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I've got some things.
I don't do anything now days, but as a teenager I used to a lot.
I didn't really socialize enough to buy real drugs so I ended up doing both DXM And LSA.
I would take a 2nd or third plateau trip and just walk around outside. I was on a trip to the mountains and decided to climb this one mountain alone. I packed a good dose of cough medicine and slammed it in the beginning of the hike. I expected it to hit soon, howver 2-3 hours into the hike I felt absolutely nothing. I find a lake up by the mountain. Absolutely beautiful I play around in it and take a few pictures. Still feel nothing. Go up on a peak to eat a sandwich I packed. As soon as I sat down on a log the drugs hit me. I was blasted with a fuzzy mind and the general disassociation thing . What took me 3 hours before ended up taking about six on the way down. I have no idea how I found the trail and there was a very good chance that I would have gotten lost and died or something similar. I kept falling down hills but I couldn't feel any pain.
I was retarded. (I feel like dxm lead to the terrible decay of my brain in recent years.)
LSA was much better. Took it by my house, I wandered in the woods and on the train tracks at night. It seemed so surreal like it was a video game or something. Realized that casting out my parents was bad and I rebuilt some ties with them that I lost.
Moral of the story, don't do cough syrup ever.
