got a couple interesting stories from back in my coke days. havent done it in years and nor do i plan on going back. a friend and i were doing lines in his basement. he had an old textbook he stole from high school years before and had many lines on it. probably about $200 or 300 worth. we were just sitting and talking, snorting a bit every so often. he had the textbook on the arm of his chair the whole time. under the arm of the chair was a garbage can. at one point he knocked the book over and it all fell in the garbage can with all the coke.
not too many days later the same situation. we're in his basement just talking. same textbook with about the same amount of coke just sitting on the arm of his chair. i said you may want to move that, remember what happen last time? hes like no it will be fine. sure enough not much longer, right in the garbage can again. we're both germaphobes and not desperate enough so we didnt try to recover any of it.
then another day, same friend, we both worked at a fast food place at the time. im at work and he comes in not much later all pissed off. he says look at this! he had a small white spot on his shirt. same thing happen, he had it on the textbook on the arm of the chair and it dumped in the garbage and on his shirt.
got another story but wasnt really so funny, in fact pretty sad. friend of ours had a history of taking drug use to the extreme. he wasnt a bad guy but had a bad drug problem. we did bad drugs our selves but were much more careful and responsible being so paranoid of cops and overdosing. anyways the kid was on a bunch of pills like oxycontin or morphine. probabyl also drunk because he had an alcohol problem as well. my same friend went over to his house to sell him some coke. the next mourning the guy's mom found him unresponsive. the paramedics tried reviving him but failed. he was only in his early 20s. not long after we realized we were getting more and more addicted to coke. it was always way too pricey especially where we lived. stuff seemed to be getting weaker, or maybe our tolerances were getting too high. i quit doing all drugs eventually except for weed and alcohol. to this day i still have never went back. nothing to do with my friend dying, it just made me feel like shit when it wore off. even much worse than when i first started using. i felt nauseous like the flu when it wore off. i'd do more and feel great. been about 8 years now and i dont miss it. to this day i still wont use hard drugs like that. alcohol is bad but im a social drinker. weed is bad too but the lesser of the evils and you dont feel like shit after so its been my drug of choice. then just use a little caffiene to combat the fatigue. then if i come across it, i like to do adic or mushrooms a few times a year. they're not as harmful as people say as long as used responsibly in a safe setting. stay away from coke though, its terrible for you and may very well kill you. im lucky i have the willpower i do and was able to quit without any help.