I spent $75 dollars on this. Many unsuspecting individuals have seen me on the stairs of my apartment complex taking massive rips off this pile of shit every night or so. Should I keep myself safe?

tonights gonna be a good night

I did not censor the dad's butt crack but I feel it is for the best.

https://old.reddit.com/r/PortlandOR/comments/1am6mxk/plan_to_roll_back_oregons_measure_110_draws?sort=controversial

https://old.reddit.com/r/oregon/comments/1am7u8b/plan_to_roll_back_m110?sort=controversial

50mg of dph in every 3ml

so imagine u just need some real sleep (ur actually tired not a druggie) and pour a medicine cup of this shit.

if you pour 10ml of this shit ur on about 166mg of dph (dph is commonly known as benadryl. in large doses it is a deleriant hallucinogen.)

if you pour 20ml then u are on 333mg of dph (at this range u are definitely going to trip. for my weight this is a threshold dose)

if you got those 30ml cups and pour some of this shit you are definitely tripping balls u finna be seeing Satan dragging you and yo granny to heck n shit 🤣🤣 spiders n snakes coming to get yo butt fasho neighbor 😭😭

not to mention if u think "darn this shit not helping me sleep I better take some more". nah neighbor yo butt goin straight to the afterlife it's over for you

for those of yall who don't know what dph is go to /r/dph or google dph abuse that shit is wicked ur literally better off takin heroin than this shit

My "friends" stopped talking to me about two years ago, it was during the worst of the pandemic. I loved those guys like my brother (who also used to hang out with us), it's a shame they didn't feel the same.

I've lost all my confidence, I genuinely hate myself. I have lots of reasons to feel like this, however most of them come from habits my old friends used to have.

I got into this drug called dxm, you've probably heard about this drug if you haven't had a job before (or are like 13 yrs old lol). I also started smoking a lot of weed on top of that.

I did it like 3-4 times a week all the way back from when those frickers ditched me to now, though my usage has skyrocketed. I just do it because it literally makes me feel like I'm dying, it's great and so euphoric because I actually want to frick8ng die lol.

Recently I've been finding myself thinking about my old friends romantically for some fricking reason, I guess my brain wants to make me feel like a bigger joke than I already am. I never really looked at them that way, however I do remember thinking that one of my friends in particular had a really nice butt.

The problem is that I'm religous, christianity is not very fond of homosexuality. Luckily I'm bi so it's easy-ish to hide my sexuality, though I prefer boys because girls are too much drama.

I just hate myself, everything about myself disgusts me. I get into these thought loops where the only thing that exists in my mind is a storm of pain and anguish in the form of the awful traumatic memories I've had throught my lifetime.

I genuinely can't think and it feels like I lost the script, life doesn't make sense anymore.

I can't even make friends at uni, I don't even know how to speak to people anymore due to fear of being ridiculed.

It's actually gotten so bad that I'm socially anxious around my parents and relatives, they can tell that I'm flying off the wagon. One time on vacation I was fricked up on a half bottle of nyquill and a shit ton of kpins, I was talking to them whilw nodding out and slurring the shit out of my speach. Yet they didn't care as much as I though they would, shame.

I'm not accepted by my peers, my relatives don't understand me, my friends left, and my brother still hangs out with those same friends to this day while I rot. I wish I had the guts or knowledge to at least make one single friend.

I cry myself to sleep every night, I'm also usually high while doing it. The drugs don't even work anymore, the pain is too powerful.

Recently I've started sending nudes and videos of myself to boys on snapchat, I met them off of reddit since I can't socialize lol. The worst part is that since my body is really smooth and feminine, I get a lot of attention from them. People tell my how nice my butt is or how cute my face is or this and that and so on, it's just nice to hear feedback that isn't meant to make you lose hope for humanity. I keep doing it because it fills a hole in my soul, my lonely soul.

It's 3:18am, I can't sleep because of my new meds so frick me. All I can think about is how shit my life is. I can't even appreciate the good because I'm so lonely, but I have the right to be angry because I'm made fun of at uni for being the "quiet kid".

I genuinely think if most people would give me the chance to get comfortable with them they would really like me.

I mean, the boys on snapchat like me. It's not as fullfilling because it's not an actual relationship, if I had a bf I would be a lot happier.

I thought about dating girls and tbh they're hot but very boring to talk to, maybe that's my fault tho because I'm extra nervous around the opposite s*x.

I just like boys slightly better, they know how to give really good handjobs. I'm starting to get off topic lol.

Other than that though I just want a bf that I can act all cute with but also hang out like the boys at the same time.

Unfortunately people like to judge people like me so I would never get into a same s*x relationship even though it woukd make me very happy, I'm just not ready to accept myself as gay let alone come out of the closet.

Frick me, I'm in a real pickle.

There isn't shit I can do tbh, I thought about downloading grindr and trying to find a bf but again the stigma prevents me from that.

My brother is a very normal guy and tbh, he makes me very very jealous. He's straight, he has a gf, he has a job, and he's going to be movi g out soon even though he's two years younger than me.

I just never feel like enough, I feel like I get the table scraps of life. I just wish I had someone next to me to cuddle me through the night, I need to feel the warm loving embrace of another person rather than my pillow.

I am just beyond sad, I'm getting better because I started wellbutrun (I'm also goijg to therapy) but my b-word doctor likes to slack and she's going to make me wait two weeks to up my dose😡🤬

I need my dose upped like yesterday tbh, I feel more energized but I still feel depressed. I feel like I have the energy to do more impulsive things so if anything my doctor is hurting me by not upping my dose in time.

Honwstly everytime I go to sleep, I pray to god that I will die in my sleep. It's what I deserve for being a flaming strag anyways. They throw people like me off buildings in the middle east, I always think about the fact that religous people hate me for no reason other than who I love. It's bullshit.

I'm also like 90% sure I'm having a manic episode because I'm really fricked up on the gabas and I keep.drinkingk energy drinks even thoufh it's like 330 lol. I don't care tho cuz my life is fricked anyways, I stopped giving a shit a long time ago. I'm trying to head to liver cirhossis city, so I can just fricking die already.

I also missed church on thrusday so not only is god going to darn me to heck for eternity because of who I love but I also fricked him over by jerking off with femboys on snapchat when I should be at church.

I love surfing past my old memories before my life got extrenely fricked up, 8t makes me sad tho, kinda bittersweet. I just wish I had someone by my side right now because I'm soo lonely🥺🥺🥺

Please guys, be careful with who you pour your energy into.

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Swim's most euphoric combination was actually this morning:

Swallow a tablet of TUMS (antiacid)

then,

Crushed into fine powder:

• 80mg Ritalin with ECA Stack (24mg ECL Ephedrine, 81 mg Aspirin, 100mg Caffeine tablets.

and distributed the resulting 285 mg total cocktail powder as follows:

• 20mg cocktail powder for Intra-urethral ROA (for automatic re-dosing):

Filled 20mg of this cocktail powder inside a hollow urethral plug, up the urethra, and lock it to my genital piecing. The tiny sweat will take care of slowly dissolving it.

• 20mg cocktail powder for sub-lingual ROA (for automatic re-dosing) with a tongue piercing Rx delivery mechanism.

• 245 Plugging:

Dissolved the remaining 245mg of power inside a baby feeding syringe filled with warm water, and squirted it up the rectum.

When finished plugging (aka Booty Bumping), I locked myself into a full waistband steel chastity belt with an integrated Steel Rattler Butt Plug, (Google for "Rattler Butt Plug" by Mr. S) that, in addition to completely seal the cocktail, it also ensured that any trapped opiates inside feces, will get crushed inside the rectum, dissolved and the large surface are of the steel butt plug, will evenly get soaked and distribute opiates trough the entire rectal mucus membrane it comes in contact with. -- That otherwise would get lost.

Knowing that my dentist cleanup is scheduled, for automatic re-dosing on the go, I also decided on to redose on the go sublingually ROA, through my tongue piercing barbell with a small container on the top. (Google for "Vibe Master Tongue Ring"). When the vibrator mechanism and the battery is removed, the housing can easily hold 20mg of powder) Drilled 4 tiny holes, one of which directly under the barbell stud, and as saliva will slowly come in contact, it will flow the opiate directly down the Salivary glands where the bottom ball comes into contact with.

For extra efficiency when working out, this is best done when biting on sports double mouthguard, as the a mouth guard will increase salivary flow coming into contact with the freely wiggling and unobstructed tongue piercing delivery mechanism. I'm not a big fan of sub-lingual ROA re-dosing when inline skating, because in addition if having to endure the terrible Ritalin taste soaked in the my mouth (also known as Meth Mouth), Meth mouth is a devastating effect of methamphetamines on teeth, by attacking and stripping the enamel. It's not what I particularly look forward to. I will only use this method once in a while for the experience, with caution and moderation, especially when I'm due for a teeth cleanup at my dentist.

I covered the outfit with a tight pair of spandex shorts, and put on a pair of inline skates and protective equipment, ready to skate the trails. It's desirable to be out the door fast, and already on inline-skates, before plugging onset kicks-in. It's usually the plugging onset that kicks in first, fast and hard, which happens to also be the largest dose. Clenching on wheels, lacing skates and putting on protection equipment while the onset quickly rushes to peak, can be tricky on the balance, so I manage to on wheels fast. It's best and safe to have a stabilized rolling skating momentum when the onset will kick-in. This instant moment, it's the highlight, and makes extremely pleasant experience. "The feeling is best described as: Being in a Concorde at the very moment it brakes the sound barrier"

I laced my skates, stood up the pavement and as I started to roll, every bump I was rolling over, caused my rattler butt plug to send mild, yet euphoric vibes up my spine. By the time, the initial syringe Plugging onset kicked-in fast and hard, just in time. And increasing exponentially with every move as now the butt plug is effectively dissolving and stirring like a food blender any trapped or hidden cocktail solution inside the anal canal). Definitely wired and tweaked for endurance.

Carried loads of Gatorade to keep hydrated. And obviously roller sating slow -- as any signs of pain was non-existent while cutting trough head wind or up slopes.

Inside my urethra, an (anatomical curved) 85mm Hollow Prince's wand sound filled with powder. As sweat comes in contact, it slowly drips the cocktail trough my vertical Apadravia Piercing barbell, effectively slowly and constantly re-dosing though the glans. Intra-urethral ROA is a very efficient ROA for hassle-free, hands-free automatic re-dosing, on the go.

My peepee rendered in a meth-peepee state confined inside my chastity belt steel tube, with every skating stroke and road bump, aside of the butt plug's clanger inside rattling vibes up my column, it was also mildly vibing against my prostate. This teasing, combined with the rolling skating motion, the weight of the powdered-filled wand inside my urethra was either sending my peepee flying against the steel walls of it's thick steel protector tube, or the protruding 1mm screwed ball at the end knocking metal to metal.

I have observed that this wiggling motion and pleasant knocking, also causes powder to be available at all times where my 10gauge piercing barbell crosses though the drilled hole of the wand. As tiny sweat comes into contact with the powdered barbell that cuts at though the drilled hole of the powered filled urethra wand, it dissolves it and flows down by gravity along the barbell walls down the glands ready to be instantaneously absorbed by the peepee glans.

At one point, I was over stimulated -- helplessly at the edge of an orgasm throughout, but not quite. I would say hard-core teasing. To fully appreciate the experience, is not to think about it and solely focus on enjoying the pleasant and euphoric workout experience.

Very euphoric combination and hyperfocused. Sounds and colours on the trail were extremely enhanced.

4 hours later, when I came home, I was still buzzing. It goes without saying that immediately after I stepped down from my inline skates, and my (now drained) tongue barbell is removed, some hard-core teeth brushing is due.

And this is my 4 cents on Swim's most euphoric combination. It's my own experience, and my personal observations -- which I neither endorse nor oppose. I do however known my limits, and often reach them, without going beyond them.

And just repeated the same experience this evening. But at half the above dose. I also dropped 20mg of Ritan pills into my a half-gallon Gatorate in my Hydration Backpack.

After I skated 1 hour, and ran trough half of my Hydration backpack, it was a sign to return. I realized that it was too much for one day, as "I felt I lost power", and could literally feel every single hot sweat droplets pouring down on my shirt. The return, was made in 2+ hours with frequent and long stops on every single bus stop bench I could find.

One new thing I discovered this time, is to refrain from rolling my skates back and forth while seated at the bus bench, as the slightest vibrations in such relaxed and oversensitive state are greatly being amplified by the tight spandex shots rubbing against my legs and the steel chastity belt (and consequently triggering wild clanging by the attached Butt Plug's internal cavity that is filled with buckshot knocking against the prostate, which, would also trigger the peepee to react -- and consequently activating the Ritalined-filled wand Intra-urethral ROA discharge mechanism to release tiny Rx on the glans.

Long story short, it would be very embarrassing to be the center of attention with "Ritalined-tinted C*m" flowing mysteriously down SWIMS sports pouch belt (which houses inside the Chasity belt steel peepee protector prodding out of the spandex shorts hole. At all costs, I would avoid an unexpected orgasm whist unnecessarily occupying a bus stop seat on inline skates, a seat reserved for passengers. Not skaters. (even less a tweaked skater (in an altered state of mind) having s*x and being hosed on skates!)

Not that SWIM is not already attracting slight attention due to sweating pouring line rain down from it's eye-catching hardshell helmet... (due to a cool "T-100 Tunebug Shake" is mounted on the top surface of the helmet, turning it's entire surface into a surround speaker system, and splaying music across my cranium. That system is proved to be safe, as splayed music being fed by the iPod, doesn't interfere with ambient sound). Caution is advised, and proceed with caution. Not an experience to be attempted by rookies as the outcome can be very embarrassing.

So being conscious that SWIM is in a constant state at the edge of an orgasm, and over-stimulated, the best way is to be careful not to masturbate (or the thought of being presently hosed from all over -- not easy, but feasible). Swim is also aware to avoid sitting between the gap separating the bus seat wooden boards, as any attempt to sit down Butt Plugged other than with an even pressure surface, in the attempt the base of the butt plug can be awkwardly tilted in an uncomfortable position and/or hit the prostate, that will slowly bring an orgasm in the seconds to come -- and you can't do anything to stop it, but to feel it slowly coming into your way and take control of your body. (SWIM also remembers, that he is loaded with additional equipment weigh and tweaked on skates, (and to a certain also restricted) so any adjustment may not be as quick as with reflexes). So when skating to a seat, SWIM makes sure to aim for the center of the middle bench board. I initially trained myself more than a year ago in a huge parking lot. Got my leggings wet several times, but at least I was alone. It was very unpleasant experience to orgasm and stimulated on skates. Very unpleasant (and unsafe to a certain extend, as body control is momentarily being lost -- thus fully geared with protection equipment I was always skating around a post).

Easier said than done. Practice makes perfect. It's not easy. But fun part is to accomplish this challenge!

To conclude Swims "most euphoric combination experience" thread, I stess, two things:

• The tick to avoid any embarrassment is to be aware that SWIM is about to have s*x on skates and be hosed hard from everywhere, both mind-hosed and body-hosed on wheels. So SOLELY focus on fully enjoying the skating euphoric experience, both on wheels and skating mind. Also be aware that you have lubricated wheels permanently locked under your feet. So the margin of error is not in your favor. You can't step down from the weeks - you go along where they take you. So SWIM always wears full protection equipment, with top quality skates and a harshell helmet.

• Be aware that SWIM has been fueled for unlimited endurance and immunized from any form of pain. In that state, SWIM's body isn't transmitting or feeling the slightest pain. So this is where any "power loss" must be interpreted as body pain telling you to immediately stop, find a place to sit, take a moderate break and hydrate. Failing to stop during a "power loss", may result in SWIM's not live to skate the next block. Or waking up in the ER in that state... It's not a good idea to do things your heart doesn't like, especially when it can't communicate any warning sings to you.

So this is my second and final part of SWIM's most euphoric experience, along with my own personal observations. I hope you enjoyed it.

Life is too precious and live long to experience it's beauties!

Be safe, play safe and SWIM will be around enjoying life to the edge!

Mind the nipples

I can hear maggots crawling in my ears, I am ON A METH BENder and haven't slept in days. I wasn't hungry and decided I needed to eat at least something!!!!!

I heard /r/raw meat but I feel like the mods there are baad. AnYWAYSays I took some ground beef from my fridge and started devouring it. I felt it whisper TO ME

I ATE AOME RAW MEAT

I CANT BARLEY TYPE OVER THE NOISE I THIBK THERES PARASITES I CAN FEEL THEM

bartard methhead? i found this guy originally a few months back from the bartard rat saga lol

Thought he was just a weed and coke dealer but in the middle of the night i found out he makes meth. He visited my house. I don't want any doing that shit in my living room