They're awesome. They're shitty. I've done pretty much all of them that the regular person could name at the top of their head, short of heroin or DMT. No interest in dope, opiates suck dick, but DMT is kind of like the one that got away. Ether is amazing. The out of body experience was one of the best feelings of my life. Didn't care for 2ci. Don't mess with research chemicals kiddos, that's bad juju right there. They call it LSD's retarded cousin for a reason.
On another note, never buy shit from some trailer trash girl wearing jean shorts, a tank top, and hoop earrings. The X will always be stepped on, and the meth is shit. Must be too much battery acid or sudafed or whatever they make the shit with nowadays. I don't get how these are some full blown junkies making the shit in their parents' garage, and they still can't get it right. I cooked my first crack rock when I was 16 or 17 and it only took five minutes! Granted, all you need is some coke, baking soda, a spoon and a lighter, but I was a dumb kid cooking better work than addicts dedicated to the craft. Yeah, my generation is lazy and talentless, okay. All the info you need to cook is online nowadays, and these junkies are still getting out produced by high school kids who took a course in chemistry.
Crack is my favorite, easily. Coke is too cut, but no matter how stepped on it might be if you cook yourself a nice rock you'll be blitzed for hours if you do it right. All you need is a little 20 line of coke, cook it up, and you got 25 hits in your pocket. Granted, it'll probably be gone in an hour, but that's a problem to deal with an hour from then. You can always cop some more, shit is dirt cheap. On a side note, if you don't feel like cooking the powder and go straight for the rock, always bring a black guy with you. Horrendously racist, yeah, I know, but it's true! Dealers charge a white guy 20 bucks for a rock they'd sell a black guy for 10. When you look at it that way, who's really the racist in this equation? The dealers, that's who! Powder is a white man's game, rock is black. Probably the government's fault for centuries of institutional racism, but that's just the way it is. You don't see too many crackheads outside the ghetto, and the ones that are aren't too long for it neither. Rock is cheaper than powder, and you can always turn the powder into cheap rock, it's the way it goes.
Stay away from opiates and benzos though, children. That's the devil's work if I've ever seen it. Crackheads are funny. They're the friendly neighborhood addicts who wipe your windshield for a quarter with the same dirty rag that only makes it less clean than it was to begin with. Dope fiends though? They're dangerous. Those withdrawals will kill a man, and they know it. They're liable to do some dirty ass things to another human being to prevent their own pain. Can't even say I blame them, realistically.
Hallucinogens are just, just awesome. Granted, you have to be in the right state of mind to take them. I made the mistake of tripping off four hits while going through a bad break up, and lets just say I didn't have a good time. Soul scarringly bad, I might say. On the flip side, if you're a good state of mind, have nothing to do for the next 8-12 hours, and are mentally strong enough to get over the initial what the fuck is going on feeling, you're in for the best time of your life. Just remember, the drugs will make you think it's taking over your mind, but they're not. You are in full control, you just have to remind yourself.
Weed is for pussies. Don't smoke that shit, all it does it make you lazy and unproductive. Pop an adderall or drink a coffee and join the the rest of civilized world. Saying it helps you cope with your anxiety is a cop out. Guess what? Everybody is fucking anxious, get over it. Human psychiology is set up that way, we're constantly alert for potential dangers to our safety and the safety of those around us. You can't smoke weed to deal with your anxiety if you have to go to work in half an hour. Shit is dangerous/makes you a moron, two things employers hate. What happens when it wears off? Does the anxiety magically disappear? If it does, fuck you, you just wanted an excuse to get high. If it doesn't, that's a dependence, and also fuck you. Own up to your shit, you're a drug addict just like the rest of us. Quit that pot isn't addictive bullshit and get off your goddamn pedastal.