My Clon blackout. WTF happened?
Answer's in the question, friend. Clon happened.
Has anyone had a blackout like this happen without drinking
Many many nights spent just like yours during the month or two I flirted with C-lam. Such a fucking temptress, luring you in with all that benzed out euphoria and turning your boring days into walking dreams of reckless, 0fuxgiven bliss. She'll pick you up and let you fly like a bird and then when she's bored of you she'll toss you under a bus with a big sweet smile on her face. Oh C-lam. How I hate you and miss you. Went out for some milk, got distracted and next thing I'm in the ghetto at 11pm and its pitch black and I forget my way home but I don't give a shit cause I've got a fist full of red pills a stomach full of blind misguided bravado and a brain so full of GABA I don't know if it's a brain anymore or a Dutch techno genre (that would have been funny on C-lam).
Long story short I let the honeymoon period stay as just that. Some might have the will to use this "functionally" but it's questionable as to whether it's even possible. This is no-nonsense "get me as fucked up as possible right now and fuck tomorrow" territory and little else imo.
All said and done I'm glad (personally, no offense to the clam super-fans out there, trust me I feel you) that this stuff is becoming gold-dust. Seems every day another vendor runs out with no intention of restocking. I am a little curious as to why - this shit had a "boom" then just fell off while there's still mountains of other rc benzos kicking around, does it call on some rare/obscure ingredient? Idk - but for my own health and sanity glad. If it goes extinct I wholeheartedly say it will be missed - the vicious fiendish little pink monster of amnesiac love with the balls to not even pretend it was anything but a monster. It knew, we knew, we dove in headfirst regardless because well - because DAMN, that's why.
Fuckin C-lam man. Good times.