Holy %^&*(# this is a first!

[vaxn8]

OK, i have heard about this happening to other people, but it has never happened to me! I have dilaudid and fent scripted. My month of D usually doesn't last longer than 6 or 7 days iv, so then I have to switch to fent, tea or dope. Anyway, I did the last of the H I had tonight and was kind of bummed about switching back to the old PT for the next 9 days. I had this sheet under my kitchen table because when I have to hit my feet, they bleed a lot (my blood doesn't clot, well it does, but it takes a long, long time). So, I keep something under the table so I don't get blood all over the place.

When I do have my D's, I never am very good about keeping track of how many I have left, but I always know where they are. I decided to pick up the living room a little and was going to put the sheet away, and I thought I saw a little tiny D (I get the 2 mg Malli's). I thought, no way I wouldn't have lost one, impossible! I crawled under there and sure enough found one, then kept looking and found THREE more! 8 mgs isn't much of a shot for me, but better than nothing, I'm certainly not complaining!

It cracked me up because whenever I read about crackheads crawling the carpet looking for leftovers, I think how could you be so careless to lose any, and then me the big moron, manages to lose 4. I'm not even done, I'm going to be checking out this area very carefully, just glad i didn't start with a vacuum! :D :D :D

[Opiyum]

This has happened so many times to me its absurd.
There , for the last three years, has been an eighty stuck in the stairs. I've tried to get it but really the only way to get it would be with a 40 lb. sledge. This would piss my mother off just a little.

Three weeks ago, on my birthday, I had been up all night out on the town doing whatever the hell we were doing when 7:30 am same upon us. Time to pick up his nurse girlfriend. So we get to the parking lot and find out she is gonna be awhile. We start talking about drugs and how we wish we had more when he starts telling me how he dropped a forty in the part of the car where the shifter is. You gotta imagine an automatic shifter and how sometimes there is a gap that goes down through the console.
Anyway he says he never found it. I go nuts and tell him we should have been looking for it this whole time. As soon as he pops the large piece of plastic that surrounds the shifter we see a forty in all its beauty sitting right in front of our faces. Driving around for a month must have knocked it loose. So we quickly did that before his girl came out. Then the big suprise was the individually wrapped fortys she swiped from work.

It's been nice recounting that story. Thanks for reminding me VAXN8.

Oh and you should do yourself a favor and check your vacuum bags before throwing them away. You never know what your friends may have dropped in your house much less what you've dropped.
Most people are smart enough not to tell others when they have lost something. This is one of the big reasons you never know.


EDIT: I miss read what you were typing. I thought you meant you were glad you didnt use your vacuum on the floors thus sucking up the pills.

[devilsdrug]

DOG of DOGS u are opiyum my young sleazy dope fiend friend

[vaxn8]

EDIT: I miss read what you were typing. I thought you meant you were glad you didnt use your vacuum on the floors thus sucking up the pills.

You read it right the first time, I hadn't vacuumed and would not have even noticed them if I had. All I know is it would have been a horrible night and AM if I hadn't found them! I'll have to remember to sprinkle some around the living room next time i pick them up, so i have something to find!

[Adormidera]

I'll have to remember to sprinkle some around the living room next time i pick them up, so i have something to find!

LOL!

I can't do that, a month or so ago I found my cat batting around an MSIR. "No, kitty, the drugs are not a cat toy." Thank God, though, he didn't try to eat it!

[pointed]

It cracked me up because whenever I read about crackheads crawling the carpet looking for leftovers, I think how could you be so careless to lose any, and then me the big moron, manages to lose 4. I'm not even done, I'm going to be checking out this area very carefully, just glad i didn't start with a vacuum! :D :D :D

Careless?? Oh, goodness. I've done much worse than that. Years ago, my ex-bf and I checked into a hotel to kick so we didn't have to deal with my parents. After we cold kicked (misery) and were feeling better, we found half of a bag of dope in my jacket pocket. We couldn't decide whether to be pleased or exasperated.

The worst incident, though...This is almost embarrassing. I had copped 8 bags and they were supposed to last for the day through a wake up the next morning. As I was staying with my family at the time, it wasn't exactly politic for me to advertise what I was doing, so I snuck into the bathroom and ran a bath while I cooked up. Took my shot and proceeded to knock my 7 remaining bags into a tub full of hot water. Oh, I was pissed! Careless? Hell, I should have gone up for the Junky Darwin award for that! I can see the humor in it now, but at the time...! ACK.

[Holdin']

You should have kicked eveyone out of the house and meticulously boiled down all the water in the bath in seperate pots on the stove until you ended up with shootable product.
Not very realistic but funny to think about

[Zoop]

It's not dope, but I dids something like this before. It has been a long time, though, since I lost some good drugs. In about 1988, I had stuck five hits of pink blotter acid, wrapped in cigarrette cellophane, in a crack in the back of my freezer. I went to pull it out and accidentally ended up pushing the little package down into the crack, underneath the plastic bottom of the freezer compartment. I was totally put out about it and just said "fuck it."

About a year later, I remembered about it, and said "I AM going to get that shit out."

Took all of the food out of the freezer and got a screwdriver. Unscrewed all of the screws holding the freezer compartment bottom in place, pulled out the freezer compartment bottom, and there they were, sitting right there, all cold and still wrapped in cellophane. A little pink 5-strip.

They were every bit as fresh as they were the day I accidentally dropped 'em in there, according to me and some friends of mine.

[vaxn8]

Karen- glad ya found something useful! It was so exciting just to find something, so I understand what you were talking about!

I continued my search and found 6 good pods and 4 or 5 cracked up ones. They weren't in the carpet though! I hadn't totally emptied the box and they were wrapped up in the newspaper.

Opiyum - I can't get your oxy out of my head! I keep trying to figure out how it is stuck and how to get it out! Is there anyway you could stick a needle in it and pull it out? I'm sure you've tried or thought of everything, but this is driving me nuts!

The bathtub story almost made me cry! I think I would have boiled it down, depending on what else I had available at the time. Similar, but not quite as bad, last week I was with 2 other people and we went to buy. We dropped one person off and 2 of them were going to shoot right away. The girl knocked over her spoon and spilled it on her table and carpet. I was thinking what a fucking waste, especially since i had bought it so she would take us to her boys. Ended up not mattering, the stuff we were sold was zero, nothing in it at all. Oh well, better than spilling something that was actually worth it!

[Opiyum]

IT's a stairwell that has walls on both sides of it. The actual board that you step on has a gap between it and the wall that runs along all the steps. in that crack is where my pill is. The crack doesnt even seem to be as wide as an eighty and it goes down in there about a foot or so. I fucked with it with a coat hanger and other assorted utensils for hours on end on many different sick days but no pill was found.
Just like when people poor a 40oz. on the street for those that have fallen I consider that my eighty for all my dead junky friends

[CUBErt]

Three weeks ago, on my birthday, I had been up all night out on the town doing whatever the hell we were doing when 7:30 am same upon us. Time to pick up his nurse girlfriend. So we get to the parking lot and find out she is gonna be awhile. We start talking about drugs and how we wish we had more when he starts telling me how he dropped a forty in the part of the car where the shifter is. You gotta imagine an automatic shifter and how sometimes there is a gap that goes down through the console.
Anyway he says he never found it. I go nuts and tell him we should have been looking for it this whole time. As soon as he pops the large piece of plastic that surrounds the shifter we see a forty in all its beauty sitting right in front of our faces. Driving around for a month must have knocked it loose. So we quickly did that before his girl came out. Then the big suprise was the individually wrapped fortys she swiped from work.

That reminds me of a story. Me and my cousin had just bought like a half gram of tar and were in his car, about to smoke on this hill with a nice view of the city. The bag got dropped, and we tore the car apart looking for it (It was a little past midnight). Finally when all hope was lost, I just got the impulse to stick my hand under that rubber flap on the gear shifter. Suddenly I felt some plastic crinkling in my hands and I pulled out the bag with a big smile on my face.

[kdreimiller]

Whats his name from Aerosmith, the guy with the lips, jokes about the dillie they lost one night while partying and spent the rest of the night trying to find the dillie.

My exgirlfriend, we broke up over drugs, even before I carried a habit of any sort, found a bunch of dope and who knows what else I had stashed in weird places. I know there was some dope, some mscontins, benzos, dexadrine. The dexies were srcipted and she always tells me how she's reminded of me when she opens tthe trunk of the car and sees that rx container with my drugs.

Makes me wanna get in thattrunk really bad. Not her trunk, the cars trunk.

[shaunclo]

This is hillarious -

My story is somewhat familiar with Zoop's, I ALWAYS hid my acid it my electric outlets wrapped in foil. I would un-screw the outlets and slide the warpped foil in side-ways. Well when my buddy came over to get a couple I got the un-screwing done but they had fallen a little too far back for meto grab them with my fingers, so I used 2 screwdrivers to try and pull them out, I almost had it out when the foil caught on fire after a big spark and burnt about 1/2 a sheet of really good acid. Not to mention all the lights in the house went out.

[pointed]

This is hillarious -

My story is somewhat familiar with Zoop's, I ALWAYS hid my acid it my electric outlets wrapped in foil. I would un-screw the outlets and slide the warpped foil in side-ways. Well when my buddy came over to get a couple I got the un-screwing done but they had fallen a little too far back for meto grab them with my fingers, so I used 2 screwdrivers to try and pull them out, I almost had it out when the foil caught on fire after a big spark and burnt about 1/2 a sheet of really good acid. Not to mention all the lights in the house went out.

Oh, oh, oh! Acid stories! Gotta good one. I think of it as, "The Dustbuster Incident". When I was a teenager, a good friend of mine was dating a guy who spun music at raves and sold acid. (Large and eager market at his fingertips, dontcha know.) He was a nice guy, but a trifle odd. I think he had an extreme case of OCD. He dealt volume and he wrapped each hit of blotter in aluminum foil, individually. Perfectly, too. I mean, those hits had hospital corners. My friend agreed to hook another friend of ours up with a couple of sheets of her bf's stuff. I didn't feel like going with her and still another friend to pick the stuff up, so I loaned them my car to go get it. A couple of hours later, they come tearing into my bedroom demanding a dustbuster. Come to find out, they had somehow gotten lost on the way back and been pulled over. (We'd only been to her bf's place a million times - but driving slowly with Virginia tags in Georgetown doesn't endear one to the local law nazis.) Not wanting to be searched and busted, they had stuffed two sheets of acid, all single hits, into my vents! They went to work on the vents with the dustbuster and managed to retrieve about 1.5 sheets. It took quite awhile. That is one of my favorite memories of being a teenager; it was one of the best laughs I've ever had. Whomever ended up with that car after I got rid of it got a really nice bonus!

[Sitar]

This in no way compares to finding a few extra D in your carpet, but this thread made me think...

So, I rummaged through my "crummy/useless" medicine drawer (filled with rx allergy meds, etc) and found a bottle of "clonazepam." Hmmmmm. 2mg about 100 tabs left (and 1 refill, too). I looked back at this site, again, and realized, "Duh, these are the generic of the infamous k-pins..."

I chunked them in there, over a year ago, because they made me feel like a zombie and amnesiac. Now, after being a member here and reading the things I have, I understand.

And I swear, I totally "forgot" they were even there. (Presently, I take xanax in the PM, and like it better for the shorter half-life, but still they may come in handy on day....)

So thanks, Vaxn8, for the reminder....

WHATEVER..... I'd MUCH rather "find" a full bottle of 100 Klonopin 2s over a measly 8 mgs. Dilaudid any day! That Dillie would be gone so quickly whereas that bottle of K-pins would last quite a long while. Klonopin is one of the best benzos... definitely worth keeping. Not a drug to put in the junk drawer!

[Opiyum]

Sitar your ass is wound up tighter then a pasifists on the first day in the state pen..

[robojunkie]

Never lost a bag but I went into a walgreen's pharmacy once and on the way in through the automatic door I look down and see a bag on the carpet. Quickly picked it up and turned around. Figured it was beat but....not!

[Babydollangel]

LOL....funny post I have always been pretty careful although the only thing I think I am careless with is xanax and I get paranoid one of the kids might find one (i always find a couple of them near my side of the bed cuz im half out of it when I take them )i can open that bottle in the middle of the night and reach in and take some.a pinch, half , whole whatever im in the mood/need for...i find sometimes that i have dropped one or two when making my bed. xanax makes one do some crazy shit cuz i wont even remember that i took MORE when waking up...xanax=NO memory at all for me !! and when waking up after taking a full bar of it its like im out of sorts of knowing where i am, what time it is etc. its a very strange feeling that xanax always leaves me with..but finding my good stuff..DOC...well its only happened one time..like i said i keep my eye on that...lol...youd have thought id have won the lotto cuz i was in wd at the time i found an extra pill. :) it was just enough to stop the shakes for the rest of the day !
great story thanks for sharing ! :)

[vaxn8]

WHATEVER..... I'd MUCH rather "find" a full bottle of 100 Klonopin 2s over a measly 8 mgs. Dilaudid any day! T


Umm not if you had run out of everything and weren't going to be getting anything in for a couple days! That "measly 8 mgs" made my night a hell of a lot easier than it would have been if I hadn't found it.

[Sitar]

I think most people would rather have 200 milligrams of Clonazepam with a refill rather than a paltry 8 milligrams of Hydromorphone.

Even in severe withdrawal, that 8 millies is only gonna last a few hours and then you're right back where you started, whereas all that Klonopin could get you through an entire detox from opiates as well as having an abundant surplus remaining to enjoy for a while afterward.

I'm not at all putting down Dilaudid or saying there's anything wrong with finding some. Finding any at all is damn cool. It's just that discovering 200 mgs of Klonopin is a far better find if only because of the great amount involved. And the only reason I was pointing that out is because Karen was saying that finding all those K-Pins in no way compares to finding a tiny bit of D, with which I heartily disagree. Why does that make me a tightass?

Lord... I need to get high.

[handsome rob]

Remindes me of my early oxy days when I picked up 5 40's and bored decided to pre-wash the coating off of all of them. While sitting on my couch and very proud of my little stash I let one of the pills slip and it fell into the crack of my new leather couch. The cushins were attached so I could really pull them off and start digging. I flipeed the couch and tried to get it from the bottom but couldn't find it. About a month later, just out of pills, I jerked the couch around and I heard tic-tic. It fell right onto the floor and I had more drugs!!!

[zombiewoof23]

I think most people would rather have 200 milligrams of Clonazepam with a refill rather than a paltry 8 milligrams of Hydromorphone.

Even in severe withdrawal, that 8 millies is only gonna last a few hours and then you're right back where you started, whereas all that Klonopin could get you through an entire detox from opiates as well as having an abundant surplus remaining to enjoy for a while afterward.

I'm not at all putting down Dilaudid or saying there's anything wrong with finding some. Finding any at all is damn cool. It's just that discovering 200 mgs of Klonopin is a far better find if only because of the great amount involved. And the only reason I was pointing that out is because Karen was saying that finding all those K-Pins in no way compares to finding a tiny bit of D, with which I heartily disagree. Why does that make me a tightass?

Lord... I need to get high.

I think the difference in the amount would work that way with almost any desirable drug, considering drugs are the same as cash in most ppl's eyes. 100 x 2mg's of K-pin pills goes a long way, in comparison to 1x 8 mg dilly. That's like the difference in finding an eighth of an ounce of pot, or a quarter pound. Which would you rather have?

[Opiyum]

Why does that make me a tightass?

Call it the straw.
Happens to the best of 'em.

[Hammilton]

I decided not to work during christmas break because living in the empty dorms (now I'm in a sweet apartment) for a month when my family and fiance is two hours away would have blew. My dad hated it, but oh well.

Anyway, at home I got my methadone script mailed to me: 20mg 3x daily, an eigth of primo nug (even shwag would last me a month- I just smoke and play video games once in a while) and some nitrous.

One day they were a late by a day with getting me my script so while I faced going 48 hours without a painkiller, I started freaking out and ripped apart my parents medicine cabinet. Lo and behold, I found a bottle of 115 10mg valiums (in what should have been a 90 count bottle) with three refills, prescribed to me for when I last had a manic episode.

I was in fucking heaven.

[Opiyum]

Were the clouds in heaven made of titties? I net they were.

[GMorris]

That reminds me of a strange episode, I wasn't even looking for anything (had a bottle of Morphine on the cabinet). For some reason, I looked down and saw two pills laying on the floor in front of said cabinet, and they turned out to be two MSIR 30's. Neither me nor the ol' lady had any idea how they got there, but we were glad the 3 kitties in the house hadn't found them first, they'd likely be dead if they ate them. I quickly picked them up and we "celebrated" by railing them up right quick. Funny how I'll go through all the old pill bottles and never find a thing, but there were the two pills just laying there on the floor. Go figure...

[Sitar]

I had a friend/dealer a few years ago that had a habit of putting handfulls of pills directly into his pocket. Just pills right into the pocket, without putting them into baggies or anything first.

Well, an entire month after he had been over to my place with a pocket full of Methadone 10's, I was sitting on the floor working on my guitar in front of the chair that he had sat in the previous month. I happened to glance down at the floor in front/under the front part of the chair and saw a little white circle. I immediately investigated and to my delight found one of those wonderful little pills with the "54 142" imprint. I'd seen those things dozens and dozens of times and knew right away how fortuitous the find was, and I knew exactly why it was there. Carrying around loose pills in the pocket of loose pants isn't terribly bright. His loss, my gain. Hell yeah!

I can't believe that pill had been there for so long without being noticed or found or swept up previously, but maybe it had just fallen out of the chair recently. I nearly tore that chair to pieces looking for more, but despite my careful and thorough search, I found no more.

I ate that little pill immediately, but sadly, my tolerance at that point was far too high to detect much effect from the single pill. If I'd found a few more I would have been well off, but it was still cool at least finding the one. The moral of the story: use baggies or bottles when carrying pills around!

[HistoryofMadness]

Whats his name from Aerosmith, the guy with the lips, jokes about the dillie they lost one night while partying and spent the rest of the night trying to find the dillie.



I had to work a lunch shift waiting tables after a night of drought, and being very sick that day I called my 'guy' to meet me at work... he finally showed up JUST when I got off, so I ran home pushing my bike, instead of riding it (traffic, hills... trust me it sounded like the better way at the time)...

Got to my POS rental house, and was running up the stairs to my room, when my roommate yelled out something. For some dumbass reason I stopped to talk to her, and while she was talking, I started fixing the shot.

But didn't get far... as SOON as I had my pill (k4) going into the straw, I felt it slip and looked down just in time to see the thing hit a stair, fucking bounce, one 'tic' and then nothing... no sounds, no bouncing, nothing...

I know I looked for that motherfucker for 30 minutes... then another... then another... never found that thing. Fucking tiny-ass pills!

[LayinLow]

I had to work a lunch shift waiting tables after a night of drought, and being very sick that day I called my 'guy' to meet me at work... he finally showed up JUST when I got off, so I ran home pushing my bike, instead of riding it (traffic, hills... trust me it sounded like the better way at the time)...

Got to my POS rental house, and was running up the stairs to my room, when my roommate yelled out something. For some dumbass reason I stopped to talk to her, and while she was talking, I started fixing the shot.

But didn't get far... as SOON as I had my pill (k4) going into the straw, I felt it slip and looked down just in time to see the thing hit a stair, fucking bounce, one 'tic' and then nothing... no sounds, no bouncing, nothing...

I know I looked for that motherfucker for 30 minutes... then another... then another... never found that thing. Fucking tiny-ass pills!

You never found it? Was it the only k4 that you bought that night? If so, I feel sorry for you, working all day while being sick, finally scoring after work, then just when you are about to enjoy it, you lose it and can't find it? I sure hope you bought more than just 1 pill.

-ezra
(just finished enjoying his k8)

[HistoryofMadness]

You never found it? Was it the only k4 that you bought that night? If so, I feel sorry for you, working all day while being sick, finally scoring after work, then just when you are about to enjoy it, you lose it and can't find it? I sure hope you bought more than just 1 pill.

-ezra
(just finished enjoying his k8)

no, I never found it, and yes, that was the only one I bought... the money I made on a lunch shift in the winter barely bought me any dope back then... and the only dealers that delivered then (to me anyway) were the pill guys, probably because they were making so much profit. . . those damn things cost $11 back home ($15 for delivery!)... fucking ridiculous!

[LayinLow]

no, I never found it, and yes, that was the only one I bought... the money I made on a lunch shift in the winter barely bought me any dope back then... and the only dealers that delivered then (to me anyway) were the pill guys, probably because they were making so much profit. . . those damn things cost $11 back home ($15 for delivery!)... fucking ridiculous!

Crappy man, I would have been pissed. Those prices do seem very high as well.. I get my D's from Northern Cal. and the 8mg's run me $5, and when I buy a lot, he ships them overnight through FedEx. Did you ever end up finding that k4 a few days later? Or did you see the vacuum nodding off one night? lol...

[SpecialGuy69]

I used to get 15MG MS contins from the doc when I was first gettin started- tiny little blue ones- I was giving a friend 15 of em. We were walking down a gravel road behind my work- and after I handed em to him, this dumbass was so fried, he let every one of them just slide through his fingers as he walked, like he forgot they were there. Not in one place, but as we walked- over about 100 feet. The gravel on the road was bluish-gray, almost the same color as the MS's- I thought all was lost, especially as cars drove down the road every few minutes, stirring up the whole mess up even further.

The same guy, who was so fried he just sprinkled 15 morphines on the ground, found all 15 before the next car even drove by- and not one was within 5 feet of another- he was pickin' em out like they were glowing in the dark or something! It was amazing.
Other than that, my loss column includes: 1 80mg OC (dropped in street), a few grams of pot (vanished under suspicious roommate circs.), and 1 K4 (tiny fuckers)
Win column: 2 40mg OC's (couch cushons), 4 grams of nice blow (stash spot swallowed it up and spit it out later) and about 5 grams of good opium (in a tacklebox)
I never really thought of myself as lucky, but I guess I've come out ahead, so far (not counting cash/gettin beat copping of course)

[SpecialGuy69]

I get my D's from Northern Cal. and the 8mg's run me $5, and when I buy a lot, he ships them overnight through FedEx.
I suspect your about to get a sudden increase in PM's

[nick]

I seem to lose plenty of dope,but I never find any.I'm truly cursed.

[asplinteredfawn]

A really good friend of mine and I would always take people down to score who couldn't cop any good dope. So we'd have them buy us dope for the ride and for using our connection. We'd always tell our man to give us like 2 grams but wrap 3/4ths a gram in a different wrap. We'd give that to the kids we didn't really care for. I drove and we generally used my connect and even when we used my friend connection I'd always split up our dope and really didn't think these pricks had a choice, plus they where all pretty much snorting or just started shooting and none of them had anything that could really amount to a serious habit like my buddy and I so we did what we had to get fixed. Sometimes if the people would complain that they had to pay a tax we'd rip them off even further and we'd always drop them off at some gas station near by so that way they didn't know where our hook lived and also I wouldn't want to ruin the rep of whatever hook we used at that given time based solely on our degenerate games of deception. Long story short my bud would always say something like shit I just dropped a chunk out of my spoon, and ask me for some of my share. He was always lieing pretty much, at least I think. Cos' my car would have been littered w/ little chips of grams on the carpet. But he didn't lie at least one time because just after we were done dropping these kids off at mommy's mansion or whatever he told me that he lost the part he stole from them and was wondering if he could have some of the smack I bought w/ my own money. I obviously said yeah, I wasn't going to shoot up in front of him, let him sit there all craving a fix; even if he had one in his pocket. But thats just how we were we would fuck each other over, but we would always hook each other up too. It was a brother sort of thing. Anyways, two days later I was in my busted ass 1992 New yorker looking for a record that I spun a few nights before and I found like the half gram he said he lost under the passenger seat, sitting there unwrapped and looking kind of dirty. Well I cooked it up and filtered it twice, and man did I get a good rush n' nod. But it must have been laying in something toxic because the high had this weird deep twisted nauseous tunnel vision feeling. I didn't throw up, for some reason I've never thrown up on heroin; lots of people I know do every time w/ out fail. Guess that shows how different people can react to the same compound. But I was just starting to feel sick when I went out to the car to get the record. Finding that half gram on my floor mat / under the seat area was the best " find " I think I've got.

[dirtdog]

I think most people would rather have 200 milligrams of Clonazepam with a refill rather than a paltry 8 milligrams of Hydromorphone.

Even in severe withdrawal, that 8 millies is only gonna last a few hours and then you're right back where you started, whereas all that Klonopin could get you through an entire detox from opiates as well as having an abundant surplus remaining to enjoy for a while afterward.

I'm not at all putting down Dilaudid or saying there's anything wrong with finding some. Finding any at all is damn cool. It's just that discovering 200 mgs of Klonopin is a far better find if only because of the great amount involved. And the only reason I was pointing that out is because Karen was saying that finding all those K-Pins in no way compares to finding a tiny bit of D, with which I heartily disagree. Why does that make me a tightass?

Lord... I need to get high.
dude
chill out
yes you need to get high
when i was going through WDs
ANYTHING was cool, even if it only lasted 2 hours.
I just dont care.
anything to put them at bay....

[dirtdog]

my car is stained with heroin lol
my ex used to push the needle and get the shit all over
hes one messy SOB
the roof of my car is all spotty brown in some areas
theres a big ol chunk missingin the car...
and a few norcos
ive never tried to look for them
cus im too lazy
and its too fucking hot
and id rather call someone
and loan gas money
heh

[AWOL]

wow, look at all the people I used to know, ;(

[kazman32]

I seem to lose plenty of dope,but I never find any.I'm truly cursed.



Iv'e crawed around on the carpet looking for crumbs of oxy's, cleaned out my drawer's to find any residue or dust left behind etc....I have yet to come up with anything substatial. Mayebe a crumb or two if I get lucky.

[Synack]

well shit... I dropped about 3 15mg roxi's on my last script.. fuck, I spent 2 hours looking for those because I didn't want the dog to get them and then have my girl kill me for murdering her fucking mutt.

anyways, I was sick as shit later that month and I tore the house apart while they were all at church...

ahh, 3 pills later I was overly well again...