anything but yet at the same time seem disconnectes with themselves, you see when you trip and the trip is good you are on your own, you can not like how you are by specific reasons but you need to trust yourself or you will bad trip, the "friend" many people recommend foe safety reasons should be you, there needs to be a confidence and trust with yourself something akin to "it will be fine man, it looks weird as shit but TRUST me nothing will hurt you here, I have your back" but instead normies just fall into some horrible dread I have never felt and people always recommended me not to do drugs because im an unhinged sociopath (in their eyes) >noooooo you will kill someone or go insane
Not insane nor in jail, just a retard who is best friend with his brain
That's a lot of text just to tell us that you shouldn't be taking drugs
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Die normie scum, you will never achieve the sacraments of the shrooms or assist a imaginary mass inside your imaginary pocket galaxy while on DMT, you will freak out with weeed and claim you went schizo because of it, kys
I'm not normie-tier but I have to listen to music to stop me from listing strings of numbers in my head. I want to try shrooms and shit but I know it would probably fuck me up badly.
Dont push It Man, schizophrenia Is not temporary and you dont laugh about It after you get it. It Will literally destroy your world AND make the people you love struggle horribly with you
Worse, it's still in the Rage era but suffering of 2017 Trump Derangement Syndrome. A very strange mix.
The only good posts in imgur are CYOA albums and porn albums, and the latter are supposedly going to be taken down soon
I remember making a tea from the nightshade tree near my house as a teenager.
Lots of really bad, embarrassing memories there. The worst part is that I’ve heightened my risk for dementia (which runs in my family as it is) significantly. I wish I wasn’t so fucking retarded at that time
Not datura but this was my overdose trip on THC >be me, have some low quality flower in a jar saved from like 4 months >too low quality to smoke but decent enough for edibles >throw the whole jar into some chocy milk >get two full glasses of some horribly tasting weed milk >whatever, took 2 glasses at once good to mention im alone at home >time passes and feel the headbuzz and weird senstion landing >the time has come, time to relax >I dont percieve time anymore nor pain at all, cant even feel myself breathing >start retching and throwing up >feel like im literally dying, try to breath and calm myself down >see fractals and weird geometric shit I never saw before with weed >fall sleep literally 37 hours straight >yes, a mini coma state no kidding >wake up with my wife screaming at me thinking I had a stroke >im in the hospital
Lmao coma feels weird, you don't create memories at all is like time stops alltogether
I used to take DPH a lot when I'd drink. The imaginary cigarette is ubiquitous but the worst was reaching out to grab my 40 oz and it would slide away a little bit but then suddenly I'd realize there was no 40 oz. Its really not that enjoyable because its so easy it forget you took DPH.
My friend gave me a pill of molly, and I've been waiting to use it at like a rave/concert but I've come to realize that I'm a introvert and I honestly hate going to raves anyway.
I also haven't used any drug other than weed, so I don't really want to risk having some adverse reaction if I were to take it in public.
I know its a party drug but should I just say fuck it, put on a movie and take it at home where I'm most comfortable?
had a bad reaction to molly with symptoms that have lasted a year+, honestly wouldn't mess with synthetic street drugs anymore. the potential downsides vastly outweigh the 8 hours of fun times you won't remember anything about anyway
I can't stress this to you enough, get a fucking fentanyl test strip. They're pretty cheap and widely available - make sure to get one that avoids false positives for MDMA. Blame the glowies or the chinks or cartels or the lazy middlemen, but the world of party drugs is not the same as it was 10-20 years ago.
also, take that shit with some friends who you actually trust, not at a party
honestly you should gather a posse, take it, and hold court in a kitchen for the next 8 hours. you'll speak nonstop and feel like you're preaching gospel.
as someone in a similar situation to you, the come up will scare you and make you feel like you're "bad tripping", but once the drug settles you'll just feel euphoric. It's not a psychedelic like weed where it can unleash negative thought patterns from your subconscious or something. That said, after doing it 3 times I realized I don't like it that much, I don't like how it blunts your emotions and just gives you this generic directionless euphoria.
Yeah I've tried it in a variety of situations and imo it only works for raves or clubs where it's just you and the music on the dancefloor, it can make you feel super good while doing absolutely nothing. I didn't find it a particularly social drug or useful beyond that.
the one time I took MD I felt like a different person, as if all my personality problems had vanished
I went from sitting alone in the house for months to having flowing conversations with a dozen complete strangers
The days after feel strange, as if we're all fucking everything up when things could be so simple
Molly does not care that you are an introvert. If you take it at home you will wish you went to the rave. If you take it at the rave you can still go home if you don't like it.
No one likes to go to raves sober. Take the molly and go to the rave. Taking it at home is just a waste, you just end up restless and desperate for someone to socialize with. It's not shrooms, you're not gonna freak out, you're just gonna talk and dance a lot.
save it, anon.
Do it with friends, or at a rave or concert. Anything’s better than doing it at home alone.
I did it with my bros in the forest during the day one time, it was the best time I’ve had with drugs in all my life.
i tried some at a boiler room and it was okay, made it easy to talk to people and feel the music
though to be honest those 6 hours of mild euphoria is not really worth it, you just feel weird, strange, kind of empty for a week afterwards regardless of if you feel the comedown depression or not
Also you should apparently only take it once every 4 months, otherwise it'll start wearing down your pleaure receptors permanently
Long story short, don't bother
Unless you're worried about drug tests, I wouldn't recommend it. The tolerance you build is separate from the one you get towards THC so if you're a stoner you're going to get high easily in the beginning. That said, HHC tolerance builds up quickly, I'm talking easily before you finish a 1ml capsule. The effects are milder.
Most importantly, resin vapour is really harsh on the lungs and airways, nothing like vaping VG/PG and nic, so maybe try edibles or bud if you're so inclined.
Thanks, I'm neither a stoner or a smoker. Just heard about them being legal and got interested in trying but those kind of products are usually scummy and overhyped like CBD.
>your worst enemy is having a bad trip >dont worry mate, watch this movie with me you will feel better
What movie would you put for him and in order to fry his brain out of terror?
This choice will make sense to you if you ever have had the misfortune of trying deliriants. The jumpy, fidgety editing style that abruptly cuts from one place to another, the overbearing sense of paranoia and dread, the talking to paintings on the walls done by Nixon in the film. It is pure deliriant Kino, but only for those retards that have been in thick of it.
I'm an extremely negative and hateful person to the point I'm happy hating people and things, and feel off when I'm happy. Should I do psychs? I know people say that negative thoughts are bad yada yada but those are for people who are generally happy in life and not comfortable with negative thoughts (therapyfags). Is it just going to be "ooohhh here's some negative thoughts and feelings ooohhh here's a bad experience you had" or will it be completely fine since I'm used to it?
like half of the datura stories on erowid end up in the hospital, may as well be freebasing jenkem
Jenkem is not even real right?
It's very real unfortunately
BEHOLD
This one makes me lose my shit every time
This reminds me of insulin shock. When your blood sugar is below 20 mg/dl, you're in this bizarre and abstract dream-like state. You'll get in your car and do god knows what. And when you return to normal, you you can still recollect the experience.
You guys need to try insulin. Nothing will make you trip balls harder.
>you are so fat your pancreas trips you into oblivion
As a type 1 diabetic this is bullshit, you're more likely to go into a coma
Around 30 is when you have a seizure. Your story is bullshit.
>t type 1 family member
Math is hard (for you).
this is morongayly the most retarded way to trip, just to psilocybin a few times a year, 2-5g, with an antiemetic beforehand
>t. medfag
I do it with an antisemitic
Does antiemetic ruin the trip? If I ingest powdered shroom in capsules will avoid the vomiting? Vomit is quite nastu when you are high or trippinh because it feels like you will die, thats why I havent done bigger doses pf shrooms
Antihistamines don't seem to mess with the trip. It just fixes the nausea for me. I take one about an hour before I take the shrooms.
>I have no brother
Always gets me
the way he drops
>I have no brother
in the middle of everything is comedy gold
anything by mathew barney
In theory all alcaloids should generate delirium infused states when getting near to Ld 50? right? Is this something too stupid to try?
Experimenting with approaching-possibly-fatal doses of shit for the potential high? I'm gonna say go for it and post results to LULZ or bant or something.
Why do the "enjoyer" guy look so gay?
Subtle social engineering by normalisation of gay bogdanoff faces to ultimately make chuds acceptable. That's the basis for Gigachad meme faces.
in my language datura is literally called "crazymaker"
Russian?
Never did datura thanks to a bipolar schizoid uncle. But I did abuse the absolute fuck out of DPH while going through a period of mourning.
>at a friends house when he mentions dosing benadryl for a high
>yeah bro its a crazy high you can talk to ghosts
>im going through a lot of shit so I'm down
>600mg washed down with a red bull
>gettin sleepy and a bit weirded out by the music we're playing, decide to go downstairs to their living room and watch some tv
>friend follows me down cause the music is bothering her too
>throw TV Land on and vibe out with my friend
>hours long conversation breaks out between us
>normally I'm pretty quiet and prefer to be a wallflower but the conversation is skidding between deep and sentimetal
>she's telling me about how her gf recently committed suicide and that she's really happy to have friends to lean on
>"i'm happy we can be here for you"
>somebody upstairs calls my name and says "Who are you talking to dude?"
>turn to my friend, she's not there
>hmmm
>try to respond to my friends upstairs
>"what the fuck did he say?"
>"bro i dunno is he okay?"
>all my friends come downstairs, including the girl from earlier
>"bro you okay?"
>Of course I am, I just thought she was down here with me
>they all start laughing, "dude what the fuck is he saying"
>have a moment I can only describe as an epiphany 'you are speaking absolute gibberish and you've been talking to an apparition of your friend'
>shake my head and force a smile, flash a thumbs up
>"he's okay he's just fucked up. also you should try turning the tv on dude"
>tv has been on but not the cable box
>they fix it for me, put it on TV Land like I thought it was on
>they dump their cat in my lap and tell me I'll be ok
>I try to tell them "Thanks"
>somebody upstairs says "dude who are you talking to"
>they never came downstairs
>TV Land was never on once
I was the one whose gf committed suicide. So my friend, who was there that night, was like an emotional projection to talk about it.
damn
It wasn't a projection of myself necessarily. It was like a trickster pretending to be somebody you know to get into your house. But it was an emotional skinwalker that vaporized the moment a 3rd party asked what the fuck was going on.
It's honestly impossible to describe the moment when you realize nobody that's real can understand you cause you're talking gibberish, it all makes sense in your head, and that anybody you're talking to that does understand you isn't there.
And you'll immediately forget that realization and start right back up.
And those are the good moments. The ones where you know there's people around you that will keep you from dying.
Doing DPH alone is like willingly walking into schizophrenia. The phantoms in your peripheral that will wave at you so you turn to look and they're gone. The spiders/ants which are projections of how itchy the antihistamine makes you.
Every step you take feels like every step you took before it compounded into one moment so the longer you walk the longer it feels like each step took.
I talked to a hole in my ceiling and when it stopped talking back I plugged it full of cotton balls. Next day I remembered what I did-- there was no hole, no cotton balls anywhere in my room. I went to the bathroom and the cotton balls were in the drawer.
I dunno man. Deliriants are something nobody should do, ever. Do real drugs. Don't do DPH.
>Don't do DPH.
Yeah, no shit, you fucking idiot.
Kek I took a shitload of benadryl with a buddy when we were in our early twenties and it was like that
>we pop like 700 mg each and go for a walk around midnight when my families sleeping
>when things got foggy and steps got exhausting we went back to my house
>everything looked like the lights were lowered with a “dimmer” switch. I could see lots of fireflies flying around and spiders crawling on the ceiling and my arms
>my buddy and I sit on the couch and watch tv (don’t think we ever turned it on)
>look over at my buddy and he’s deep in conversation with nobody, over his right shoulder (I’m sitting on his left side). I ask “who are you talking to” and he turns towards me all scared, looks back over his other shoulder and says “the other you”
>keep seeing shadow people out of the corner of my vision skulking, one slammed my basement door
>hear distant voices upstairs, I go to investigate, my buddy gets upset because the “other me” threatened to hurt him again when I left the room
>when I come back he’s crying and asking why I keep screaming in his ears and if he’s allowed to go to sleep now, I told him no
>we went for another walk as we came down and then slept on the floor until we went to work
>the next day he asks what time our other buddy left (he was never with us)
Pretty fun, we did it a few weeks later again also.
fuck dude
>people need to take drugs to talk with projections of themselves
I've been doing that since I was 12, I thought it was a normal thing
crazy. dph trip reports are the most interesting to read.
Bro
this story just reminded me of how insufferable normies are when someone just wants to fuck off and do their own thing. the laughing and the crowds that sounds like hell
>I did abuse the absolute fuck out of DPH while going through a period of mourning
american moment
I wish I was mentally healthy enough to trip balls like this, push the limits of what my brain can experience and basically induce temporary schizophrenia on myself, and then think of it like a cool or enlightening story afterwards or just laugh about it.
Im a perma loony and I have tripped balls before just fine, weird thing is normies are the only ones I see suffering from bad trips, its a fucking delirioum state lmao is not real like wtf you get schizo from weed? Lmaoooo some people I swear are just too fucking weak mentally
How well you handle a trip seems to correlate with how much introspection you do. Someone who spends all day just thinking and daydreaming probably handles a trip better than a normie who has music/podcasts on 24/7 because they're afraid of their own thoughts.
You might be onto something, normies do suffer a lot from their norminess but its a torture they calm with drugs, what makes them so miserable one could ask as an outsider of the normiesphere? They look emotionally stable, dont have huge mental problems or anything but yet at the same time seem disconnectes with themselves, you see when you trip and the trip is good you are on your own, you can not like how you are by specific reasons but you need to trust yourself or you will bad trip, the "friend" many people recommend foe safety reasons should be you, there needs to be a confidence and trust with yourself something akin to "it will be fine man, it looks weird as shit but TRUST me nothing will hurt you here, I have your back" but instead normies just fall into some horrible dread I have never felt and people always recommended me not to do drugs because im an unhinged sociopath (in their eyes)
>noooooo you will kill someone or go insane
Not insane nor in jail, just a retard who is best friend with his brain
That's a lot of text just to tell us that you shouldn't be taking drugs
Die normie scum, you will never achieve the sacraments of the shrooms or assist a imaginary mass inside your imaginary pocket galaxy while on DMT, you will freak out with weeed and claim you went schizo because of it, kys
I'm not normie-tier but I have to listen to music to stop me from listing strings of numbers in my head. I want to try shrooms and shit but I know it would probably fuck me up badly.
Dont push It Man, schizophrenia Is not temporary and you dont laugh about It after you get it. It Will literally destroy your world AND make the people you love struggle horribly with you
There is no such thing as drug induced schizophrenia you absolute bufon
Redpill me on datura
it's some giga toxic shit that makes you want to die, no one that took it dont regret taking it
The phantom ciggies seem to be an universal delirium among dutura travelers, even those who dont smoke
What gived? Pacifying gestures maybe
What happens if I eat DNP and Datura at the same time?
The picture on the right makes that look completely awful.
>And I thought my tokes were bad
I like that French cartoon with the giant blue aliens where humans are their pets. Trippy as fuck to me.
great thread frens
Surreal era memes are never funny and stop posting them
i want to return to rage era
No one did
imo you can correlate how weird, abstract and "post-structuralist" the memes get with the increasing popularity of weed among kids
for me? It's the classic era
Memes for the last 5 years have been nothing but wojak and chad
Imgur is bizarrely still on Rage Era. It's the worst place online that I know of. I know nobody asked.
Worse, it's still in the Rage era but suffering of 2017 Trump Derangement Syndrome. A very strange mix.
The only good posts in imgur are CYOA albums and porn albums, and the latter are supposedly going to be taken down soon
is it only me or everyone nowadays seems to do drugs of various kinds?
Yeah, everything except heroin has become reddit as fuck.
anyone here ever try belladonna
I tried smell ur mama
Not recommended
I remember making a tea from the nightshade tree near my house as a teenager.
Lots of really bad, embarrassing memories there. The worst part is that I’ve heightened my risk for dementia (which runs in my family as it is) significantly. I wish I wasn’t so fucking retarded at that time
Not datura but this was my overdose trip on THC
>be me, have some low quality flower in a jar saved from like 4 months
>too low quality to smoke but decent enough for edibles
>throw the whole jar into some chocy milk
>get two full glasses of some horribly tasting weed milk
>whatever, took 2 glasses at once good to mention im alone at home
>time passes and feel the headbuzz and weird senstion landing
>the time has come, time to relax
>I dont percieve time anymore nor pain at all, cant even feel myself breathing
>start retching and throwing up
>feel like im literally dying, try to breath and calm myself down
>see fractals and weird geometric shit I never saw before with weed
>fall sleep literally 37 hours straight
>yes, a mini coma state no kidding
>wake up with my wife screaming at me thinking I had a stroke
>im in the hospital
Lmao coma feels weird, you don't create memories at all is like time stops alltogether
I used to take DPH a lot when I'd drink. The imaginary cigarette is ubiquitous but the worst was reaching out to grab my 40 oz and it would slide away a little bit but then suddenly I'd realize there was no 40 oz. Its really not that enjoyable because its so easy it forget you took DPH.
whatchu know about that?
prolly tons
I miss /del/ so much, bros...
taking 300mg/400mg DPH/DXM and chatting to other fucked OTC addicts on the 420chan skype calls ruled
My friend gave me a pill of molly, and I've been waiting to use it at like a rave/concert but I've come to realize that I'm a introvert and I honestly hate going to raves anyway.
I also haven't used any drug other than weed, so I don't really want to risk having some adverse reaction if I were to take it in public.
I know its a party drug but should I just say fuck it, put on a movie and take it at home where I'm most comfortable?
>im fucking gay and use gay drugs
had a bad reaction to molly with symptoms that have lasted a year+, honestly wouldn't mess with synthetic street drugs anymore. the potential downsides vastly outweigh the 8 hours of fun times you won't remember anything about anyway
I can't stress this to you enough, get a fucking fentanyl test strip. They're pretty cheap and widely available - make sure to get one that avoids false positives for MDMA. Blame the glowies or the chinks or cartels or the lazy middlemen, but the world of party drugs is not the same as it was 10-20 years ago.
also, take that shit with some friends who you actually trust, not at a party
My friend already tested it for fent before giving it to me
he's trustworthy
honestly you should gather a posse, take it, and hold court in a kitchen for the next 8 hours. you'll speak nonstop and feel like you're preaching gospel.
as someone in a similar situation to you, the come up will scare you and make you feel like you're "bad tripping", but once the drug settles you'll just feel euphoric. It's not a psychedelic like weed where it can unleash negative thought patterns from your subconscious or something. That said, after doing it 3 times I realized I don't like it that much, I don't like how it blunts your emotions and just gives you this generic directionless euphoria.
that and how it makes you feel depressed afterwards and even feel suicidal for a minute
Yeah I've tried it in a variety of situations and imo it only works for raves or clubs where it's just you and the music on the dancefloor, it can make you feel super good while doing absolutely nothing. I didn't find it a particularly social drug or useful beyond that.
the one time I took MD I felt like a different person, as if all my personality problems had vanished
I went from sitting alone in the house for months to having flowing conversations with a dozen complete strangers
The days after feel strange, as if we're all fucking everything up when things could be so simple
Molly does not care that you are an introvert. If you take it at home you will wish you went to the rave. If you take it at the rave you can still go home if you don't like it.
Molly is a lot of fun.
No one likes to go to raves sober. Take the molly and go to the rave. Taking it at home is just a waste, you just end up restless and desperate for someone to socialize with. It's not shrooms, you're not gonna freak out, you're just gonna talk and dance a lot.
save it, anon.
Do it with friends, or at a rave or concert. Anything’s better than doing it at home alone.
I did it with my bros in the forest during the day one time, it was the best time I’ve had with drugs in all my life.
i tried some at a boiler room and it was okay, made it easy to talk to people and feel the music
though to be honest those 6 hours of mild euphoria is not really worth it, you just feel weird, strange, kind of empty for a week afterwards regardless of if you feel the comedown depression or not
Also you should apparently only take it once every 4 months, otherwise it'll start wearing down your pleaure receptors permanently
Long story short, don't bother
I miss /tinfoil/ before the alphabet chuds destroyed it with inane spam. That board's downfall makes modern Cinemaphile look like old /b/.
Anyone tried Hexahydrocannabinol (HHC)? Is it worth trying?
Unless you're worried about drug tests, I wouldn't recommend it. The tolerance you build is separate from the one you get towards THC so if you're a stoner you're going to get high easily in the beginning. That said, HHC tolerance builds up quickly, I'm talking easily before you finish a 1ml capsule. The effects are milder.
Most importantly, resin vapour is really harsh on the lungs and airways, nothing like vaping VG/PG and nic, so maybe try edibles or bud if you're so inclined.
Thanks, I'm neither a stoner or a smoker. Just heard about them being legal and got interested in trying but those kind of products are usually scummy and overhyped like CBD.
>your worst enemy is having a bad trip
>dont worry mate, watch this movie with me you will feel better
What movie would you put for him and in order to fry his brain out of terror?
Problem Child 2
This one time at band camp, Altered States on psilocybin put me into a very weird head space
pi or eraserhead
This choice will make sense to you if you ever have had the misfortune of trying deliriants. The jumpy, fidgety editing style that abruptly cuts from one place to another, the overbearing sense of paranoia and dread, the talking to paintings on the walls done by Nixon in the film. It is pure deliriant Kino, but only for those retards that have been in thick of it.
I will make my case with a number of scenes in this movie that remind me of my experiences:
(Particularly the part of this scene that starts at 9:10)
(If you saw someone weeping and talking to paintings like this you would bet they were delirious)
>(If you saw someone weeping and talking to paintings like this you would bet they were delirious)
Sorry here is the correct scene for that statement
stop doing drugs
>there are retards who unironically put atropine in their bodies
enjoy being physically unable to piss or shit for a week
>unironically put atropine in their bodies
I did it ironically. Checkmate anon
The only good thing Mao did was shoot the junkies.
I'm an extremely negative and hateful person to the point I'm happy hating people and things, and feel off when I'm happy. Should I do psychs? I know people say that negative thoughts are bad yada yada but those are for people who are generally happy in life and not comfortable with negative thoughts (therapyfags). Is it just going to be "ooohhh here's some negative thoughts and feelings ooohhh here's a bad experience you had" or will it be completely fine since I'm used to it?
DXM is the thinking man's drug.