TheBrazilian said:

Who still uses PCP? like wtf is wrong with you.

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Crystal G said:

TheBrazilian said:

Who still uses PCP? like wtf is wrong with you.

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Um, it's EXTREMELY popular in Philly and sold pretty much on almost every street corner.

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Crystal G said:

FUCK!!!!! Only 3 days back in Philadelphia, and I already got robbed. All I remember is getting wasted drunk, picking up dippers (PCP) at the same exact spot I used to cop dope and rock from, smoking them in Kensington, and walking around a Kensington ghetto all by myself for 5-6 hours. I was completely disoriented after smoking 3 PCP cigarettes, could barely even walk or talk, and I have no clue what happened to me in those 5-6 hours. I woke up with cuts all over my fingers, dirt all over the front of my dress, several bruises and cuts on my ass, and no idea how any of that shit got there.

The only thing that I remember is that I was robbed completely blind at the end. Got all my shit taken, including all my subs and phenobarb, my phone, ALL MY SHIT, thankfully I still have enough subs in my suitcase back at home to last me the remainder of my trip.

I just thank god I didn't relapse on dope or rock, all I picked up was dippers.

And the ONLY REASON I made it back home to my old roommate's place, was because A FUCKING ANGEL picked me up that night. I remember being completely disoriented and hailing down random cars on the street after I got robbed, because I thought they were taxi's and I wanted to GTFO out of there as fast as possible. Some black guy rolling by saw me and was like "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE ALL BY YOURSELF?!?!!?! GET IN THE CAR!!!!!"

He drove me around for god knows how long, I remember trying to tell him what happened to me, but he couldn't understand a word I was saying, and the only words I could manage to utter out were "Help me, help me, help me please!"

I kept trying to pay him thinking he was a taxi, and he refused my money, like he was genuinely worried about me and kept telling me "Holy shit you drank WAY too much girl." I kept trying to tell him the intersection my roommate lived at, but my words were so slurred he could barely understand me. I FINALLY managed to stutter out the words "F-F-F-F-FRANKFORD NNNN GIRRRARRRRRRARD" and he not only dropped me off there, but walked me back to my old roommate's place, and made sure I made it back home safe. Didn't even accept my money when I tried to pay him. THAT MAN WAS A FUCKING ANGEL.

I fried on acid a few days ago and am frying again this weekend, I got SOME SERIOUS SHIT to report back to you guys. BRB IN LIKE A MINUTE GUYS

PS Don't worry about me I'm fine now

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You're so cool crystal. I wanna be just like you when I grow up. And if I ever have daughters I want them to be just like you as well

Bitter Cactus said:

Walking in the ghetto as a young attractive woman high on drugs is basically like a free pass for one of those thugs to rape or kill.

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TheBrazilian said:

Bitter Cactus said:

Walking in the ghetto as a young attractive woman high on drugs is basically like a free pass for one of those thugs to rape or kill.

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Not like an upper middle class guy wouldn't take advantage of her at a party or club either.

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