Desomorphine / krokodyle is the fucking devil. Absolutely no recreational value what so ever. You know that shit is rotting your bones, eating your flesh and dissolving your organs yet you still do it. Fucking insanity. Batshit crazy fucking insanity.
It's been 21 years since I last tweaked for a weekend. Like the drug is wont to do, it slowly but surely drags you deeper into it the longer you use it. Like a black hole that at some point swallow your soul the longer you use it. I was lucky enough to keep my use strictly recreational, a handful of friends were not so lucky. I almost got dragged into its depths in 1996 in Eugene Oregon. Crazy good shit, pale blue to completely clear shards. Smoked it and snorted it mainly and if I would have stayed another week I would have been sucked into oblivion. I live on big island Hawaii now and I have been tempted to give it a try. It's been so long though that the cravings are easily manageable now.
Next would be bathsalts, followed by flakka, followed by PCP, followed by some research chems.