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A bad trip
Substances: Mushrooms
By: Matt
E-mail: emcee83@hotmail.com
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Well, one Saturday night, in the summer. I just recently bought around
13 grams of mush of one of my buddies. I bought it cause I had a friend
of mine that wanted to drop them with me. So me and my 2 friends, met
up at some school. I took out my bag of mushies, one of my friends payed
me for 4, and I spotted 4 to my other friend. Now before droppin the mush,
we decided to have a little sesh with one of my buddies pipe. So we ended
up smoking about 2 grams to ourselves, then we decided to drop our mush.
We ate them up with no problem since we had the munchies real bad. So
after finishing all of them, we decided to go for a walk. We walked up
near the mall and when we got around Tim Hortons, me and my buddy were
starting to feel the mushies. We started giggling uncontrollably. We left
Tim Hortons and were about to cross the street to the mall when I decided
to say "man, im pretty fucked up, should we book?" my other
buddy agreeded with me, but my other friend was telling us not to book
and to just calm down. We all eventually got back on our bikes and went
home. On my way home all I could see were the same people over and over
again, I am not sure on how I got home since I was soo fucked up. I came
home and my rents had friends over, and of course they all wanted to talk
to me, I was so nervous and everything that I walked straight past them
and said I needed to go to bed. I went to my room, got undressed, got
in my bed and realized I could'nt sleep, so I came back out, went downstairs
and decided to try and phone my girlfriend, since that was the only thing
really on my mind at the time, other than the fact that I knew I was messed
up and I could'nt controll it. So I called her and I sat in a corner of
my computer room no shirt on, wrapped in a blanket and I must of asked
her "are you there?" and million times cause I thought she kept
leaving me. Soon after my rents came in and said I should go to bed, so
I listened to them and I went to bed, I could'nt sleep so I just sat up
all night drawing and looking at my hands and feet pretty much since they
tripped the hell out of me. After the phone conversation things started
to calm down for me, I just had a bad trip to start off with. If you don't
think this was a bad trip, then you had to have been in my mind to know
what I'm talking about. That was my third time dropping mush, and right
now I'm considering about buying an Ounce of mushies! Good times! |
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