I literally love this stuff

So I've never had access to a consistent supply of 2C-B until last weekend at a festival. I had a few pills with me, and then the session gods blessed me on the saturday with some bloke coming round selling powder for £10. I had the opportunity to do larger amounts than I've ever done before (never gone over ~15 mg before) and also more frequently.

The first thing I love is that it gives me energy. Like, a lot. But it doesn't feel stimmy at all - ie. it doesn't feel forced, it's just like I feel very much not tired. The closest thing I could compare that to I guess is modafinil. I did it 3 days on the run (2 of which was preceding MDMA) and despite the fact that my friends all crashed at like 3am each day on a comedown, I didn't feel tired at all, and was dancing like an absolute maniac to tqd and Holy Goof. In fact, at 6am, I was still too energetic to sleep, and even with half a bar of xanax I was energetic enough to run to the toilets and back which finally tired me enough to fall into a trippy sleep.

Next, I got absolutely no anxiety from it at all. At one point while waiting for my friends to get food, I looked at the sky, noticed how many tracers, visuals and swirly geometry was in my vision and thought "holy fuck, I'm tripping shit right now". This was probably on a closer to 30mg dose on this day, with a tolerance from the previous two. The visuals are unlike anything I've ever done, and I've done 225 ug of acid before, but I had absolutely no anxiety. Whatsoever. LSD bugs me out a bit and makes me feel socially awkward, like everyone knows I'm tripping or I feel ugly or unwanted or whatever. None of that with 2C-B. A little bit of confusion, sure, but nothing beyond what a few beers would otherwise do to me - and, to tell the truth, I had also been having quite a few cans on the side. Oh, and maybe a bit of ketamine. Actually in hindsight that explains the confusion, so I can probably safely say the 2C-B itself is quite lucid. Which leads me onto my next point.

MDMA gives you euphoria. It's great, sure. Until the magic of it wears off. I've not done MDMA dangerously (I hope) but I've not perhaps not done it following the ideal usage pattern, so it's quite familiar to me now. I still get pinged off it, but I'm having a four-ish month break from it now just because I feel like it's getting to the point where it feels too familiar. However, 2C-B just makes everything right. Like, I didn't feel coked up or speedy or euphoric - but not a single negative thought (or even a neutral one) went through my head in the time I was on it. Everything was funny. I was creasing up on the floor over stupid unfunny shit and I was fucking loving it. I'd laugh at myself laughing. I'd laugh at how ridiculous and stupid bassline and modern dance music is now, while still enjoying the music loads (don't get me wrong, I love bassline, but it is a bit daft at times). I'd laugh at the actors at the festival. I'd laugh at the weird visuals making my skin look odd (which it does on LSD too, but I'm always too mentally fucked up to be able to properly analyse the visuals on LSD). Like, I can appreciate this kind of happiness so much more, because rather than feeling like I was just fucked up on drugs, it just felt like one of those really good days that happen naturally. Like phenibut gives you sometimes. You just feel like a fucking don. You're walking along, chill af, and you just want to fucking scream "fuck yeah boys and girls it's all calm". Found me a nice girl at this festival and normally this guy's a bit shy but this brominated bad boy of a phenethylamine whipped me right out of my shell and on the trippy road to pound town. Like, you know when you look at people and think "how the fuck are you that smooth"? It was like I was having those shower thoughts of exactly what to say at the right moment, but in real time.

Next up, the colours. I know what people mean now when they say it makes the world look cartoony. Reds look redder than ever. Greens and purples look ridiculously deep. They look like totally new colours. I still have a bit of HPPD from it nearly a week on and to be honest I'm loving it, the world looks so much more vibrant and organic. Colours just seemed to pop. Combined with the incredible light shows at the festival and you can see why I had a good time.

Finally the body load. I expected nausea - a lot of my friends throw up on 2C-B, and I hate throwing up so I was dreading the experience a bit. Don't get me wrong, my digestive system wasn't too happy, I had a bit of gas and there was one moment on the highest dose when I felt a little bit queasy. But only because I'd just also had the world's largest arrangement of cheesy chips delivered into my mouth hole.

As you can probably tell by this absolute ramble, I'm quite happy with how it went. Despite having a slight comedown from the pingers, I've had a lovely trippy acid-like afterglow which has kept me in check. And now I know how well this stuff goes as motherfucking wibbly party fuel, I'm sure I'll be doing it again soon enough.

Thanks for reading my review boys and girls. I'd rate 2C-B a solid 8/8.

EDIT: Just saw someone else say this and I've got to retell it because it's a perfect summary: 2C-B is what I thought LSD would be before I tried acid. Just pretty visuals, laughing and happiness.