PRETTYBOY SLAYER TO OGRE INCEL DUE TO METH ADDICTION AMA

Spur der Verwüstung

Spur der Verwüstung

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I AM UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF AMPHETAMINES AS I TYPE IN THIS POST
 
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How bad into the meth were you? And what route did you use with it?
 
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How bad into the meth were you? And what route did you use with it?
I WAS INTRODUCED TO IT FIRST BY SNORTING WHICH WAS EXTREMELY PAINFUL AT THE TIEM I COULDN'T BEAR THE PAIN, SO I PROPOSED THE IDEA OF SMOKING IT TO MY FRIEND BUT HE REFUSED BECAUSE HE CLAIMED IT WASTES ALOT OF METH SO WE JUST KEPT SNORTING IT UNTIL I GOT TIRED AND STARTED SMOKING IT ONLY
 
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How is meth?
 
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I WAS INTRODUCED TO IT FIRST BY SNORTING WHICH WAS EXTREMELY PAINFUL AT THE TIEM I COULDN'T BEAR THE PAIN, SO I PROPOSED THE IDEA OF SMOKING IT TO MY FRIEND BUT HE REFUSED BECAUSE HE CLAIMED IT WASTES ALOT OF METH SO WE JUST KEPT SNORTING IT UNTIL I GOT TIRED AND STARTED SMOKING IT ONLY
How much would you spend a week?
 
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Some transformation pics?
Its a pointless thread if not shown
Also being addicted to methamphetamine is on the lower iq end,i dont think you could've ever been a slayer
 
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How is meth?
IT RUINED MY FUCKING LIFE I BECAME A SHELL OF MY FORMER A SELF A LITERAL FUCKING DEMON I AM SO UNDERWEIGHT I LOOK DISGUSTING I HAVE 0 FAT ON MY BODY OR FACE EVERYTHING IS GONE I STILL HAVE PRETTY FEATURES SO I CAN GET A GIRL BUT MY FAMILY LOOKS DOWN ON ME AND BARELY COMMUNICATES
 
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Some transformation pics?
Its a pointless thread if not shown
Also being addicted to methamphetamine is on the lower iq end,i dont think you could've ever been a slayer
FUCK OFF MY THREAD RETARDED GREYCEL FAGGOT FUCK OFF
 
IT RUINED MY FUCKING LIFE I BECAME A SHELL OF MY FORMER A SELF A LITERAL FUCKING DEMON I AM SO UNDERWEIGHT I LOOK DISGUSTING I HAVE 0 FAT ON MY BODY OR FACE EVERYTHING IS GONE I STILL HAVE PRETTY FEATURES SO I CAN GET A GIRL BUT MY FAMILY LOOKS DOWN ON ME AND BARELY COMMUNICATES

Its anti jewish so its ok
 
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How much would you spend a week?
WELL MY FRIEND HAD A DAD ADDICTED TO METH WHOM HE WOULD STEAL FROM THE DAD DIDNT NOTICE IT RIGHT AWAY BUT AFTER HE NOTICED WE HAD TO START STEALING MEDICATION TO AFFORD DOSAGES OF METH
 
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BUT FOR US A SMALL DOSAGE OF METH SNORTED WOULD BE ENOUGH TO KEEP US UP FOR DAYS WITH NO DESIRE TO REDOSE
 
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I WAS INTRODUCED TO IT FIRST BY SNORTING WHICH WAS EXTREMELY PAINFUL AT THE TIEM I COULDN'T BEAR THE PAIN, SO I PROPOSED THE IDEA OF SMOKING IT TO MY FRIEND BUT HE REFUSED BECAUSE HE CLAIMED IT WASTES ALOT OF METH SO WE JUST KEPT SNORTING IT UNTIL I GOT TIRED AND STARTED SMOKING IT ONLY
You snorted those crystals? Wtf
 
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I WAS INTRODUCED TO IT FIRST BY SNORTING WHICH WAS EXTREMELY PAINFUL AT THE TIEM I COULDN'T BEAR THE PAIN, SO I PROPOSED THE IDEA OF SMOKING IT TO MY FRIEND BUT HE REFUSED BECAUSE HE CLAIMED IT WASTES ALOT OF METH SO WE JUST KEPT SNORTING IT UNTIL I GOT TIRED AND STARTED SMOKING IT ONLY
You gotta try slamming it. I started snorting. Graduated to smoking after about a month. Then after a year I shot up the first time and after that it was just the needle for me, except for one time in Hong Kong when I couldn't get any rigs.

If you shoot up it's almost like doing a different drug. There's this kind of head rush that you get the first few seconds after pushing off that you can experience by shooting up.
 
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You gotta try slamming it. I started snorting. Graduated to smoking after about a month. Then after a year I shot up the first time and after that it was just the needle for me, except for one time in Hong Kong when I couldn't get any rigs.

If you shoot up it's almost like doing a different drug. There's this kind of head rush that you get the first few seconds after pushing off that you can experience by shooting up.
HOW LONG DOES THE SHOT UP METH LAST COMPARED TO SMOKING WHICH HITS AND EXIST THE FASTEST OR SNORTING WHICH LAST LONGER
 
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Can I see a before and after using meth
 
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Can I see a before and after using meth
I WONT POST MY FACE IN THIS THREAD FOR OBVIOUS REASON BUT IT MADE A HUGE TOLL ON MY PHYSICAL APPEARANCE I LOOK LIKE A GHOUL STILL SOME ATTRACTVINES IN MY FACE BUT I LOOK WAY WOSE THAN I USED 2
 
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HOW LONG DOES THE SHOT UP METH LAST COMPARED TO SMOKING WHICH HITS AND EXIST THE FASTEST OR SNORTING WHICH LAST LONGER
It will last a good 12 hours or more. Depends on your tolerance. I don't really know because when I binged I didn't stop using and go to sleep until I had been awake for at least 5 days. I would never stop using it long enough to see how long it took for the effects to wear off. If be shooting up again and again and again for a week at a time.
 
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I really used to love meth me and my friend would just snort it be up for days constantly high energy no depression no nothing just pure fun and escstasy it was awesome
 
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It will last a good 12 hours or more. Depends on your tolerance. I don't really know because when I binged I didn't stop using and go to sleep until I had been awake for at least 5 days. I would never stop using it long enough to see how long it took for the effects to wear off. If be shooting up again and again and again for a week at a time.
what about psychosis the worst psychosis I had almost ended up taking my life and left me in the hospital i dont like binging for that reason
 
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meth hurts tbh
 
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No need for meth tbh
 
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when i was on meth i also got hyper motivated to looksmax so i did a few hour long bonesmashing sessions daily which definitely made my face MUCH MUCH MUCH more robust so in some ways if i could reverse the skin damage along with my chronic malnutrition i could say it positively affected my looks
 
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what about psychosis the worst psychosis I had almost ended up taking my life and left me in the hospital i dont like binging for that reason
I always enjoyed it actually. I was always of the mindset like, "Maybe the police really are outside my door. Oh well. If they take me to jail they take me to jail."

I never did meth in the US so it wasn't like I would have had a record. Most likely would have just been able to pay a bribe.


(Psychosis story)
There was one time though where I only had two weeks to do meth and I went nuts because I didn't have time to get used to the mind fuckery. I believed that all my co workers along with my boss were staked outside my room with the Cambodian military. After flushing $400 worth of gear I ended up out on the street in my underwear with my hands on top of my head, thinking the army had me at gun point. Tuk tuks were whizzing past me. One local tuk-tuk driver was even getting ready to hose me down with a hose but I stopped him.

I gained a sliver of sanity after about 30 minutes and went in to my room and put my clothes on. Shortly after that though I started to believe there was an angry mob forming coming to shame and beat me up. I spent the rest of the day running through the streets and hiding in abandoned yards filled with junk. I even jumped off of a guy's tuk tuk and caused him to hit another tuk tuk breaking his mirror. All the megaphones in the city were talking about me and taunting me.

To this day I don't know what was real and what wasn't. By evening I found my way back to my hotel and ended up paying a tuk-tuk driver $100 to take me to the airport. At the airport I was hearing people talking about me in Chinese and English. I even confronted two young Chinese dudes asking them why they were talking shit about me. They were confused. I booked a flight to another city in Cambodia and finally slept for the first time in about 6 days on the plane.

The hallucinations and delirium didn't stop when I woke up. I woke up to seeing one of my coworkers a sitting in one of the seats a few rows up. I pretended to be asleep and she kept pointing at me. She kept telling the other passengers how bad I was. When we went to get off the plane there was a Chinese family in front of me. The mom looked at me and told her little girl in English, "There's James. Tell him "I hate your gut!" I was pissed off and I barked at her husband in Chinese asking him why his wife was telling they daughter to say that to me. They all just glared at me shocked. They didn't say anything to me and they were a little scared.

These hallucinations went on for the next 24 hours. I could go on and on about all the crazy shit my memory swears happened those 24 hours but I'll spare you. A day after the hallucinations stopped I bought some more meth and went right back to it.
 
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I always enjoyed it actually. I was always of the mindset like, "Maybe the police really are outside my door. Oh well. If they take me to jail they take me to jail."

I never did meth in the US so it wasn't like I would have had a record. Most likely would have just been able to pay a bribe.


(Psychosis story)
There was one time though where I only had two weeks to do meth and I went nuts because I didn't have time to get used to the mind fuckery. I believed that all my co workers along with my boss were staked outside my room with the Cambodian military. After flushing $400 worth of gear I ended up out on the street in my underwear with my hands on top of my head, thinking the army had me at gun point. Tuk tuks were whizzing past me. One local tuk-tuk driver was even getting ready to hose me down with a hose but I stopped him.

I gained a sliver of sanity after about 30 minutes and went in to my room and put my clothes on. Shortly after that though I started to believe there was an angry mob forming coming to shame and beat me up. I spent the rest of the day running through the streets and hiding in abandoned yards filled with jun. I even jumped off of a guy's tuk tuk and caused him to hit another tuk tuk breaking his mirror. All the megaphones in the city were talking about me and taunting me.

To this day I don't know what was real and what wasn't. By evening I found my way back to my hotel and ended up paying a tuk-tuk driver $100 to take me to the airport. At the airport I was hearing people talking about me in Chinese and English. I even confronted two young Chinese dudes asking them why they were talking shit about me. They were confused. I booked a flight to another city in Cambodia and finally slept for the first time in about 6 days on the plane.

The hallucinations and delirium didn't stop when I woke up. I woke up to seeing one of my coworkers a sitting in one of the seats a few rows up. I pretended to be asleep and she kept pointing at me. She kept telling the other passengers how bad I was. When we went to get off the plane there was a Chinese family in front of me. The mom looked at me and told her little girl in English, "There's James. Tell him "I hate your gut!" I was pissed off and I barked at her husband in Chinese asking him why his wife was telling they daughter to say that to me. They all just glared at me shocked. They didn't say anything to me and they were a little scared.

These hallucinations went on for the next 24 hours. I could go on and on about all the crazy shit my memory swears happened those 24 hours but I'll spare you. A day after the hallucinations stopped I bought some more meth and went right back to it.
This is my story of my worst psychosis I ever endured:

I was around 17 when this happened I scored some meth from this girl I fucked around with's brother her brother had a lot of meth not sure how but that isn't important, I called my friend and asked him if he wants to snort some meth but he couldn't as he had something else to do, I had the whole baggy for myself I can't tell how much it is I snorted that evening but it was a hefty dose, before this i was already pretty sleep deprived from the past meth usage so I got home I was also home alone at the time and i procedeed to snort this fat line of meth it burned my nose like hell my eyes were all watery and i was groaning in pain.


At first it felt amazing I started doing all the chores i had for that day and other misc things that were on the agenda for that day. Then about 3 in the morning I heard glass shatter and jumped up in fear I could hear people walking around my house yelling for me to come out so they can kill me for being a worthless meth addict, the tv was on and i could hear the news reporter reporting a home invasion that ended in a homicide of a 17yo male, At that point i was past it I wasn't in reality anymore I was freaking out, I got a knife and started checking rooms for the intruders but never found them and it calmed me down somewhat and came to my senses again for about 15 minutes, after this wore off I just heard loud banging on my door and clutched my knife waiting if anyone comes for me, i was absolutely frozen by fear i couldnt move a muscle I think a few hours must have passed in that position since I had snapped out of it when the sun started to rise up, then i got a call from this girl saying guys are coming to beat me up for allegedly stealing meth (which i did steal small quantities before), i abslutely fraked out and ran to the nearby forest of my house I was completely out of it I hid in some bushes and started calling my mom telling her about what was happening she started freaking out making me even more anxious (she didnt know i was using at that time), I was crying in that bush like a maniac for at least an hour, after that I dont rememeber much i JUST rememeber I woke up in the hospital with my dad looking at me saying a random guy found me on the side of the road whimpering to myself


After that i had some serious explaining to do to my parents and got ABSOLUTELY FUCKED they sent me to rehab which was the worst time of my life with a few suicide attept which never panned out luckily.

The faint paranoia from the ordeal lasted for a day or two I was never sure of anything and always apranoid my parents were plotting to murder me.
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This is my story of my worst psychosis I ever endured:

I was around 17 when this happened I scored some meth from this girl I fucked around with's brother her brother had a lot of meth not sure how but that isn't important, I called my friend and asked him if he wants to snort some meth but he couldn't as he had something else to do, I had the whole baggy for myself I can't tell how much it is I snorted that evening but it was a hefty dose, before this i was already pretty sleep deprived from the past meth usage so I got home I was also home alone at the time and i procedeed to snort this fat line of meth it burned my nose like hell my eyes were all watery and i was groaning in pain.


At first it felt amazing I started doing all the chores i had for that day and other misc things that were on the agenda for that day. Then about 3 in the morning I heard glass shatter and jumped up in fear I could hear people walking around my house yelling for me to come out so they can kill me for being a worthless meth addict, the tv was on and i could hear the news reporter reporting a home invasion that ended in a homicide of a 17yo male, At that point i was past it I wasn't in reality anymore I was freaking out, I got a knife and started checking rooms for the intruders but never found them and it calmed me down somewhat and came to my senses again for about 15 minutes, after this wore off I just heard loud banging on my door and clutched my knife waiting if anyone comes for me, i was absolutely frozen by fear i couldnt move a muscle I think a few hours must have passed in that position since I had snapped out of it when the sun started to rise up, then i got a call from this girl saying guys are coming to beat me up for allegedly stealing meth (which i did steal small quantities before), i abslutely fraked out and ran to the nearby forest of my house I was completely out of it I hid in some bushes and started calling my mom telling her about what was happening she started freaking out making me even more anxious (she didnt know i was using at that time), I was crying in that bush like a maniac for at least an hour, after that I dont rememeber much i JUST rememeber I woke up in the hospital with my dad looking at me saying a random guy found me on the side of the road whimpering to myself


After that i had some serious explaining to do to my parents and got ABSOLUTELY FUCKED they sent me to rehab which was the worst time of my life with a few suicide attept which never panned out luckily.

The faint paranoia from the ordeal lasted for a day or two I was never sure of anything and always apranoid my parents were plotting to murder me.
@Pento
Here @Pento
 
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let this me a lesson my boy

dont do meth guys
 
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This is my story of my worst psychosis I ever endured:

I was around 17 when this happened I scored some meth from this girl I fucked around with's brother her brother had a lot of meth not sure how but that isn't important, I called my friend and asked him if he wants to snort some meth but he couldn't as he had something else to do, I had the whole baggy for myself I can't tell how much it is I snorted that evening but it was a hefty dose, before this i was already pretty sleep deprived from the past meth usage so I got home I was also home alone at the time and i procedeed to snort this fat line of meth it burned my nose like hell my eyes were all watery and i was groaning in pain.


At first it felt amazing I started doing all the chores i had for that day and other misc things that were on the agenda for that day. Then about 3 in the morning I heard glass shatter and jumped up in fear I could hear people walking around my house yelling for me to come out so they can kill me for being a worthless meth addict, the tv was on and i could hear the news reporter reporting a home invasion that ended in a homicide of a 17yo male, At that point i was past it I wasn't in reality anymore I was freaking out, I got a knife and started checking rooms for the intruders but never found them and it calmed me down somewhat and came to my senses again for about 15 minutes, after this wore off I just heard loud banging on my door and clutched my knife waiting if anyone comes for me, i was absolutely frozen by fear i couldnt move a muscle I think a few hours must have passed in that position since I had snapped out of it when the sun started to rise up, then i got a call from this girl saying guys are coming to beat me up for allegedly stealing meth (which i did steal small quantities before), i abslutely fraked out and ran to the nearby forest of my house I was completely out of it I hid in some bushes and started calling my mom telling her about what was happening she started freaking out making me even more anxious (she didnt know i was using at that time), I was crying in that bush like a maniac for at least an hour, after that I dont rememeber much i JUST rememeber I woke up in the hospital with my dad looking at me saying a random guy found me on the side of the road whimpering to myself


After that i had some serious explaining to do to my parents and got ABSOLUTELY FUCKED they sent me to rehab which was the worst time of my life with a few suicide attept which never panned out luckily.

The faint paranoia from the ordeal lasted for a day or two I was never sure of anything and always apranoid my parents were plotting to murder me.
@Pento
That's funny. Meth has never made me uncomfortable like that. Even when my world was replaced and I was running from people all day it still was kind of fun. I was dehydrated and some people really were pissed at me. It still wasn't one of those unbearable experiences. Definitely a rush though.

Weed on the other hand is a different story for me. If I haven't been smoking it recently, and I inhale one puff, I'll be under the covers for the next 40 minutes praying to God and wishing it was over. Every time I get back into weed I spend the first few times swearing I'll never do it again. It makes me feel like nothing's right and I'm going to die soon. It's pure torture. Many times I've gotten high for the first time in a long time, freaked out, then flushed the rest of the bad I'd just bought down the toilet because I was so uncomfortable I thought I wouldn't want to do it ever again. I always keep smoking it though because I'm stubborn, and the constant hell turns smoking into a bit of a rush. Then after a while I'm used to the weed again and it doesn't torture me anymore.
 
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That's funny. Meth has never made me uncomfortable like that. Even when my world was replaced and I was running from people all day it still was kind of fun. I was dehydrated and some people really were pissed at me. It still wasn't one of those unbearable experiences. Definitely a rush though.

Weed on the other hand is a different story for me. If I haven't been smoking it recently, and I inhale one puff, I'll be under the covers for the next 40 minutes praying to God and wishing it was over. Every time I get back into weed I spend the first few times swearing I'll never do it again. It makes me feel like nothing's right and I'm going to die soon. It's pure torture. Many times I've gotten high for the first time in a long time, freaked out, then flushed the rest of the bad I'd just bought down the toilet because I was so uncomfortable I thought I wouldn't want to do it ever again. I always keep smoking it though because I'm stubborn, and the constant hell turns smoking into a bit of a rush. Then after a while I'm used to the weed again and it doesn't torture me anymore.
Very interesting I smoked weed before and it was a completely neutral experience meanwhile meth psyhosis was pure madness everytime
 
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Combination of no sleep and food on meth It was Impossible for me to eat anything at all
 

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