I can laugh now, but just barely. I drink like a priest these days (enough)but thought I might switch it up.
Got hold of some sweet white powder. Looked like any white powder but it was the most expensive white powder I've seen. There is a reason for the price, it was cleaned by seller, the middle man. The middle man offers three versions of this powder, untouched/off the brick, cleaned up and cleaned up like a scientist.
Tried them all. Trip report. Keep in mind I am an addict by nature.
Initial effect was disappointing. I just expected more.
For the police record the amount was just under two grams.
I thought this amount would last several days.
A night of on-line poker lay ahead, addiction number two.
I did well in the game for several hours, but was replenishing with the powder without consideration. Hours meant nothing. Long story short, I missed a day.
I was not aware of the actual day when it all ended.
This is the feeling most dreaded.
I don't foresee a future purchase of this magical white powder as I have a Ritalin prescription. Ultimately they are the same.
Freak. I know. Fuck you bible thumping drive thru fatties.
Sugar suckers.
Just getting ahead of the situation.
Putting out the fire
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