I need pro tips for scoring snow in Miami

not anymore, got out recently

(cont.)

>she pulls out her college ID
>cuts two fine ass lines
>she looks at me
>she knows I’m a coke virgin
>”ready?” she asks
>nod like a fucking retard, don’t even say yes
>she does her line
>it’s really not a sexy thing to watch
>closes her eyes, looks at me again
>”what are you waiting for”
>kill the whole line
>nothing
>I thought it would be instantly effective
>she calls me out, says since it’s my first time, I should stick to one line in order to get a baseline
>decide not to get greedy, after all it’s not my product
>we get out of the car
>notice my boner is gone
>nervousness must have killed it
>fuck, oh well
>get back in line
>honestly more like a crowd so no one says shit
>we’re near the front now
>wait around a few more minutes
>inching closer
>finally get to the door
>show ID (18 and up club)
>bouncer lets us in
>place is fucking crowded
>notice girl is starting to sweat, it’s not even hot outside though
>now I’m sweating
>cocaine is kicking in

Bump

Shut the fuck up you homo
It's an aight thread whereas you're a faggot
Fyck you

(cont.)

>move into the middle of the club
>you would think with all the bodies we’d be feeling hot as hell
>nope
>my body feels like it’s got a current running through it
>starting to feel pretty fucking amazing
>now I know it’s kicking in
>dance like it’s my fucking passion
>I hate dancing
>girl and I are practically fucking on the dance floor
>I’m fingering her
>body and mind on complete autopilot, it’s like I got possessed by a demon, I have no agency
>I’m a spectator to what my body is doing
>she just keeps grinding on me
>it’s so crowded you wouldn’t even notice
>her friends are nowhere to be seen
>dance for what feels like hours
>in hindsight it was maybe 3 songs
>we move out of the crowd towards the back of the club
>there’s a long row of padded seating
>we sit down
>instant headrush, it’s like the entire high hit me at once
>most euphoric moment of my life
>close my eyes just to take it all in
>the sound of the music fills my head
>look up, she’s not next to me anymore
>wondering where she went
>all I see is the crowd

Am still here

Cont

snow=coke

(cont.)

>euphoric feeling didn’t go away after I got up
>I am now constantly euphoric
>walking around like I own the fucking place
>I *really* want to fucking dance again
>moving towards the front of the stage
>feel absolutely stellar
>a hand reaches out and grabs my left arm
>what the fuck
>ew why is the hand wet
>for a split second, I feel a wave of fear and anger wash over me, I am about to deck what just grabbed me
>I’m making out before I realize whats even happening
>it’s the girl again
>apparently she *really* wanted to dance just a few seconds before I did
>my fist is still clenched from almost dropping her
>thankfully she didn’t notice
>she talks but I cant remember what she said now
>gets in front of me, now dancing again
>didn’t finger again
>almost gentlemanly at this point, hands on her hips
>I am starting to notice the passing of time again
>one song feels like one song, but I don’t get fatigued
>we dance for probably the next 20-30 minutes

When does the blizzard come in?

Now this is all happening....in winter?

(cont.)

>suddenly her friends show up again
>greet them like I’ve know them forever
>everyone is still high so they reciprocate
other friends were a dude and a chick
>notice they obviously have been on the outside patio the whole time
>not an drop of sweat on either of them
>meanwhile girl and I have it streaming down our faces
>other chick grabs girl, both disappear into bathroom
>now left with dude, notice his high is much more subdued
>probably was outside to smoke a joint
>I’m still sweating like a motherfucker
>he asks me if I’m ok
>wipe myself off and say yea
>music is very upbeat at this point in the night, it’s getting late
>fist pumping music song after song
>girls come back out, both totally freshened up
>me and other guy are now both soaked
>girls leading us out of the club
>probably 1:45ish AM now (clubs closed out at 2)
>get back to the car
>back seat with girl
>other chick suggests we finish off the rest of the coke
>it’s still on the fucking center console
>open
>at least altoids cans have the little bit of mint dust in them, kinda looks like coke
>plausibly deniable from a distance
>other chick empties coke onto the center console
>pulls out a credit card and starts dividing the last of the coke into 4 lines

:( where'd u go op

Bump

this was on a unusually cool night in late summer

(cont.)
>each line is only enough for a bump
>maybe 1/3rd of a normal line
>chick in front pulls out a 10 and goes first, then passes it off to the guy in the driver seat
>not feeling sober, but definately not feeling as high as I was earlier
>girl does the next line
>didn’t get sexier the second time
>my turn
>do half the line and get off track
>snorting air
>come back up and open my eyes
>still half a line
>only person who noticed was the guy in front
>smirking, doesn’t say anything though
>10/10 guy
>I go back down and finish the line
>sit back and wait for the high to hit again
>blink-182 playing through the stereo
>high kicks in a lot faster this time
>feel amazing again
>honest to god felt like a new man
>everyone else though is still calm
>moment of clarity when I realize my tolerance is way less than theirs
>notice it’s after 2am now
>guy in the front seat looks almost asleep, chick in front is on her phone
>girl next to me looking out window
>dude in drivers seat shoots up
>throws the car in drive and peels off
>caught all of us off guard
>down the street a block, hang a right and enter neighborhood
>older multi story houses
>go for a few more minutes
>there’s a house with lights on
>dude pulls car in, puts car in park
>sloped driveway, doesn’t engage parking brake
>judgementalstare.jpg
>get out, go inside house

ok last reply was too long, I’m tired and don’t feel like writing it out again

long story short

>it was his friends house, other dude and other chick went in bedroom, don’t know what happened.
>me and girl fucked on couch in living room, I came inside her (nothing came of it) and we went to sleep
>woke up the next day and she didnt know or care who I was
>I walked out, walked back to the club and went home
>never say any of them again
>tested negative at MEPS for any drugs

the end

Let me contribute

A short one

>Be me
>Junior year
>Fall for LSD meme
>Been watching too many YouTube vids and don't have shit else to do so why not, I'm a loner either way
>Somehow find a guy even though i'm aforementioned loner
>"20 bucks"
>Alright
>"Wait for a day or two"
>Fast forward let's say Monday
>Skip class to get acid
>Take it and follow his instructions "put under tongue and let it dissolve" (it was on an airhead)
>Go to class and it kicks in after a half hour
>I forget how to spell still and a nigger flipping a card suddenly seems..... Odd
>Not the nigger but the card just doesn't... Seem right
>I'm here
>FF to when I get home and I see dancing patterns
>FF to now when i still don't live in the normal reality

Sorry for shitty greentext
Helluva long story and I think it's boring
Also one of my first greentexts

Bumping thread

bump

Cont?
To me my story seems really shitty
Like really

>snow

no one thinks you're cool OP

>FF to now when i still don't live in the normal reality
care to explain?

I know things are things
I'm aware of my own ignorance
I know this is reality but why the fuck is it so false? So odd? Time passes
I am me but that second is dead
That me is dead but here
I don't see things the way "normal" people do
I'm quiet but I'm always trying to understand the most basic of things because this is so hard to comprehend
Things don't seem the same anymore

Tldr said a lot but said nothing (confusion)

t. NPC who woke up after acid trip