DONT READ THIS
Hello everybody,.
okay before you even read this understand what youre reading, some people might not even want to read all of this because im sure a lot of isnt going to make sense, but its flowing. and sorry for any typos, motor functions are at a loss right now. im trying to catch them as i go but mental functions are as well at a loss.
this isnt an acid story.
ha i like that smiley. okay well i basically have no clue what time it is right now, im sitting in my living room at the peak of easily the best trip ive ever had. it didnt start out that way, but after a long, stressful night (which had nothing to do with the lsd, but the fact that i was rising in my trip wasnt helping._)
but instead of telling you whats happened tonight i think ill endulge in whats going on right now. as i look around my living room, god its hard to see anything actually, probably from staring at this screen for so long, hang on and let my eyes adjust................. okay looking around my living room i feel as though jim morrison is speaking to me from the grave. the girl i live with is madle in love with jim morrison, posters everywhere. okay what the hell am i doing?
alright if youve read this far you must be bored, or actually interessted in this, whatever the hell you call it. so heres what im going to do, because right now is perfect. everything is perfect. if youre going to trip. man fuck this what am i doing?
EVERYBODY
if you have any sort of questions in your life,
if you dont know what youre doing here,
feel like youre just living each day just to see how shitty the next day can be.
if you need spiritual rejuvination.
is that even how you spell that fucking word.
a;slkd
do acid.
and listen to BUCKETHEAD
i do love that smiely right now.
man okay look this has been a huge waste of everybodys time, and i really am sorry. but trust me this has actually helped me chill out a lot, so im sorry and i think its about time for a cigarette. everyone please just ignore this, i just basically needed something to do to take my mind of things. off the world. off life. life? no not life. this is life. and what the fuck am i doing here typing? god im stuck in a cycle. oh shit the music stopped hang on okay after sitting here for a while the music isnt important. what is important is passing me by, eery minute of every day. changes need to be made. this life isnt me. maybe tomorrow, today, yesterday, whfenever the hell this drug wears off, ill somehow stumble onthis page and realize. the truth.
sure this drug can be lots of fun. play some xbox, watch some visualizers, but really you havent even experienced the true depths of lsd until youve looked inside yourself. damn i think my peaks wearing off, now im getting all philosiphal and shit. is that even a word. okay i think its time to go for a walk, watch the sunrise, something like that. and witht hat i bid you adue old life, as i step into the new world with my torn flip flops and ratt y shirt. abercrombie? why\\ this life is so generic. its time for something new.