It's been playing on my mind lately, get this stupid paranoid thoughts of conking out while yeyoed off my nut and the embarrassment that would be to my family.
I jacked off after smoking a load of weed the other day and legitimately thought I was going to die and imagined the paramedics just finding me covered in semen
Know wod u mean, it's not the way I'd wanna be remembered.
have you seen any VICE reports of cocaine these days?
its pretty rare to actually get more than 20% coke in your "baggie" and theres all these additives to increase its effects but destroys your immune system.
Damn grunta, hope you can kick that habit mate.
can only imagine the middle part of the inside of your nose is/ has worn out.
Is is it a daily habit?
Hope you have some good support around you.....
just go to the dr and tell him straight how its been. ask for a full battery of tests on your heart etc.
and if it comes back as all good dont use that as a reason to keep going lol
How old are you grunta?
i went through a big party period in my mid and late 20s, and thought I came out of it relativley unscathed however now in my mid 30s have all sorts of issues with my adrenals and digestive system.
I put put this down to living a hardcore bodybuilding lifestyle for 10 years, in addition to the partying.
no one is here to preach, but mate if I could have my time again, I would def choose not to use drugs.
stay healthy mate
16 years, holy shit you've done well to hide it from the missus! What the hell do you tell her when you go out partying? I'd imagine there may have been one or two nights when you hadn't managed to make it home!Thanks for your honesty mate.
I'm 44 now, started partying a little late in my late 20s, I was pushing pretty hard in my younger years, working, studying, bouncing at night, developing properties with the little time I had left at the same time.
So party time was limited back then so I could get myself in a financial position to be able to afford to party without raising suspicions from the family. Costs a fuken bundle to do this shit.
Then in the late 90s all my moons aligned, got to a senior role in a global cooperation, the housing boom was kind to me, some investments paid off and was no turning back from there, been living a double life for the last 16 years.
Have no health issues that I know of, last blood test came back smick, even though I had it done under pressure on a Monday morning in shit state. When I handed the nurse the jar of brown sludge that was my urine, she asked if I drink water. But all good, even suprised me, BP was a little on the high side.