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What's It Matter?
There was gallons of sweat dripping down from my arm pits and I didnt know where I was. My fingers started bleeding and my hands looked broken. My eyes were so blood shot and dialated that there was no blue color, only red and black. I was so dizzy and I could swear I was in a little shack high in the mountains like on beverly hills ninja. I was FUCKED! I was tripping harder on those mushrooms then one time when I dropped ten tabs of white blodder acid.