I don’t like 2C-I

[Superball]

I don't get any insight, I only feel sick.* I also look like a maniac, considering my pupils are like pinholes and my eyes appear glossy.

The room feels smaller, and there is no feeling of mystery or greatness.

I don't even want any more.

Everything looks like a B film, and happens as if to say "blah".

I will say one thing: I would put this in an enemy's drink so that he may accept defeat.

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I vaporized 12-14mg in one hit.* Is that a good amount?

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Ok, now that I think of it, this stuff is pretty kewl.



The only thing is that the vapors make me want to f**king puke all over my keyboard in a violent, yet shy and bashful manner, finishing with a disgusting grin of satisfaction through sick means.



Ok, I guess you could call this a play-by-play trip report.

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I will say - there is no potential for addiction.* None at all.



There is, however, potential for mass pukage all over keyboardage.... age.... bababa.



This is a great way to introduce myself, innit?* I should use this drug to spontaneously*place myself into new social scenes via the most face-losing means possible.

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I would just like to add, at this point - since I have already made a fool of myself - that, meth, in fact, does noT nOt Not NOT kill.* Does not.* Kill doesn't.* It does - NOT.* Crystal clear that which.



*Now back to your regularly scheduled programmes.*



Edited by Woodman