the american dream for a savage animal

i ate like 4 grams of the fire ass shit
i drank only god knows how much jimm beam and took like 4 beer bongs
after the beer bongs i felt the need to vomit.
everything was all bright and loud and seemed to slant
i puked in the hall way rite as i was grabbing for the bathroom door and laughed. i puked up fat chucks of shrooms
so i decided to go get some more shrooms shortly after. so i went and got a quarter about 9 grams and ate most of it. i walked through my neighborhood at like 4 in the morning until 8 lost in the fog and street lights beaming down upon certain areas. the guy i got this shit from kept talking about native gods and the trees with souls and shit i found myself in a strange primal sense of instint to wonder throughout my wilderness