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Experiences with MDMA?
>be me a month ago. December 13th.
>had tried to kill myself the night before and now covered in old vomit.
>call my friend and tell him about it so he invites me to a party to get me out of the house, says I haven’t seen daylight in awhile.
>go to this party because he was right, hadn’t been to any social gatherings because I’m a self loathing autistic fuck.
>go to the party and quietly sit in a corner while Chad friend talks to two qts at once.
>sit there for 20 minutes before he comes back with one of the chicks for me. Am very grateful for Chad bro.
>”hey anon, want to do molly?”
>who?
>Chad best friend laughs and sells me .2g for 20 dollars
>30 minutes later rolling face.
>made out with guys and girls.
>love it so much keep coming back 4 days in a row to do more molly.
>Chad best friend starts backing off, doesn’t talk as much as we use to.
>whatever. Can’t keep up with me, get left in the dust, boyo.
>drug dealer gets concerned and says he doesn’t want me becoming a vegetable.
>fuck you I do what I want
>lie and say I’m buying it to sell to some friends, he hesitantly sells me 1.5 g
>Chad best friend gets even more distant, dealer told him.
>think about what he says and tries to hold off
> 3 day later, railing coke and molly in a McDonald’s bathroom.
>feelsbadman.jpg
>don’t understand why it’s feeling bad, scared of broccoli so I try to hold off
>3 days later take another .25g
>feelsworseman.jpg
>be yesterday took another .25g
>be an hour ago, can’t remember a lot of stuff. Forgot it was 2018, head feels hot, brain splitting headaches, heart beating fast.
>talk to Chad best friend because I don’t know what to do. He doesn’t want to talk but senses my panic.
>if I die tonight at least let me know what I did wrong.
>”dude, you’re gay.”
>Chad bro more upset that I kissed guys than my drug problem.
>mfw I remembered I kissed guys and forgot to say no homo.
>mfw I finish my metamorphosis into broccoli.
>be me a month ago. December 13th.
>had tried to kill myself the night before and now covered in old vomit.
>call my friend and tell him about it so he invites me to a party to get me out of the house, says I haven’t seen daylight in awhile.
>go to this party because he was right, hadn’t been to any social gatherings because I’m a self loathing autistic fuck.
>go to the party and quietly sit in a corner while Chad friend talks to two qts at once.
>sit there for 20 minutes before he comes back with one of the chicks for me. Am very grateful for Chad bro.
>”hey anon, want to do molly?”
>who?
>Chad best friend laughs and sells me .2g for 20 dollars
>30 minutes later rolling face.
>made out with guys and girls.
>love it so much keep coming back 4 days in a row to do more molly.
>Chad best friend starts backing off, doesn’t talk as much as we use to.
>whatever. Can’t keep up with me, get left in the dust, boyo.
>drug dealer gets concerned and says he doesn’t want me becoming a vegetable.
>fuck you I do what I want
>lie and say I’m buying it to sell to some friends, he hesitantly sells me 1.5 g
>Chad best friend gets even more distant, dealer told him.
>think about what he says and tries to hold off
> 3 day later, railing coke and molly in a McDonald’s bathroom.
>feelsbadman.jpg
>don’t understand why it’s feeling bad, scared of broccoli so I try to hold off
>3 days later take another .25g
>feelsworseman.jpg
>be yesterday took another .25g
>be an hour ago, can’t remember a lot of stuff. Forgot it was 2018, head feels hot, brain splitting headaches, heart beating fast.
>talk to Chad best friend because I don’t know what to do. He doesn’t want to talk but senses my panic.
>if I die tonight at least let me know what I did wrong.
>”dude, you’re gay.”
>Chad bro more upset that I kissed guys than my drug problem.
>mfw I remembered I kissed guys and forgot to say no homo.
>mfw I finish my metamorphosis into broccoli.
