Write a short poem about MDMA

Write a short poem about MDMA.

We're not alt lit retards though.

What's some essential alt lit tho. I ain't a burger

a
he
Oh
Yeah

All of it is equally inessential.

Mandy
Dandy
Mandy
Andy

Serendipitous serotonin suffusions
Purple blue red and yellow
Tall hats and twirling umbrellas
My, what an odd fellow

Lol do you fags even go to the club?

How often is enough for molly to deteriorate my verbal memory and/or worsen my depression?

Biweekly rockets to the summit
Will see your cognition plummet

once a month is quite enough
more than that and you'll feel rough
and want to take less of the stuff

Doing E at a club or rave is a waste, you're already on sensory overload. Take it at home with your loved one and savor the intricacy of your emotions.

I don't respond well to MDMA 8-9/10 times, which is sad. It always makes me feel disillusioned and nihilistic.

I wouldn't call it a waste though, you can always take a lower dose and enjoy both the music and the ecstasy at the same time. It really makes your whole soul vibrate.

Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don't chase no bitches

Be it acid on the tongue
Cocaine in your brain
Or some weed that hits your lungs
Like a runaway train
Hell yeah, from DMT to MDMA
Got all that shit and more
So till dawn we're okay, but anyway

can't stop here this is
bat country this is
bad mandy this is
not a trip I'd care to
repeat
can't stop here this is
bad mandy this is
a good excuse to give it up
for Detroit I love this song
I've never heard before
I never been stirred before
like this it's
bad mandy but it's
still mandy so this is
the best night of the rest of your life

MDMA
is
fucking gay

OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MAN I KNOW YOU ALREADY KNOW BUT I DON'T TELL YOU ENOUGH NOT IN A GAY WAY YOU KNOW BUT I JUST REALLY APPRECIATE YOU AS A PERSON HEY DO YOU WANT A CIGARETTE IT'S SO LOUD IN HERE

This isn’t 2010 anymore, kid.

degeneracy.

...

my dicks hard
i need the CASH
mmm im fucking hot

/thread, poem written

We dance on
MDMA
We play
All night
We wait
All day
To
Dance
On
MDMA

MDMA holes in my mind
making me sneeze
tomorrow I was happy to find
it was really parmesan cheese

I crushed the jaundiced crystals to the finest powder
Knowing that every moment they sat in her glass, she may espy them
I made small talk and ran my fingers through her hair
And I waited

...

She now out cold,
I find my rubber
My plans unfold
No more nice guy
All this foretold

you should be taking her to hospital you sick fuck

OH FUCK YEAH
UGHHHHH
FUCK

fin.

He found her laying in the gutter
His honor commanding him to save her from the fait accompli
Tears rolling down his face
Knowing that he would never get laid

he was
smug
and also not
especially
handsome
hence
the roofies

Why is it
the color of
coagulated semen?

Her addlepated brain fixated on losers that never deserved her
Trying to impress user with the breadth of her letters
Knowing that she would leave him to cry himself to sleep
As the curtains called to her will

Shaving the thin sun-dried strips from the glass
Blending them with the crystals bought from a dime store nigger
Knowing that one way or another
He would course through her veins tonight

From DMT to MDMA
Got all that shit and more
So till dawn we're okay, but anyway
Fuck a line, every time
Get in, get a drink, and lose our minds
All eyes on the dime
That makes your dick want to grind
Know you got a good buzz going
Cause everything is glowing
Skirt so short her ass is showing
And she's looking so you’re knowing
You could get it tonight
But there’s so much around
Best take your time, do it right

You guys fucking suck

Man
Dat
MDMA's
Aight

There once was a man from Australia
And like all Aussies was big a failure
He wen't to a rave
And dug his own grave
When he swallowed those white pills that they mail ya

>You guys fucking suck
The critic is if no consequence.

>tfw dealer consistently cuts my M with fentyanl

Shit
I don't like it
It is shit

what face when?
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I forgive you
I have become one with the other
let's make out

that
feel
when

But you deserve to die for contributing to the downfall of society

That feel when
I see your eyes from across the room
That feel when
You call for me in you loneliness
That feel when
I plunge my fingers through your hair
That feel when
Darkness calls your open eyes

...

tastes foul. enough?
coming up? coming up
half-heartfelt outpourings, breathe deep
have I peaked? can't piss
stop that jaw
can't sleep
blues

Fentanyl and Rohypnol blended for sale
By the unseen hands of Jews and Niggers
What small bit I play
As the leaders of our world wear the laurel
Yet take I all of the blame

Random words
Look I'm a poet

Orange juice
Aspirin
Cold pizza
My only comrades
Stand by me through the storm

Random bitching
Look, I'm a critic

>2k18
>not buying a purer, cheaper product with visible customer reviews closer to the source off of the dark web
>unironically buying and ingesting MDMA that has been cut with one of the most potent depressants available
>not realizing that a shitty mix-in of the cut and a stroke of bad luck with a hot spot could mean death
>unironically betting your life against a hope that some retarded hoodlum street-dealer is capable of cutting his drugs properly

Jesus fucking Christ user. Go to Dream Market. MDMA is popular, you can get it domestic in almost every country. Even if you can't, as long as you avoid the Netherlands, the chance that your drugs are intercepted is minuscule.

how much does the gram cost?

the lines have feels
them cold
them warm
white line cold
black line warmer
don't think that warm colder
was a flirt

Your meter sucks.

Anger and spite deeply drawn in the lines of his face
Vitriol the only taste he would ever know
Not the sweet copper of my friend
Safely secured until its day

I get it for 10-14. I don't know about street prices where you're at, but for me it's cheaper. Even if it isn't, it's chickenshit money, especially considering it's your health on the line.

I'm a modern poet, like Colin Andrew Yost. Meter is for nerds.

your e(go) trip
-
you use so many words
to say so little
you screw your eyes
and chew on spittle
but all that will come
of this pride
is the comedown
before
a
great
fall

Never tried it
Don't want to
I have epilepsy

Not that user but the street price here is around double. Crystals, I mean. It's already so cheap I never really thought about the dark web but considering your post I might try it because half price is half price. Thanks for the tip.
Tried powder cut with something I don't even know what once when I was drunk and it was barely worth it even if you just consider the buzz and not the health risks.

The hatred of normies my only ambrosia
Daily I toil at the wheel
Seething in my hate
I find myself their slave

>tfw too poor to afford a burner so dreammarket is out of the question

MDMA
Doesn't
Make you
Anlightened.

I wish /bleep/ wasnt dead

10/10

real Men
Don't
self Medicate
with drugs like mdmA

raMen
Doesn't
taste Much better
mixed with ecstAcy

Only pseuds
Get obsessed
With arbitrary standards
Of masculinity

Why am I now a
mentally braindead asshole
pink crystals are bad

Man that was
Fun
But
Where did all my
Serotonin go?

you shouldn't have eaten
the yellow snow.

Music music music music
Dancing dancing dancing dancing
Music music music music
...
Aching aching aching aching.