#legal drugs

[zukkaart]

Zuko: whatever nothing matters

Sokka: *smiles*

Zuko: …maybe some things

[kaviary-blog]

~Tag nine people you want to get to know better~

I was tagged… like three times so I gotta 😂 by besties @pluviowriting, @writing-intheundercroft, @choccy-milky

Last Song?- Womanizer by Britney Spears is currently playing in my headphones and I type this (Kavi is listening to her Bimbo OC playlidt)

Favorite Color?- Purple or Green (specifically lilac and forest/sage green)

Currently Watching?- Depends on what you’re asking… right at this moment I’m working my way through Markiplier’s Help Wanted videos (and other fnaf shenanigans)

Last Movie?- Batman Under the Red Hood (I think, I cannae remember)

Sweet/Spicy/Savory?- It’s always a toss up between sweet and savory for me. But right now I’m eating pizza so…. Undecided

Relationship Status?- Single, I’m devoted to my delusions and brain rot

Current Obsessions?- Hogwarts Legacy (I know, shocking), FNAF, Miraculous Ladybug (all of the above since the very beginning)

Last Thing You Googled?- When the bicycle was invented

No pressure tags: @applinsandoranges, @ellivenollivander, @marketfreshfics, I don’t know nine people. Everyone else has don’t this, so if you haven’t and you read this, consider yourself tagged!!

[vicecolder]

Another Photograph

-vicecolder

[potter-pavlikovsky-popchyk]

“What’d you take?” TSH - Henry/Richard fic

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45234094

[healingheartdogs]

Whenever we have weed consistently for a while -- which is a lot more often lately since it's recreationally legal here in NY -- I'm like "hm I smoke too much, I don't need to smoke as often as I do, I should smoke less and try to keep it only for pain and sensory problems" and am always worried about being mindful of smoking for no reason and it just becoming habit. (It just took me a day and a half to finish one small bowl Selene packed for me for reference so no I don't really smoke too much lol). But then whenever we run out of weed and end up taking a t-break for a few days I am quickly like "OH my GOD I forgot the chronic physical pain and sensory overwhelm is literally ALL THE TIME, everything hurts"

Anyway don't just stop taking your meds because they're working so well you forget why you need them lol

[esaari]

just Creed things

[hollowboobtheory]

while I'm soapboxing, you need to quit thinking of addicts as a "them" situation. do you get irritable, groggy, and headachey without your daily coffee? congratulations! you're an addict. addiction can happen to anybody. it can happen to you. there's a decent chance it already has happened to you, just in a more socially accepted way that leads you to not think of it as an addiction.

[demonicnovelist]

*Pshh* Hey you! Yes you, I got something special for you. Do you want to look at some words and hallucinate for a while? Then you came to the right place! Here open this and go for a journey that you will never forget!

[x-heesy]

@derflaneur 😂

Ben Frost

Australian Pop Artist

www.benfrostisdead.com

#fuckingfavorite #pharmacy #legaldrugs #upersanddowners #symptombehandlung #nocure #stupido #mafia #wrong #moneymoneymoneymoney #fuckyouverymuch #somethingtosmile #benfrost #artagainstcorona #madeinaustralia #madeinaustraliawithlove #cartoons #comicart #fanart #instaartist #artdesires #arts_gallery #artworld #art_daily #arts_help #artposts #artistsoninstagram #regram #mybestof #thankyouwell

Soundtrack: i need to feel something by kadebostan

Credits above

[thcscout]

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[crazygnomenclature]

Ran this one originally when Minnesota was legalizing cannabis last year. And yes, those contracts are legally binding. The smiley face seals it.

[foldingfittedsheets]

I’ve never had a particularly strong desire to get high. Altered mind states have always been somewhat unappealing to me. The only drug I’ve ever enjoyed taking was a prescription strength muscle relaxant that loosened all my knots at once and sent me into the boneless slumber of jello. Top marks.

But I have dabbled with pot. As I’m wildly sensitive to smoke my only recourse was to try edibles and anyone could’ve predicted this was a recipe for disaster. So here’s the story of the first time I got high.

Brendan was a major stoner. He was a high energy guy who loved hiking, had his shit together, and absolutely loved getting high and relaxing. One day he decided to make pot brownies. Brendan was an amazing cook in his own right but he came into my life at a time when I was eating mayonnaise sandwiches and started giving me real food so I viewed him as a paragon of cookery. He made amazing desserts. And he didn’t make a batch of no pot brownies.

I’d never had one of Brendan’s brownies, before, but dear god I wanted one when they came out of the oven in a waft of rich chocolatey smells. They were fudgey and perfect and all that I wanted in the world was to eat one. I watched him take a bite, burning with envy and desire.

Being high seemed like a small price to pay if only I could sink my teeth into the warm splendor of brownie. I came up to where he was sitting on the couch, slightly behind his left shoulder. “Hey. I want to try a bite,” I told him.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!” I was sure as fuck that I wanted that brownie in my mouth.

Brendan was sat facing the tv and held up his hand without looking so I could take a bite. I am not a creature of modest bites. And I wanted that brownie. I took a huge bite, carving into the interior of the brownie, leaving Brendan with a only a rim.

He pulled his hand back and saw the brownie crime I had committed and gave a resigned chuckle. “Well this is going to be fun.”

On one other occasion in my life I’ve tried an edible and there was a brief relaxed period before things went horribly wrong that made me think, this is probably where most people stop and enjoy themselves.

But on this occasion, the massive bite of brownie didn’t drift me slowly up through layers of being high. It skyrocketed me into high space with great prejudice. I have no memory of a middle point, I wasn’t high and then I was suddenly so high I couldn’t function.

I’ve heard people talk about paranoia. I didn’t have that. Some people mention nervousness, no, none of that for me. My mind was simply gone. A thought would blip to life on one side of my brain and fail to travel through the fog to find its conclusion. I couldn’t think. I wasn’t really experiencing sensation. I was nothing in the void.

When Brendan realized I’d been staring wall eyed at nothing for too long he said, “How are you doing?”

It took a long time to process the words and even longer to slur out, “I can see everything.”

I don’t remember him getting up and leaving, or waiting, or anything really. Thoughts flickered and died in my mindscape, meaningless and alone.

Then Brendan put headphones on me.

I was unable to conceive of anything as wonderful as music surrounding me, and thus began the only nice part of the trip. I might have experienced ego death but at least I had the ethereal sounds of Pure Reason Revolution to wrap myself in.

I’m not sure how long the nice phase lasted. But eventually something started going wrong in my mouth. My throat became uncomfortable enough to pierce the haze I was in. It was almost numb, and impossibly dry. I drank water to no avail. Finally I conceived of the solution. “Ice cream!” I demanded of Brendan.

He went to grab some and I was dismayed that when I took a bite the sensation in my throat intensified. “It made it worse,” I complained.

“Made what worse?” Brendan asked, because of course I hadn’t actually told him why I’d wanted ice cream.

When I told him what was happening he said, “Oh, of course ice cream is going to make cotton mouth worse.”

“Well then why did you give it to me!” I complained. He smiled fondly at my irrational grumping and got me more water.

Finally I’d had enough. Music couldn’t erase my discomfort, I was getting frustrated I couldn’t think but I was still high as balls and I wanted the night to be over. Brendan suggested I go to bed so I climbed up into my bed and lay there, uncomfortably high.

I couldn’t sleep. My throat was so cottony, a side effect I hadn’t known existed and I thoroughly loathed.

Then I thought: I could masturbate! Brendan had talked about enjoying that while high. I’d give it a shot. My body however was wiser than my head and was having none of this plan. It refused to respond, stubbornly insisting that now was not the time.

I doubled down, refusing to give up on this horrible idea and in a bitter struggle, and against my body’s own wishes, I produced an orgasm that rated a 0 on the pleasure scale. Something happened but it was like a resentful flex of muscles that stopped immediately.

Furious with the overall experience of being high I buried my head in pillows and finally slept. I told Brendan the next day about my attempt and he facepalmed so hard. “Why didn’t you just go to sleep! You were way too high to enjoy that.”

I grumbled and agreed that it was very stupid. I tried to weigh the single bite of brownie I had with the absolutely wretched hours of discomfort and while it didn’t quite balance it was still pretty close. It was a really good brownie.

[somecunttookmyurl]

currently trying to patiently explain to my GP surgery that whilst they "may not ordinarily" issue a certificate signed by a doctor for prescribed medications there is no law against it but there is a law against me trying to take lisdexamfetamine -a very controlled substance- into Japan without one so that should probably take precedence

[politijohn]

Source

The DEA’s biggest policy change in over 50 years…long over due and still more work to do

This article explains the benefits of this policy change and outlines why it’s not a super profound update (marijuana is not decriminalized or legalized but this helps towards the case)

[notbecauseofvictories]

I will say, while there are many parts of my job that I would happily toss into the sea, it's very neat to stumble onto people who have been doing their job with truly off-the-charts levels of competence, but---and this is key---without the Higher Ups knowing even a little bit about it. I've met at least three of them in the last week, who definitely have been keeping one of our branches afloat, just by dint of their extraordinary levels of knowing.

Or, alternatively---i have been working at my company for 7 months. I discovered today that the entire company has been keeping a repository of policies and documents, with version control and everything. I thought we had 3-5 policies stuck together with bubblegum and hope, but no, there is a whole database!!!

"I'm surprised your manager didn't...uh. Tell you?" said the very nice man who showed me how to find the database.

"Mhm," I murmured noncommittally, because the alternative was frankly, I'd be shocked if she knew it existed.

[tiger-grace]

Jason, sighing and sitting down wearily: Another day, another dollar

Tim: You're unemployed??

Jason: Being a crimeboss basically makes me an essential worker in this city!

Tim, slowly moving away: I think looking into therapy would be a better use of essential work..

Jason: America may run on Dunkin’, but Gotham runs on mentally unstable criminals in power, and I’m the furthest thing from an exception.