BlondeBabe420
Active Member
hey so i wanna share my story about the first time i did dxm, its kind of long...
i was sixteen at the time. it was on a friday and i just got out of school. i met up with some friends and we took oxycodones. after some time, we realized they weren't kicking in so later that night we went to walgreens and bought a couple boxes of triple c's. we went back to a friends house after and popped them. people have told me that if its your first time your only suppose to take 7, but i doubled that and took 14. everyone else did 18 but they've also done it in the past. immediatly after we started taking shots, which is the dumbest idea ever. it was 9pm when we took the ccc. at 9:30 i was feeling fine so all of us went to our friends party. it was only two streets away so we decided to walk. that's when i felt it starting to kick in. it was so strong. i was tripping out on the cracks in the sidewalk.
we got to the party and there was a bunch of kids hanging out in the front yard. i couldn't handle all of these people and all of the noise. it was crazy. i sat down on the porch and passed out for a couple minutes. this guy got me a water bottle but even putting my mouth on it was so hard to do. after that moment, my memory just jumps. i can't remember alot.
so the next thing i know, it's 11:15pm. im sitting at a bench in a park with 6 guys and 1 girl. they were all drinking but realized i was freaking out. they kept saying they were my friends but i couldn't tell. i kept asking what my name was, where the fuck i was at, and where my other friends went. the dxm hit me so hard, i thought i was having a bad trip. i needed a drink badly and they wouldnt let me have liquor so i attempted to walk to this water fountain in the park. i couldnt do anything! i fell and they helped me up. then this guy marcus, i felt his lips go onto mine, and i blacked out.
when i woke, i was sitting on some steps with this guy steve who i had just met that night. we were making out, but i had no idea what was happening. he pulled me behind this building to hook up. i kept saying i didnt know what i was doing but we weren't stopping. it was 3:30am.
by 4am, i had awoken again. i was with 4 of the guys i'd been with at the park. we were sitting inside of a classroom. they asked me if i was still tripping, and i said yes but i really didnt want to be. they said i was gonna be okay and for once, i actually felt safe that night. then they told me everything. they told me that i had been molested by four boys that night. i could barley remember two. they said we broke into a school, just because they were drunk and high. then i blacked out, again.
i woke up with only two them. we were at a small party at this chicks house. the dxm in my body was FINALLY coming down. it was 5 in the morning. so the two guys told we were gonna go back to his house but i had enough for one night. i needed to get home. at 6am, i walked through my front door, told my parents a bullshit story, and slept til sunday.
my advice, only take dxm with close friends you trust and at a place you feel comfortable. do not stay out all night on it.
i was sixteen at the time. it was on a friday and i just got out of school. i met up with some friends and we took oxycodones. after some time, we realized they weren't kicking in so later that night we went to walgreens and bought a couple boxes of triple c's. we went back to a friends house after and popped them. people have told me that if its your first time your only suppose to take 7, but i doubled that and took 14. everyone else did 18 but they've also done it in the past. immediatly after we started taking shots, which is the dumbest idea ever. it was 9pm when we took the ccc. at 9:30 i was feeling fine so all of us went to our friends party. it was only two streets away so we decided to walk. that's when i felt it starting to kick in. it was so strong. i was tripping out on the cracks in the sidewalk.
we got to the party and there was a bunch of kids hanging out in the front yard. i couldn't handle all of these people and all of the noise. it was crazy. i sat down on the porch and passed out for a couple minutes. this guy got me a water bottle but even putting my mouth on it was so hard to do. after that moment, my memory just jumps. i can't remember alot.
so the next thing i know, it's 11:15pm. im sitting at a bench in a park with 6 guys and 1 girl. they were all drinking but realized i was freaking out. they kept saying they were my friends but i couldn't tell. i kept asking what my name was, where the fuck i was at, and where my other friends went. the dxm hit me so hard, i thought i was having a bad trip. i needed a drink badly and they wouldnt let me have liquor so i attempted to walk to this water fountain in the park. i couldnt do anything! i fell and they helped me up. then this guy marcus, i felt his lips go onto mine, and i blacked out.
when i woke, i was sitting on some steps with this guy steve who i had just met that night. we were making out, but i had no idea what was happening. he pulled me behind this building to hook up. i kept saying i didnt know what i was doing but we weren't stopping. it was 3:30am.
by 4am, i had awoken again. i was with 4 of the guys i'd been with at the park. we were sitting inside of a classroom. they asked me if i was still tripping, and i said yes but i really didnt want to be. they said i was gonna be okay and for once, i actually felt safe that night. then they told me everything. they told me that i had been molested by four boys that night. i could barley remember two. they said we broke into a school, just because they were drunk and high. then i blacked out, again.
i woke up with only two them. we were at a small party at this chicks house. the dxm in my body was FINALLY coming down. it was 5 in the morning. so the two guys told we were gonna go back to his house but i had enough for one night. i needed to get home. at 6am, i walked through my front door, told my parents a bullshit story, and slept til sunday.
my advice, only take dxm with close friends you trust and at a place you feel comfortable. do not stay out all night on it.
. Well...maybe that not a bad thing....go ahead with the agent lemon....never mind me. 
