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drug-induced body-art [27 Sep 2006|06:43pm]

lolita_porn
STORY (the uber short version)
once upon a time all my friends do drugs lots. once, anah and kelsey got me quasi-naked and got highlighters. then drawing ensued. then photos.

mainly-naked, glowing woman under the cutCollapse )

//[LusyD.]
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[07 May 2006|10:56pm]

untold_desires
[ mood | tired ]

Jeez, am I the only one who's been writing down stuff while they're high lately? LOL. But here's some more.

I had a really cool trip Saturday night while on about... oh, I'd estimate maybe 200-ish mg of DXM, 10 mg cyclobenzaprine, and 1 mg clonazepam. Plus a couple of cigarettes, but that doesn't make much of a difference.

Anyways, I was at my grandparents' house so I went outside and layed down by the lake between a couple of trees and looked up at the stars. There were all kinds of noises around me; frogs, crickets, ducks, loons. Anyways, I came back in and I was tripping out pretty good, and I just started to type what came to my mind. I remember some of the stuff I was writing at the very beginning but after that I can't remember any of it. Pretty cool, I guess. Here it is, in it's raw, unedited form:

writings behind the cutCollapse )

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Trance keep sbeeting [04 May 2006|04:24am]

untold_desires
[ mood | bouncy ]

Time is not time here
Soaring through the one dark sky
Dextromethorphan

There I wroteahaiku. Gaaah... when I'm intosicated only my poetry comes out right cuz'aaaaaaaaai then is when I'm so fucused. But right now Iam roking back and forth... jittery, jittery, jittery... Turning around is hard... if I tried to stand up I'd priobly make aan ass out of myslef. But hen again, I'm dalone.

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Self-denial for liberation [29 Apr 2006|01:22pm]

untold_desires
[ mood | high ]

Craving a taste
A necessity misplaced
Days go to waste
For an action in haste
Cannot feed the need
Must follow the creed
Or I'll bleed
Like a broken seed
Down, down, down
A sentimental frown
A strange macabre clown
The loser wears the crown
Just deal with the pain
I've got all to gain
My heart tells my brain
But my brain is slain
No worth
On this earth
To one of mirth
For the girth
Of narcissistic navel-gazing
A little patch of green blazing
Keep the high amazing
To deal with hazing
One more high
Smoke, cut, or die
I've got to fly
Don't ask me why

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a poem untitled [12 Apr 2006|07:20pm]

untold_desires
I found this piece of paper that I remember from a while ago, writing it down while I was very high & drunk. I can't remember if I had any coke that night or not. But I do remember freaking out and asking my friend for a notebook, because I saw this community and wanted to try out being creative while drugged. ^_^ It's written in sharpie! Lol. Anyways, here it is:

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I can feel the synergy
Flowing through me
As the music beats
To the sound of my heart

Lights, sound, action
Its all the same
Sensory perception
Aided by earth-given forces

A rhythm truly of life
Just pump to the night's beat
One flash of wisdom
And the magick is gone

Let gelatinous saccharin substance
Flow through eternity

Peace

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I'd love to hear feedback if you guys have any. Also, if you're a stoner who likes to chat with other stoners, come check out 420_stoner_street. They seem pretty cool.


420_stoner_st
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high on percocet [29 Nov 2005|05:17pm]

obscured_exile
[ mood | high ]

bitter pills
and sexual thrills
addiction made heavy
relations gone steady
incense burns
my stomache churns
no food only meds
whites,yellows and reds
conversation out of bliss
affection,warmth and a thick red kiss
addiction is my lover
opiates are my mother
never break away or i will insanly cry and cry
the come down is crashing from the sky
tingles and the itch
feinding and the twitch
no needles no smoke
just a bitter white pill now dont you choke

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[05 Mar 2005|12:06am]

apathys_cure
So I have this theory. I just learned about the whole color not being real thing. For those of you who are as dumb as I am- turns out color is something that the eye sees as a reflection of the light off an object. Different colors result from how it reflects off something because of how the molecules are joined together and how far apart they are. An optical illusion is something that the eye sees that isn’t there- like a reflection off molecules making you think color is there when it isn’t. Therefore, color is an optical illusion. Everything is the same shade of gray, including people. So if you follow me- everyone is the same color, we look different because of the way or molecules are structured and how the light reflects back.
This means that race doesn’t exist, if we turned out the lights and it was pitch black, we’d all be the same shade. If color doesn’t exist, then neither does race. So racism is also an optical illusion. This thing that’s caused so many problems isn’t even real- we’ve taken something that we think is real and then made it real when its not even there. Race is a man made problem, and even though we've known that all along, now we have proof.
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I hear my life force in my head. [16 Feb 2005|11:07pm]

no27
I just freaked myself out somehow. I am higher than shit and I could have sworn I could hear my heart beating in my ears so loud I thought someone was banging on the door. I put my hand up to my heart and felt it beating in unison with the noise for a few seconds and then the noise stopped.
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[07 Jan 2005|02:32pm]

apathy_prime
[ mood | fucked ]

Weed lortab and tuss. ahhhhh.....



Lemme tell you chilin just thinkin
if i took to much would my tank bust
would i go to the thrid quadralateral of the 3rd division of the turd bashers commitee bungalo
i mean i couldn't take any more of this wooly ring worm patrol
it was the run of 3 that took the 5 by suprise
and then it was end

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[07 Jan 2005|01:39am]

twiggith
hiii everyone ;D im new to the community! thought i'd post some high art if anyone is interested.

http://img31.exs.cx/img31/63/answer7ev.png

...by the way, infected mushroom is fucking crazy ;D
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i still cant get over how sleeping still scares me... [30 Aug 2004|03:40am]

trinity666
So things have calmed down and I am starting to feel normal again... I know what it's like to be sleepy again, but still I think it's more sinister than "ALL BETTER" because all better doesn't exsist. Not where I come from at least. This is somebody's idea of a joke, I'm sure, and tired or not, I'm still afriad to go to sleep. And you'd think it all would get better, but UNFORTUNATELY we cannot help you sir... God, I'm a wreck. Watched Darkness Falls for the first time and I CRIED because "I'M AFRAID OF THE DARK, TOO!" and I am. I mean I don't think you quite GET it... You don't GET it, I can't quite figure out how it is I have been able to SLEEP without thinking about it for the past 19 years of my life. You know even when I was tweeked out I could sleep? "Oh, it's okay, I took a nap!" and I did, it was 18 hours ago, for 2 hours. Not even that anymore. I can't sleep. I'm not really sure what I'm going to do. And it's mind over matter because sleeping pills don't work. Hah. Man I got crossed off THAT list so fast. Shit. Oh well. Oh well, what can I do, right?
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Robaxin haiku [11 Jul 2004|03:03am]

spacekadette
[ mood | loose ]


Brain is a muscle
I guess, since it's gone loose too.
Methocarbamol.

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Cocaine Girl [29 Apr 2004|03:38pm]

patriotdancer03
[ mood | peaceful ]

Dance for me lover
let this show who you are
Recite your lines and more touch the table
Give me a boy with a blade and a soft touch
Who plays with a girl all in white
I haven't seen the crimson drops
but I know I fear them
Play in the clouds
Hold me when I freeze inside
You warm me and you warned me
Euphoria deafened me
Your eyes stopped holding me 'til the moon fell
I daydreamed in a technicolor rush
While a dark sun was rising
A happy kind of burning
Wrapped in liquid insanity and smothered in smoke
Can you see me with eyes that will keep me
Dream here so I don't wake alone

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[09 Mar 2004|03:52am]

dejaxentendu
I love up trees like its christmass time. I love everything about it. I love that feeling when I walk in my front door after scoring, knowing that Im safe and can get lost in myself. I love the pre-high jitters I get when Im rolling the blunt. The taste as I light and deeply inhale, its a taste thats so smooth and soothing kinda like hot chocolate in the winter. I enjoy the coughing knowing that the stuff is just doing its job. I love the on set when I can feel the saliva in my mouth drawing back, and a warm glow coming on, and then thats when I know...thats when Im at peace, I always then have a menthol cigarette and just indulge...
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[11 Jan 2004|08:33pm]

safetycamefirst
[ mood | wired ]

i don't think anyone who hasn't done speed
could ever understand this feeling
of utter pleasure at thinking so much
about so many different odds and ends
that the mind is overwhelmed
and it all runs together and blurs
to the point that you don't need
to be moving or doing or speaking
instead everything is stopped
and you're awake but not
on your back on a bed
staring at the ceiling
thinking of absolutely nothing
and it's scary how tempting
it is to live in that mindset
every opportunity that appears.



just joined the community, that was running through my mind, because i just spent hours doing exactly that because i've been tweaking for about two days now.. speed would obviously be my numero uno choice.. followed by nothing. i've grown out of all the rest of the drugs.. but i used to love acid and methadone.. never much liked pot but we all have our stoner phases, don't we... and my name is phil.

as sick as it is, i love the paranoia on meth.. it's like a scary movie.. i pity the fool who actually becomes consumed by drug-induced fear.. and my paranoia started creeping in last night so i got to go to my job this morning and work 9 hours in mortal fear of everyone and everything. it was great. :)

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cocaine and concerta... and zoloft, and klonopin, and nicotine, and strattera. [05 Jan 2004|01:52pm]

paper_crane
chemicals.

do you want a feeling, an experience, or both?

do you prefer your reality enhanced, distorted, or non-existent?

do you want to speed time up, slow it down, or temporarily suspend it?

chemicals can make anyone a temporary god.
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don't take my shit [21 Nov 2003|03:23am]

xontae
[ mood | pissed off ]

Why do people try to rip you off and play you like your stupid when your high? Seriously It is a huge mistake on the culperates part. Seriously don't try to steal someones fix, cause they will get nasty and violent. Seriously I may be high, but I know when someones trying to scam me. I didn't grow up in the fucking sticks or something. Trust I will fight to the end for what is rightfully mine. When I am high I take a lot more risks for that bag, whether it be a 5, a dime, or an O. Don't fuck with me and try and take my shit. Especially if you didn't earn it. I am so pissed off right now. What a fucking buzz kill. Never try to rip an angry white girl off for her weed. Cause seriously its not cool.

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[14 Nov 2003|06:50pm]
diebitch
[ mood | excited ]

Hi people. I'm new, welcome me!

I'm finally off probation, give me free drugs! =P

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cocaine. [01 Nov 2003|12:53pm]

_nonfiction
[ mood | unbelievable. ]

Pick your drug of choice. i will choose self-destruction with grace and class. you can choose power and masculinity. it's odd how the littlest bit of white purity can hold me together from the wreck you made me become. but how dare me blame you. you did absolutely nothing ... exactly, you watch as you let me mix this into my blood. the same blood that pumps to my heart. the same heart that tells me every minute of every hour of every day that I fucking love you. That still hasn't changed but I can't really seem to see my future. It's all getting too blurry. and my mind is racing to fast. I am going to crash and I feel like I'm going 100 miles per hour. don't worry though, I will have a smile on my face.

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I'm new [06 Sep 2003|06:36pm]

erratickelsie
[ mood | sketchy ]

I just found this community, this is from a couple days ago...


I wrote this when I was tweakingCollapse )

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