So today my friends bringing me a few xanax bars and I figure ill take one tonight and smoke some dank with my friends, in honor of MLK and everything lol. But anyways I've only done xanax once I took 1 and a half footballs, then I drank a beer and smoked a blunt. After about 3 more beers I bought 10 k pins, gave away 3 and took 7 and drank like 4 or 5 more beers. Long story short I got mega fucked up and kicked out of my friends house at 4 in the morning, woke up and dident remmember shit. But the point of my story is this: I don't remmember what the xanax high was like because I forgot the whole night. What's it like? Lol and please don't just say "u get fucked up" because as that may be true it doesent tell me anything.
Is this you or quoting someone else?
Remember when you thought I was talking bs cause I probably should have grabbed the wine glass off you but I was smoked and didn't notice you kept topping it up without really drinking from it, until big G's apartment was covered in wine.
Next day you can't remember a thing and I'm hyper-ventilating cause I know Xanax-amnesia is Total non-Recall. Whiteout. Can't remember how that panned out, you trusted me or something maybe and I breathe sigh of relief. G's apartment was really painted red. You were going up and down the stairs and everything, exploring and quite a lot of energy really. I was half-drooling.
That was kind of a bittersweet visit, cause of the Delilahs and their moody-enhancing shenanigans. Also I was still in love with a 3 or 4 year old illusion. That's never going to be a mood-enhancing formula. Is G still being milked by those hussies? He's got a big heart that boy.
Real big heart.
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xanax is one of those kinds of things where, if you aren't physically addicted to the fuckers and vomitting if you go a couple hours without
I had a pretty bad dependency thing going on when I'd out-'witted' imbecilic corrupt psychs who thought they were going to Christian hijack me on bribes for scripts in Manila, but I've never even heard of nausea being a side-effect of benzo addiction?
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you might as well not fucking bother in the first place.
I think Xanax is dangerous but comments like this...where's the logic. You're just asserting shit, you're not really making a coherent argument. You're basically saying "Unless you're addicted to Xanax already, you should never bother with it." But you haven't made an argument, aside from implied dependency hint. That's never going to convince anyone, is it?
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Few sips of anything throat syrupy with codein in it and you'll be on air, and because it's horrible horrible cough medicine your brain doesn't easily make the connection. Meaning it's a little less addicting.
What? You're saying codeine = Xanax but better because it's a "little less" addictive? What are you dribbling about.
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I know ~8 long time friends
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Also xanax needs uppers, you never mix downers with downers unless you have a death wish
Blistering homespun wisdom. Does a stitch in time really save nine?
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I CAN BUY WHISKY IF I DAMN WELL PLEASE
BUT NOT
A HOT
MOTHERFUCKING
SANDWICH
They give you the rope the same way they give the rope to the 14-16 year old single mothers that horrified my existential soul in 2002 when I saw them lined up in Elizabeth, Adelaide cashed up on welfare day with cash-cow babies and cashing-in pedophile boyfriends with their mullets, their goatees, their dour awkward hesitant manners but most importantly of all, their 18+ cards. I instantly understood something horrifying was happening on a national scale. They had all the freedom to buy liquor, cigarettes, disposal diapers and / or food. What are food stamps? We pay welfare in cash to 14 year old single mothers in Australia and $5000 cash bonanza bonuses per bun popped out of their ovan/s. Because that's the mothers to incentivize. The ones that get pregnant for 5 big ones.
They give you the rope like they give 14 year old girls exploited by grown men.
It's up to you whether you hang yourSelf.
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either way I intend on making life as enjoyable for others as I can.
Just keep talking about it. Tell us what you gonna do next?
And after that?
Say, that's grand.
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or renting out a very cozy hotel room for my last few on earth. A hotel built sturdy like, with firm reinforced bathroom walls.
right bob?
I can't fail at literally EVERYTHING I DO ffs.
Wait what? What are the firm reinforced bathroom walls for? Oh the bullet? Tell me more. Why not sleeping pills? My knowledge on this subject is sorely lacking. It's just a little too grim to Google.
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