Good Times
Last night was fucking awesome. My friend called me up in the evening and he's like, "A bunch of us are shrooming do you want in?". Oh course I said yes. I came up with a huge elaborate lie and got my parents to let me stay out the night. When I got to his house there were a shitload of kids there, most of whom I didn't know. Anyway, we eventually got the shrooms, and damn. They tasted like shit (they were coated in white chocolate, but it didn't fully cover up the taste), but luckily for me cuz I had an empty stomach, they kicked in quickly. It was like XTC but with less negative effects. I went out for two walks last night. Some friends and I were walking out barefoot and acting really fucked up, it was great. Anyway, all I had last night was one patty of shrooms. I have one more left, and I also got two hits of acid. I wish I had enough money for the DMT. It's so fucking expensive, $50 a hit, but I hear it is definitely worth it. All in all, this was definitely a night to be remembered. Damn I love my drugs.