Citation: Comfortably Numb. "I Don't Like the Drugs, but the Drugs Like Me: An Experience with Cocaine & Crack (exp20747)". Erowid.org. Dec 6, 2018. erowid.org/exp/20747
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I've done soft (powder) cocaine a few times before and crack as well. I liked both, but never really went on a full out binge. So, my friend calls me up, and tells me has an unreal amount of soft. He picks me up, right away we snort two lines. It kicks in hard, and a few minutes later I am tweaking hardcore.
About 15 minutes after that, we snort two more apiece. At this point I am tweaking very hard after the last two lines. Finally, we go over to someone's house, his parents are gone for the night. Over there they cook down their soft coke into crack, and load a pipe. Before I started hitting the pipe, I snorted another line.
So the pipe gets passed around and reloaded, I hit it twice or so. After hitting it, my mouth was totally numb, and my body is completely numb as well. Everything. I pinch anywhere, I can't feel a fucking thing. I am totally outright fucked out of my mind more than I should be. My auditory senses go haywire, and there is a constant buzzing like sound in my ears after I hit the crack. People's voices and the music just seemed dissonant, like part of a whole different world from mine. As far as in mine, nothing existed but the cocaine, and what it was doing to me. My heart was about to fly out of my chest. I can barely talk I'm tweaking so hard.
So anywho, I wait about 30 minutes to come down for at least a little bit before I do anymore. I snort another line, and the pipe is passed around and reloaded, I hit it about 4 more times. At this point, I'd say I was completely disassociated from the human world. My ability to decipher what was going on in the auditory world around me was completely incapacitated. Soon this is turning into a state of drug induced paranoia. I believe I am so fucked up I will die eventually at some point in the night. My forehead starts to bead sweat very badly, and I'm shaking uncontrollably.
So we leave that house and go to another guys house. I do one more small line there, and go home about 30 minutes later. I thought I was doing ok until I came into the sober environment of my house. In the next two hours, I push at the antipodes of human consciousness and experience. I'm freaking out the whole time, scared to try and go to sleep because I think I won't wake up. The crack is long gone, that only really affects me maybe 30 mins tops before it is completely over. The soft cocaine on the other hand is still doing magic on me, I can feel it coursing through my veins. I honestly think I'm going to die. I put on ziggy Stardust and try to go asleep, but the music ends up scaring me, and every time I close my eyes my eyes pry themselves back open. I cant go to sleep. Finally at some point I fall asleep, and awake feeling ok, but thankful I didn't die the previous night. Never will I binge on cocaine again. I'll do it again, but never a full out binge again. I told some people that used to be big cokeheads and they said I'm lucky to be alive.
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