dude, when im the highest I have ver been i dont remeber it, durrr man
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dude, when im the highest I have ver been i dont remeber it, durrr man
Highest i've ever been was at a party a couple of years ago. Smoked bout an 1/8 of white widow and before i new it I was gone. Didn't think it was that bad til I had a vision that I went to heaven, spoke to Saint Peter and got told it wasn't my time and had to go back. Next thing I know my mate Tim is trying to bring me round ask if i was alright. Totally f*cked. Good times....good times.
Last Saturday, in my friends explorer when we hotboxed it, we smoked like $100 of the best weed he could get and we went through 2 j's and like 10 bowlsand then my friend passed out and we went back inside to my other friends house and kicked some serious ass at halo 2 I mean we literally kicked these bitch ass freshmans ass's, they were talking shit and screaming at us but we were just like yeah sure what ever we still murdering you little whores. Then I went to sleep because I couldn't find my left hand. Also we went through like 6 lighters and lost ALL of them, and I searched the same pocket like 15 times for mine and finall found it on my lap...sorry if you can't understand that but I took some LSD and 4 HBWR seeds on thurs and am still pretty dellusional.
after soen nazis bernt down my house i was liven in a hotel and i baught this shit and took 3 hits and i didnt wana move and when i closed my eyes i saw a dwarf running around yellen and the other time my dog askt me for soem crackers (i got himg high to)
Lol. That's what I think too. All my best highs are lost in the smoke...Quote:
Originally Posted by robert42
But I do remember one incident. I had to stay with my parents for a while, so I had to stay sober for like, a whole week or two. During that time I barely slept for some reason. By the time I left my parents and flew back to my apartment, I hadn't slept for about 4 days. I was a zombie by then. I remember almost feeling like I was stoned, I was so out of it. I was even starting to hallucinate and hear stuff.
So the first thing I do when I reach home is call my dealer and go to get some weed. I had/have this huge crush on my dealer, but he barely even notices me. He usually just gives me the weed, takes the money and that's it. But for some reason, today, on the day that I'm really out of it and looking horrible, he invites me in and asks if I wanna light up with him. Of course I say okay, so we both sit down on his couch.
After just one hit, I got so incredibly stoned. The lack of sleep combined with my weeklong soberness made my high go crazy. I've never felt a high like that, and I never want to again. It was just too intense. I felt this immense pressure all around me like I was sinking, and my ears started to ring. Then I started to get extreme paranoia. My head was spinning too. All my thoughts were running together. My crush was trying to talk to me, but I simply could not talk. I was so overwhelmed by my high, I could only sit there wide eyed and silent.
I knew things were quickly becoming awkward, but there was nothing I could do. I tried to explain how I didn't sleep for a long time and that's probably why I feel so high now, but it came out totally wrong, didn't make much sense, and just ended in a weird look from my crush. So I quit trying to talk and reverted to my silent stonedness.
But things were unbearably awkward by then. My crush was silent too now, apparantly shocked by how weird I was acting. After a long time of us just sitting there, silent, with the tv on but no audio, I finally got up and tried to say goodbye. After that, my crush never invited me in again and my chances with him are definitely gone :( The moral of the story is that sometimes it's not good to be really really high.
I just act very weird in my normal life. That way people aren't weirded out when I act all weird. Plus it keeps the conformists away.
It was the 3rd time id smoked weed and id never been high before i was 13, so i was with 3 of my friends behind a barn and we had 2 1 gram js and i was smoking it and i started to cough then i fell over but i thought someone else fell over and i was just cracking up then my friends picked me up and i didnt know what was really happening cause this was the first time i was high and i looked at my friend and just everything around him went blank and i told him i was in a dream. So we snuck back inside the house and i stood there and was like oh shit i think im having a heart attack. My friends started watching TV and i yelled at them to turn it off cause everything was fucking going insane, my neck felt like it was gonna explode like so high that it hurt. My body had like a scan going up and down it so my friends put me on the couch to lay down and i looked up at them as they asked me if i was ok and theirs voices went so high pitched and everything around them went white but their bodies like turned into paper pictures and with like a huge marker outlining them. And still my neck was going fucking crazy i was holding it and crouching down like whispering to my self trying to make it go away and my friends dad came down stairs and he saw me freaking out and he was like what the fuck it wrong with that kid cause i was holding my neck twitching non stop whispering to myself while yelling at my friends to turn the tv off. Everything was pulsing and there was a crazy techno song going on in my head and i kept hearing a dog bark right next to me that wasnt even there. It was the scariest trip cause i had never been high before i was in my fucking dreams it was so crazy, then i just passed out i think cause i dont know what was going on after that.
I've so high that I started hallucinating ( I saw porn) then b4 long I was comfortably numb while still watching the porn in my head. it was a lesbian orgy with at least 12 girls
when u stop at green lights lol like me :)
I remember one time I ate a white widow brownie. Now I didn't know what white widow was back then and didn't know how much was in this brownie. So I eat it, and am feelin' fine, my buddy comes back and says where's your brownie? I said, well I ate it man, and he just starts laughing. Turns out, there's an 8th of WW in this here brownie, and my schedule opens way to fuck up for about 10 hours. Straight comatose, done son, can't move, can't do anything but watch whatever the fuck was on TV and drool a bit on myself. I was done.