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Trip report about Weed - Wedding Cake from One Love Bob Marley Shop Kiel

00:00
I roll a joint and light it sweetly. It draws easily and I immediately feel the pressure on my throat. After a couple of drags, I started coughing, but I kept smoking. My friend took the joint from me and inhaled calmly, as if her lungs were made of titanium. We exchanged glances and started giggling—apparently, that bud-fueled lightness and carefreeness I love had already set in somewhere in our heads.

00:07
My friend lit a cigarette, and I sat there staring at the trees. I got high, and right away. It felt like a regular, good high from a whole bud. And it didn't even feel any different from the broken bud. The high gradually hits hard, and my friend also enjoyed it, even though she's not a fan of indica.

00:15
After finishing smoking and grabbing everything, we decided to head outside. Fidgeting and gathering ourselves, we seemed to be creating a silly scene from a movie where we're stoned and trying to find something we thought we needed. My friend put on some makeup and we hit the road. A sluggish, adventurous journey.
00:25
We left the apartment, and a blast of fresh air immediately hit us. I wanted to breathe it in before the heat we were about to enter. The high is consistently strong, my eyes catch on anything visible and I confidently walk forward. My friend is starting to joke around and is already trying to talk some kind of scam into me. The typical "indica high" begins: a calm settles in your body, mixed with lethargy, and you can't decide whether to sit down or keep walking, but you feel equally high in any position.

00:50
It's hard to hold one thought for more than a minute—they collapse like a house of cards, and you're on to the next one before you even notice. It's a high-level thulite, and you can even feel its own pineal annoyances. For example, walking feels a little strange—as if my shoes are a little too big and my steps are unnaturally slow, even though everything is fine. From the outside, I'm sure my friend and I look no different from the people around us, but it's always this pineal ration.
1:20
My friend starts a random conversation, and I try to really get into it, but sometimes... it's just... off-putting. I keep coming back to this, but neither of us takes offense, since we're both in that state. And when we finally manage to connect, we delve into the meaning of what she said earlier, laughing at how far we've gotten.
1:40
Havingn't decided on a final route, we head deeper into the streets to get lemonade.. the suffocation is still noticeable, even more so because of this stuffiness. My brain feels like it's turned to plasticine
2:00
We stopped at a small shop and picked up our lemonade. Our mood instantly lifted as we took our first sip. A first sip full of freshness. As my friend said, "An antipyretic salvo." This definitely saved our trip, and the rest of our walk felt more comfortable. The effect lingered and didn't subside at all.

2:30-…
As you might have guessed, we strolled for a long time. Along the way, we stopped at a bar and smoked another joint with a glass of water. The good old smoke had a different, but no less powerful effect. The dryness had become more noticeable after the water, and the high had once again enveloped me in its captivating embrace. We emerged onto a road, the houses around us like sets, and we glided between them like characters in a scene no one was filming. A friend might say something and not finish it, but I still understood what she meant. A kind of silent, deadened agreement.

Conclusion
The aftereffects lingered for a good two hours, even after we'd snacked some sandwich. The foggy feeling in my head left a distinct trace of the high. By late evening, it felt like we'd emerged from a slumberous trance. My eyelids drooped, my shoulders relaxed, and after grabbing some ice cream, I texted my friend to start rolling a joint. As you can imagine, Friday evening was fantastic.
I woke up feeling full and clear-headed, thirsty and eager to get high again. That's all for me. 💨

Trip report about Cocaine Peru 97% from One Love Bob Marley Shop Kiel

00:01
Just snorted two thick lines. My nose immediately burns, and a chemical taste trickles down my throat. After 2-3 minutes, a slight rush. My heart speeds up, as if someone turned on the turbo. The colors become more saturated. A pleasant euphoria sets in—light, but very pure. My whole body seems to come alive, my muscles fill with energy. I want to move.

00:15

Peak. Oh my god.
My brain is working at 200%. My thoughts are clear, laser-fast. Everything I think is brilliant. My confidence is off the charts. I am the king of the world, the wittiest, most attractive, most interesting person within a thousand kilometers. I want to talk, write, create, dance, fuck—all at the same time. Social anxiety has completely disappeared. Even if I were the most boring person on the planet, I'd find common ground with them and make them my best friend in five minutes.

My body feels light. I'm never cold. My core temperature has risen, my skin is sensitive. I feel every heartbeat in my temples. Sometimes my hands tremble slightly. My nose is a little stuffy, but it's nothing.

As always, I want more.

00:35

The euphoria is still lingering, but the characteristic cocaine-like undertone is already setting in—a slight paranoia and an explosion. I want more. A lot. I check my phone every 30 seconds, even though nothing is happening. My thoughts start to revolve around one topic: what if I do another line?

My talkativeness is at its peak. I'm messaging everyone, ideas pouring out one after another. It feels like I've finally understood life 100%. In half an hour, the understanding will slowly begin to fade, and I'm in ecstasy)))

01:00
Descent.

The euphoria fades, leaving behind emptiness and irritability.

I want to repeat it, to recapture that magical state. The classic cocaine cycle: just a little more and that's it.

Overall:

A short, bright, very egotistical high. Great for parties, socializing, sex, and any activity that requires charisma and energy. "Bad for deep introspection or calm—cocaine isn't about self-knowledge, it's about being the best, and everyone should see that right now."

Aftertaste is crap. Depression, emptiness, a desire to repeat. Classic.
Rating: 10/10 for the peak, 10/10 for the quality of the stuff. 🔥💪

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