DOSE:

2 lines

insufflated

Methamphetamine

(powder / crystals)

BODY WEIGHT:

140 lb

I came up with this....it summed it up (the rythem of The Raven)

Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I pondered, getting teary
over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore
While I stumbled nearly hopping
suddenly there came a chopping
as if someone perhaps tweaking
tweaking on my chamber door
Tis some lonely partier entreating entrance at my door

Just one line, and nothing more

Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in early September
and the lines so white and tender
awaiting uptake through my nose.

Eagerly I sought the high,
vainly I had sought to buy
from my lines surcease of lseep
sleep that obrepted so much more.

From that nefarious state that's such a chore.
Banished here for evermore.

And the sniffling, burning, snorting
times too late for aborting
Thrilled me
Filled me
with fantastic feelings never felt before.
So that now to still the beating,
of my heart, I stood repeating
'Here is Tina, we're a meeting'
Just one line and nohtihg more

Presently my nose grew stronger,
hesitating then no longer
ended my poem, that was it,
because right now, I'm twacked as shit.

Exp Year: 2002	ExpID: 16527
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Aug 10, 2018	Views: 1,293
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