Dear diary or whatever the fuck.
Yknow how happy n jolly I was yesterday?? Well I thought it was a good day to relax and smoke some weed. Had the worst trip of my life my dude. I guess I finally figured out how to pull properly cause damn, it kicked hard and BAD. My heartbeat went to fuckin 190 and it took me two hours to get it to 90. I wouldve enjoyed the trip without that tho. It was pretty cool, consciousness melting into consciousness n so on, like waking up from a dream in a dream in a dream. Like I'd start saying something dumb or biting on my fingers like a dog and then I'd get hit by this sudden realisation what I'm doing and what's going on. Shit was embarrassing. I was also high texting Dan. That was.. woah. I was more out of it so I was just saying whatever was on my mind, I felt so like confident and not awkward at all. But during my moments of clarity, I'd start apologising bahaha.
Got so much gay shit out of that hihi, Dan has been exposed as a fruit>:]. He wants to meet up before New Year's hehe. Omg hes so... I'm gonna... Uaaaa...
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