The Marijuana Forum had a thread like this. so i fgured we should make one here. Post which things kill your roll! 1.Loss of music completly obliterated my roll the last time i ate a bomb.. lets # them too!!
#3 Analyzing your roll - (Getting stuck thinking about how good you feel instead of just feeling it) *Also a good way to freak out*
leaving any said event that you were at. like when you are driving home, or chillin after you may still be all stimulated, but your funness will drop like gangbusters
So last night I was rolling with phearhendrix. We were both rolling face and we decided to go into the mall. Possibly my worst moment on ecstasy; we were sitting at a table and I looked up and my parents were about 100 feet away from me. It freaked me out so horribly, but thankfully they didnt see me. Its a pretty funny story looking back.
#7 Going out in cold winter conditions for a bit too long. Feels good at first, but after a few minutes it ruins my roll.
#8 eating shitty bombs like mCPP, BZP or anything that doesnt contain an MDxx (yellow bart simpsons, blue/purple decepticons) #9 knowing it takes 3 -5 pills to be able to roll again even after abstaining longer then a year =/
*Having to go anywhere! I mean, walking to 711 is one thing but having to take public transit, go far away or go to a party after you've started to come down? Yikes.
I agree with this one. I was enjoying my last trip so much at this club and once they kicked everyone outside, the sun was out and I was instantly back in reality. That shit suckkkkkkedddddddddddd
I had the single best high of my life on a pill my dealer created, which was MDMA with something that started with "T" and had like 5 letters in it. I found out later it was a piperzine but the two together actually made for the most beautiful, lovely experience in the world! The tragic part was we took it at 4pm, with plans to go to my friend's grandma's house (45 minutes on the bus each way) and then come back downtown to a friend's house for a coke night. It was freezing outside and it was 10pm on a Friday night in the heart of downtown Vancouver. We left the house and I actually thought I would have to go back I was so cold walking that 10 minutes to the bus stop. When we finally got on I was hit with a wave of heat, and found myself surrounded by people on their way home from work or out to the club. I managed to get a seat but within a minute or two, my glasses started to fog up *from the heat radiating off my face*. The thought of the night we had planned approaching made me panic. The thought of the bus ride made me panic. After 15 minutes of dead-slow traffic and getting halfway across downtown, I apologized to my friend and told him I had to get off and go home. Thankfully, he's super-understanding in these situations. Back to the street to wait for my bus for another 10 minutes, FREEZING and shivering and feeling like I was losing my mind a bit. Then back onto the hot, crowded bus for 15 minutes. 10 minutes walking (well, running haha) and I finally, finally got home, where I cuddled up in blankets and hung out for the rest of the night, comfy and happy Basically, the moral of my story is that plans for AFTER you do e is the worst idea ever Another things that destroys a good roll for me is hanging out with assholes. Mean and judgemental people, or just douchebags in general can ruin a night.
