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I'd been smokin' pot on saturday with Chris, we got through a 1/4 with somde other people I can't remember, Chris' girlfriend maybe?
I'd been smokin' pot on saturday with Chris, we got through a 1/4 with somde other people I can't remember, Chris' girlfriend maybe? sunday we were bored as fuck we phoned Dave (the hippy dealer near chris) he grew 'shrooms in this old fuckin' fishtank. We got about $30, this was like my 5th time on mushrooms, so we nuked the fuckers! So we were just like chillin' nothing much happening. slowly the glow crept on me, the colors were screwed in the room, I was spinning and my chair engulfed me, I was fuckin' scared, the chair was so comfortable and wasbreathing in time with me, I felt like i was controlling it, my head split open then, the colors in the fucking room were swirling and moulding into each other, coke bottle to pen, pen to coke bottle then they'd split apart. The chair was talking to me about every one not appreciating the trip, chris said I was insane and kept ballooning out, i ran to the window the rain was rolling down the pane, the fucking chair was still attached to me and the clowns from the t.v.? kept laughing and moulding to one huge clown then moving back.I looked out the window at the street, chris put on some fucking led Zeppelin (i think) It made the sound waves slow down so they were visible, I began breathing shapes onto the the window, the window hit my head, it started breathing fucking heavily, it was breaking on me, but i couldn't move away, i was spinning too much. the window kept on breathing, i just fell down and slept, i could hear the rythm of the windows breath and it scared the shit out of me, apparently i was laughing and crying myself to sleep!
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