I took eight hits that Miguel gave me, six were plain white paper, and two had ink on them, and it was awesome. But my stomach hurts real bad.
I was going to try to make this awesome, but it's not. It's fun though. So saddle up.
I loved a girl once, but she wasn't that into me. This actually happened more than once.
We went for a walk with the dog, and discovered this huge swamp that somebody built next to an elementary school.
I was trying to play this game I had on Steam, Red Faction: Guerilla. It took me a while to figure it all out.
I've got a book full of stupid things I thought back when I was on better drugs.
For some reason, dude couldn't get the bbq sauce container open without scissors.
They call them research chemicals. It's like ****ing raver party acid for the kids who can't handle ego destruction.
The swamp was some poorly thought out excuse for wetlands development I suppose. Stagnant bogs aren't a good swap for a clean creek but whatever.
At least that's what I thought, except it turns out that these things will turn your brain to jelly for a while.
I was watching Casino, figuring it'd be a good segue into confusion, and all of the sudden I was hallucinating that I was in the ****ing movie.
So I know these things have got something on them, I mean, dude's got like six eyes and I'm pretty sure he started out with two, but it just ain't what I thought it would be.
And everything I type on here is whispered into my ear by this strange voice.
And all of the sudden it hits me, that the whole thing is really just about creating as much chaos and destruction as possible before time runs out.
Funguys need you helf. Untherwise, they're just like plantz.
Enough of that.
Casino is ****ing awesome. Scorsese is the man. I just have one question.
Where do I have to go to get good clean acid?