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ChetMagongalo wrote:after my bills coming up, I'm gonna have almost no money unless I can sell something

could give plasma
or some semen
or....some dark alley transaction that concludes with some combination of your plasma and someone else's semen
or a pawn shop, that might be safer

I can't remember if i already took 20mg of valium..........or if i need to

Uncle Grandfather wrote:I can't remember if i already took 20mg of valium..........or if i need to

If you can't remember, you definitely don't need any more(for the moment ) A buddy of mine named Chris gave me two kolonopins. I asked him what one will do. He responded with, "I don't know, I just went straight to two and passed out!" Don't do a "Chris" be careful with pills!

I own two David Guetta cd's and enjoy them very much! Well, Niki Minaj gets on my nerves.

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Klonopin is my jam. You do tend to forget how much you've taken though. I'll typically just pop a handful of k-pin (like 4 or 5 mg), grab some beers and sink into the couch as deep as possible. You also build up a tolerance very quickly.

However I'm not exactly a great example. kids.

Ever since I blacked out in a chinese restaurant, I've avoided taking pills like the plague. My leg was twitching and I was drooling all over the place. It was pretty bad.

You sure it wasn't the msg?

Jk, you bring up a good point, "chill pills" are much better for home usage, not going out and partying.

My boyfriend kept trying to get me to eat the sauce. You know, have that sodium get my heart rate up. He said I barely had a pulse. I took four generic xanax's within 2 hours. Each pill was chased with a beer. I don't know how many mg's they were, but the girl that gave them to me warned me to only take one. OOPS!!!

I've never taken xanax but from what I've seen with others that shit seems to hit people way harder and more abruptly than k-pin.

But I'm not sure I've ever met anyone who eats benzos like I do. It's like hungry hungry hippos for the week and a half after I refill my script.

I don't know man. My weed dealer has a friend that got injured working construction. He pops and snorts pills all day everyday.

I'm hungry hungry hungry hippos with smoke and beer

Whenever I listen to Torche's Harmonicraft album really loud while I'm driving, I imagine the stereo is sending out waves of pulsing rainbow laser beams to bring the rock to innocent bystanders.
It is a lot of fun.

i may have something BIG coming up...like save my ass, turn my life around, get me to a decent place to live with a good job BIG. and i'm terrified that i won't be able to find the parts of myself i need to actually do it, to move across the country and be functional again, to actually work every day and be successful. i'm trying to visualize myself doing these things and it's tough. but if i want a life, i kind of have to do it. assuming that "leading candidate" turns into "you're hired."

Do it dubs! Kick some ass!

Man, you've already slogged through enough bullshit that if it (hopefully) pans out, one last trip won't be a thing. So worth it.

it's not so much the trip as the being there and being able to be a regular working person again, getting up with the clock to take a shower and get breakfast in time. i haven't worked but seven days in over three years. but the culture at the company is supposed to be supportive and all i can figure is to be honest and try hard, to say "please bear with me while i get used to this again." i spent a lot of time today searching my heart and soul for the guy i used to be before my heart and life were broken, and particularly before the bad depression got to me in October/November. trying to remember what it's like to be heading for something rather than away from everything i've known.

I'm pretty sure that 98% of the people who actively listen to Motley Crue are assholes, even if they're not aware of it.