4 marinols... and a 40 or 2... i spent the next three days puking, and was completely miserable, and i KNOW i was about to die, i was fighting for consciesness, knowing if i go to sleep i may never well wake up. i won't go to hosptials, if i die, i die oh well... about the KNOWNIG i was dying, i can't explain how, i'm a veeeeeeeeeery experienced drug user (probably have done more drugs (diffrent types, not ammounts) then most people on this site, this was diffrent, way diffrent... i wasn't just tripping, i could feel this tuggin on my body, and i was lifting up, but my body wasn't moving at all... and even tho i was scared out of my mind, i was peaceful... i can't explain it, just take my word for it, i was literally on the verge of death, perhaps even one more swig of a 40 could of set off the deadly chain reaction.

drank nearly a 6 pack of corona's and took 30 mg's of valium... had to change "train reaction" to "chain reaction"... yea i'm that fucked up rightnow lol...