Citation: LexLuvsL. "Brown Sugar: An Experience with MDMA or Suspect MDMA (exp111384)". Erowid.org. Jun 2, 2018. erowid.org/exp/111384
||(powder / crystals)
An old friend, B, from my hometown came with his friend, E, to visit me and enjoy a trance concert downtown with myself and my friend, D. B hyped me up on the phone before we met up, exciting me by talking about the purity of his MDMA. We had originally intended to get beans, but his dealer only had some kind of powder that B assured me was MDMA. I am almost positive it was not MDMA, though it had a blast-off euphoric effect on me for about ten minutes. We will talk about that later, though.
I drove my friend D and I downtown, and the boys met up with us in my car. We all hugged, greeted each other, and got in my car to snort this mystery drug. B has never rolled before, which made me skeptical about what he brought us. His friend E, who seemed a lot more level-headed than my old friend, had rolled as many times as I. Prior to this, I have experimented several times with acid, shrooms, DMT, Molly, a few opiates, and my personal love, marijuana.
He pulled out four baggies of shit that looked like brown sugar. Each bag had a small amount of the powder in it, and it was not really pure powder – it had what looked like very small crystals of brown and some white mixed in. I was slightly disappointed because the dose looked pretty small, and I wasn’t even sure this was MDMA at all; my friend D did not take any of the “MDMA” because she has never rolled and was also unsure. Anyway, I proceeded to snort the entire bag (not sure how much was in the bag, I estimate maybe 125mg?) and B and E split a bag.
We got out of the car and walked to the venue. About five minutes into our walk, I felt the effects. I had an extremely meth-y feeling: I was grinding my teeth and felt an intense amount of euphoria, and an urge to hug the three of them as if we were inseparable friends. I said, “Damn, I feel fucking awesome!” to B, who could barely even talk. I could feel the wideness of my pupils and was marveled at all the people and faces downtown. Everyone just looked so awesome. No one could fuck with me.
Well, the euphoria lasted about ten minutes
the euphoria lasted about ten minutes
. I got into the venue, grabbed some water, and the trance really killed my vibe. I’m not so sure if it was so much the “MDMA” wearing off, or if I really just wasn’t into the music. I went with D to the bathroom, looking at my black pupils in the mirror and laughing. At this point, I just felt pretty good. Definitely an amphetamine-type feel, as I was still grinding my teeth and my body felt tingly.
I walk back out to check on B and E, who are in the front, but not really vibing too much to the music. I look at B and ask how he’s feeling: he tells me he has just thrown up! He apologized to me, saying how sorry he was for selling me poison. I was pretty confused because my dose was twice as much as his, but I didn’t feel nauseous or as bad as he seemed to feel. This also killed my vibe, knowing my friend had thrown up his drugs and knowing that whatever I snorted wasn’t what it was hyped up to be. After about forty minutes, all effects wore off – my eyeballs were just huge.
We ended up leaving the venue to do a bit of coke, which was pretty good coke and woke me up a little bit. When D and I got home, it was easy for us to go to bed – at this point it was around 4am, and the “MDMA” seemed to be completely worn off.
I really don’t know what the hell I took last night, and I don’t feel it was enough for me to feel much of anything after a good thirty minutes. I have two baggies left and I am honestly not even sure when I would take it next.
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