The Addicts' Lounge IV - fast times at Ridgemont, high - General

If my family found out I smoke weed (or motherfucking growing it...) they would murder me.

Thanks everyone giving me advice, going to pick up 2-3g of shrooms, make a tea after I've had a two week cleanse and enjoy my weekend I guess! Until then just have to find away to not want a joint lol

Honestly I'd say keep a joint ready when tripping, make sure its indica dominant and high in CBD, immediate relief. Used to do that back in the days to treat sudden panic attacks.

Smoking weed on acid is godlike if you're experienced enough to handle it

cleaning the downstem and bowl is pain

[QUOTE=NeverGoWest;52002545]Honestly I'd say keep a joint ready when tripping, make sure its indica dominant and high in CBD, immediate relief. Used to do that back in the days to treat sudden panic attacks.[/QUOTE] I cannot recommend against this more. Weed will make your trip STRONGER. Even if it calms NeverGoWest's anxiety, there's no reason to think it will do the same for you. If you're worried about a bad trip, get some xanax or valium. They're benzos, and they're specifically designed to rapidly treat anxiety.

smoke the taliban it also helps w anxiety [editline]24th March 2017[/editline] [t]http://i.imgur.com/mH70EN9.png[/t]

[QUOTE=NeverGoWest;52002311]I wan't to talk to someone but everyone are either people I can't talk to about drugs, are busy or not interested. I feel like I have come home from something awesome(in it's traditional meaning) and nobody gives an everloving shit about it(rightfully so, I took a drug and got fucked up by it, in other news the fucking sky is blue holy shit) Makes me sad that instead of talking, which rapidly improves my mood right now for some reason I might have to take a few quetiapines and sleep it all off. [editline]23rd March 2017[/editline] I feel currently that I can perfectly translate the subconscious meaning of that dream(because it is familiar to dreams I used to have) but I can't put the description into human words and for some reason I think it might be a bit rude[/QUOTE] try anyway, it is nearly impossible to offend me.

Crazy Story Time. Fucking long post incoming. Near the end of February someone got some good old L. Wanted to trip with me and another friend and have a good night yeah? Well then don't be a dumbass and trip balls when you're anti drug parents are home as well as lie about the circumstances about the location. So I load up after work getting snacks, water, etc. A friend of mine wanted some notebooks and stuff to draw with so I pick those up too. And glow sticks, because those are fun. I get home and change, dress up warm in case we want to go for a walk since it's going to snow that night. And head off. Get to do a little meet and greet with his Mom thinking she'd be out for the night. And head downstairs while we wait for another person to arrive. We play video games, talk about life, tripping, etc. Around 8ish we decide to figure out dosing. My buddy decides we're going to trip balls. So it's high dose, cool beans, I can handle it fine. He says he can and i have no reason to doubt him. I take mine and him and another closer friend of mine figure theirs out. We all drop at the same time. I think it was something like a 1200-600-600 split. (These were apparently 180ug tabs according to him) We sit there just discussing random things about L and whatnot. Feeling the comeup and so on. Me and my closer buddy embrace it, The other guy though? "Oh Man i haven't been this high in ages" "Oh...." and starts acting really uncomfortable. 20 minutes after that he starts pacing about and whatnot. And by this time everything is breathing and dancing. And me and my close buddy decide to put on some music to maybe soothe the atmosphere. Try to operate the PC but i cant since i seem to be unable to type and look up anything so I just sit back down. My other buddy starts worrying about the other guy freaking out. So he tries to talk to him. And it kind of works. But then he wants us to call a friend of his who we weren't going to do it with because he was "in a bad place" at the time. By this time im just sitting here like Fuck me. One person is tweaking the hell out and the other is soothing him and now we're calling someone else who was lied to about not being able to trip. And here I am just couchlocked unable to do shit, so i just watch. It takes forever for him to get there. And when he does he has to leave right after. He tells the guy whos tweaking the usual. You're on this. blah blah blah. Im sort of phasing in and out of focus on it. And he leaves to go help his parents out with something and will be back later. I decide to lie down since everyone is calm for now. I take off my hoodie and just say good night to the world. We get some music going and just relax. I cover my face with my hoodie since im essentially getting visual overload and close my eyes and get lost in the music. Now here's where it gets really fucking freaky. The guy who was tweaking is smoking a cigarette pacing in circles ranting about something. I don't know. Im worried since he's tripping like hell He might drop it and start a fire. He rants about drinking or something and wanting to smoke. And is just yelling like holy fuck. I cover up, unable to speak, not sure what to say. Later. My other buddy who is usually a very quiet, reserved kind of guy. Is suddenly very, very, very, loud. He's screaming "I LOVE YOU ~GIRLFRIEND~" "I LOVE YOU SO MUCH OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU" for a while. And thats when the peak starts. Everyone is going OH MY GOD I FEEL SO GREAT EVERYTHING IS GREAT. And me being high as shit. I just go along with it for a bit then cover up since everything is still going crazy around me and its giving me some motion sickness. It was probably the most unnatural euphoria i have ever seen in my entire life. Horrifying looking back on it. WHATSHAPPENINGWHATSHAPPENINGWHATSHAPPENING. I space out not sure whats going on myself. Cover my head again. Then, it gets stranger. I don't know how much later it is when i finally uncover and feel like im relatively able to sit up and not feel overwhelmed. The guy who was tweaking walked in. Sprouting out absolute gibberish and saying stuff like Pull Up! and incoherent babbling. I'm pretty sure he was talking backwards. I'm so high and couchlocked that i cant even stand up to see what the fuck is wrong. His speaking was rapid and drawn out in a way. The best way i could express it in writing is something like "IGOTTAGETICECREAMSCoooooooooooorrrrroooooooooooPGRUGPLEASE. And other nonsense. I cover up again and check back later and he is still going on. But someone is missing. My quiet friend. Just gone. I honestly thought maybe i retreated into some kind of head space or something. So i sit up and ask my tweaking buddy where so and so is and what's going on and he just babbles further. This goes on for ages it feels like and i just don't know what to say or do to calm him down since it's just me and him. This goes on for about 30 minutes and i finally end up saying bro. We just have to lie down and relax all right? And i do so expecting him to follow. I shut my eyes and act like im napping. Then i hear the footsteps going down the stairs. Thinking its my other buddy i lean over and i see someone big who is definitely not him. So i immediately feign napping. It's his mom. And she complains about the floor upstairs being all muddy and dirty. likely from when his friend checked in on us earlier. I had dirt on my legs too for some reason. Just a little splotch. So i assume my tweaking friends buddy just tracked some in on me. My friend is just sprouting gibberish at her. and freaks her the fuck out and she wakes me up. And i just act high out of my mind and in another world. (Not that it was that difficult mind you) She was frantically asking what we were on and he motormouths OHNOTHINGJUST-ACID-NO NOT THAT JUST CHILLING AND STUFF. And by this time his dad is downstairs wondering what the fuck is going on. Of course i'm also assuming Im just tripping balls and none of this is actually happening, I don't interact, just watch. and they start walking around digging for shit. Trying to find whatever. I don't even interact, I just think it's me tripping. And they'll be gone in a little. Somehow my buddy manages to get his head on (but after saying some pretty scary shit making me think this was some kind of child abuse bullshit.) And manages to get them to leave. And i end up going. Oh shit. this is actually happening. His mom comes back down and starts calling his friends and stuff asking if they knew what we took. And digs around some more. she digs around behind me and all i see are a whole bunch of computer parts and i'm thinking maybe she called EMTs or something and they're giving us something to calm us down. I feel the IV in my arm. But it's nothing and she leaves. We kill the lights and try to sleep. or at least relax. His other buddy shows up and we talk things over. Make sure leftovers arent there anymore. And i sit there vaping and all i can really say is what the fuck. And im sorry about this. There is a single police officer there. And she tells us our friend who vanished was found disheveled. On the streets, looking like he was breaking into houses, not wearing any shoes. He was in the hospital. And she is demanding to know what the hell he took. Of course everything is still doing its lucy thing around me. Im high as shit, And just straight up say that he took acid. I end up getting the shit lectured out of me by her. And that if this ended up worse we all could get charges or killed. We give our phone numbers so we can get contacted if necessary and so on. And we apologize to the family and everything. I end up getting the most of the flak from them. Angry glares and everything. Whatever, I'm not lying about shit and potentially getting into more trouble. We didn't have anything on us so it's best to be frank. His dad on the other hand. Takes my coat, and my hoodie and starts rooting through pockets looking for shit, Dumps everything out on the counter and digs through it. I don't fight it or anything I'm just essentially saying what everything is. No thats gum, thats my phone, thats my ID. Then he pulls out a bottle of vape juice and acts like a small victory. But i shoot it down. Then theres a random dropper in my hoodie for my vape juice in the basement. (They werent unicorn bottles but screw on caps so i had to bring one from home.) But of course my heart stops knowing exactly what he is thinking and worrying about what he's going to pull. Regardless i get my things back. And the cop says if they find anything just flush it down the toilet. I go downstairs to get my shoes on and get my phone and other misc items. I abandon the snacks i got and his father comes down and digs through shit even more. Or is wondering if im trying to hide shit but the place is a mess and i cut my losses and just grab whatever i can find. The cop gave me a lift home as she was required to. And naturally im locked out since i planned on spending the night out. I'm still tripping just watching the snow on the ground. Trying to call my sister to open the front door. And cant get through. The only option is to mash the doorbell and hope for the best. Im just praying i don't wake up the whole house. Thank goodness she is the one who opens the door. Noone else is awake. The cop asks her if she knows me and she says yes. And the cop just leaves. I'm up for the next 24 hours worrying about everything. So after all is said and done? Here is what happened. My buddy who tweaked, can't remember shit, he blacked out. He apparently called his parents several times while tripping absolute balls. He also apparently has never had acid in his entire life. :suicide: His buddy tracked mud all over. Had to actually run over to the house because his tire popped, then had to pick up his parents, and didnt show up until the end. Me? Afaik im in the free, House could be being watched or something. Idk. My quiet buddy? This is the fucked up part. He left the house we don't know why he did. He ended up at the house behind us, walked in the back door, (im guessing he was simply trying to get back into our place) and ended up getting knocked out with a black eye and a broken nose. And the cops are trying to pin a tresspassing or a breaking and entering charge on him. And he told them EVERYTHING. So i'm worried. Since we've done this together a few times. He has court on the 28th. I hope he ends up alright. :hammered: No police report was filed at the house. About $80 worth of lucy was lost. :facemelt: I'm the bad guy in this case since I told them what we took. :suicide: Don't be irresponsible with drugs folks. Don't lie to your friends either if you want to trip. And make fucking sure you know wtf you're going into. I'm lucky as fuck i didn't freak out since I knew what to expect. My tweaking friend? He didn't and thats never going to end well. Just be fucking responsible about it. Do it when you are 100% certain that no outside factors will interfere or if there are, They're hippies and understand. And if someone lies to you about that you stay the fuck away from them. I learned my lesson about my old friend. tl:dr. Crazy acid trip gets crazier with freaking out people and parents ends with one in hospital and police. :science101:

God damn man. Is this the year of people treating psychs like a party drug? First you, then me, and probably some poor sod out there soon. Let's get some psych. harm reduction info in here, I am too mindfucked to find shit right now but I'll look for everything later. Tripsit.me seems like a good place to go when the shrooms and goat poop hits the fan.

off a dolphin

[QUOTE=geel9;52003241]I cannot recommend against this more. Weed will make your trip STRONGER. Even if it calms NeverGoWest's anxiety, there's no reason to think it will do the same for you. If you're worried about a bad trip, get some xanax or valium. They're benzos, and they're specifically designed to rapidly treat anxiety.[/QUOTE] this, especially if you are inexperienced with psychs, [I]do not[/I] smoke weed. it will rip your world apart.

Eh I didn't think of that. I just heard that psychs and weed go together very well.

[QUOTE=NeverGoWest;52005432]Eh I didn't think of that. I just heard that psychs and weed go together very well.[/QUOTE] they do, but to someone inexperienced you can end up having a pretty horrifying time if you didn't expect it to ramp up 10x.

I find that weed makes the trip feel a lot more dirty as well, it becomes less clean and "woah". instead it becomes more mindfuck and full of hallucinations. I usually enjoy weed on the tail end of the trip at 5-6 hours to bring it back, but I'd rather enjoy the LSD alone during peak. sometimes it can be fun to add weed into the peak because of the intensity but at the same time it feels like I'm missing out on some cool things that LSD only shows when it's the only drug in your system.

[QUOTE=Crumpet;52005725]they do, but to someone inexperienced you can end up having a pretty horrifying time if you didn't expect it to ramp up 10x.[/QUOTE] Thanks man that is super fucking useful. Disregard everything I wrote and enjoy the sun.

Optimal time to smoke while tripping is just past the peak

In Estonia now, only have 4 more days of my vacation. Trying the pot here, and its not the best, but Its something! I really miss my Rude Boy back in the states, that herb was KILLER. My girl loves CID, she got her and her friends 3 tabs. 1 for each of them. One inexperienced user, and my girl who's experienced, with her friend. I'ma just smoke herb while they do that. Apparently the tabs are 210 Ug, hope that all goes well. I don't like cid a lot, but I've done DMT, 2ci, and Salvia a few times. Going to be heading back to the states soon though! Missing home a bit.

[QUOTE=Crumpet;52005414]this, especially if you are inexperienced with psychs, [I]do not[/I] smoke weed. it will rip your world apart.[/QUOTE] I did and it wasn't really as intense as I expected (but also in retrospect I think the tabs might've been weak). Also on Zoloft and practice meditation and shit though so it is hard to get me to truly freak out. Seriously though, I don't get why anyone would do a lot of any drug the first time they try it. Just plain stupid. [editline]24th March 2017[/editline] tbh I think my friends were more freaked out than I was because according to them I "seemed more normal" since I'm often a bit strange and eccentric in person. Probably also because a majority of my trip was me analyzing social relationships. Whatever happened though, that trip really opened my eyes.

just got the job i applied for! gonna smoke a gram in celebration (they don't drug test upon hiring thankfully)

It's that time of a the week again

I havent tried any psychedelics yet but tripping sounds sooo fucking fun, and i know what to expect, plus i dont have any rough patches or slumps in my life right now

Fucking a

[QUOTE=sourcegamer101;52006899]I havent tried any psychedelics yet but tripping sounds sooo fucking fun, and i know what to expect, plus i dont have any rough patches or slumps in my life right now[/QUOTE] Don't go in expecting "fun" in a conventional sense.

[QUOTE=sourcegamer101;52006899]I havent tried any psychedelics yet but tripping sounds sooo fucking fun, and i know what to expect, plus i dont have any rough patches or slumps in my life right now[/QUOTE] It definitely depends on the person but it was such an incredible experience for me. Honestly though I prepared for weeks beforehand doing research and it still blew me away more than I could have prepared for, not saying that's a bad thing. Just have to know enough to change setting or change anything if you feel uncomfortable or start to panic and you should be pretty good. The whole psych experience is surreal and lovely at the right dosage and man is listening to music while tripping just incredible

ive definitely learned my lesson with weed the hard way my first time and do plan on making sure everything is all good when i do ever try shrooms or lsd ill just say this though: if you never smoked before and your friend offers you half of a 500mg THC brownie during art class in 10th grade, do not take it

speaking of acid, i'm going to take a shower then drop 2 100ug tabs

I still need to introduce myself to my new guy. I've had his number in my contacts for a month now and I'm always "nah, maybe today is a bad day for him". Plus I feel that once we meet up my last guy would have to be added to my sold, but not forgotten list.

[QUOTE=Zillamatic;51992674]Going to be seeing Thundercat playing a gig on a boat tomorrow with my best mate. Also gonna be rolling. Will report back.[/QUOTE] So I grossly miscalculated the timings for the roll, resulting in me very gradually coming up during the whole show, and only feeling it during the encore. This is probably due to the two antacid tablets I took (took them because I had a really nasty come up last time and wanted to slow it down). It did mean that I started feeling it as soon as Thundercat played my favourite song in the encore, which was fun. I love his music so I enjoyed it sober anyway. They played a great show- the whole band are just ridiculously skilled musicians, and they improvised over basically every song. We then spent the rest of the night barhopping and chatting shit, crashed back at the hostel and chilled to music until about 4:30 I think. Shit was cash.

What's good for stress and anxiety, and has no addictive effects?