LSD (10 drops of liquid) -- Inexperienced -- Was fun, ended hellishly.
Okay, well let me fill you in on some info here, This was my 4th time tripping, im not new to drugs, i had eaten shrooms 2 times, too much dxm, etc. So anyway, I tripped off 6 liquid hits and it was fun so I thought why not try 10. Well it was a friday and I was with my bestfriend kris, and we met this kid jearmy at school who could get acid for us (it has been real dry) so anyway we go up to this subway to wait for the dude to come with the acid. We end up smoking a ton of weed then the dude comes and he put 2 drops on each sugar cube.
So anyway kris and i go home and jearmy asks if he can chill there until patrick comes home (he was spending the night there) so anyway we go home (kris' grandmothers house) and jearmy is liek dude, this acid is very strong, i wouldnt eat 10 hits, and kris and i thought he was trying to con us out of some hits of acid so we both went ahed and ate all of our acid(around 7:30 or so). The first few hours were fun, we were just chilling downstairs watching commercials with techno music playing and they were funny as hell.
Shortly after I was fucked to hell, I was tripping harder than ever, I had the worst memory and we were just straight fucked up, and we decided we were going to walk up to patricks house to go smoke (its like 10:30 not and his grandmother is very weird and she is pretty strict and wouldnt let us go anyway) but we all start walking upstarits and out the door and his grandmother is liek where do you think you are going and kris is like uhh...to patricks, and shes like hell no you arent. So i run back to kris' room up stairs and im laughing my ass off and im like what the fuck just happened, haha. and jearmy is liek well i gotta go, and kris is like jearmy is going to patricks and his grandmother is like who, what, you are staying here, and hes like yeah but jearmy is leaving.
So he leaves and me and kris are sitting in his room upstairs, and he has eaten acid liek 20+ times or so (once 16 hits) and he was like dude, i have never fuckign tripped this hard. And were bothing like really paranoid and were like fuck what are we going to do, and worrying about if we have to talk to his grandmother, and were just sitting there worrying and im like fuck dude, lest just stay here, be quiet and not move...and then im liek wait, fuck it, just be happy and dont worry, and hes like okay... Well were sitting there, and i forget what was happening and im like okay shake my hand and agree with me that we arent insane, and we shook hands (and did this like 8 seperate times) and kris left to go to the bathroom and i was getting real fucked up visuals, not liek trippy shit, but i would be places and see things that wasnt really there. And I was really worried that kris was going to go downstairs and say some fucked up shit to his grandmother.
Then he comes back and hes liek who are you? and im like im mike? you dont know who i am, and we start lauging, and hes like damn dude....who...are you? and im like im mike dude. and hes like wait...i went to school to learn how to talk? and we started laughing our asses off. and then his grandmother was like mike needs to move his car into the car port, and kris was liek where are your keys, and around then i started to progressively wigg out, and I was like wait, i am you. none of these other people exist (ex: his grandmother) and i woudlnt let him move my car, and around then i just sort of blacked out and i dont remember much, but around then i started running around and yelling and shit, and i went to him and his grandmother and im like are you happy? lsd lsd. then later on in his room i bit him multiple times and i punched him in the face a few times and in other random spots (none of which i remember) but he said i woudl be cool one second then the next i would be latched on with my teeth. and they called my parents cause i was getting real weird and they called patricks house and him and all his friends have had a lot of experience with acid so they came to try to calm me down, and i went outside i rememebr sitting there in the cold indian style being like im fucking insane, im fucking insane.
I remember being real cold too and like this weird bald dude with glasses (there was like 7 of the same exact dude) kept smothering me with the same jacket. And I remember at one point being in kris' kitchen and his grandmother was tugging on one arm and kris the other and they were like Im kris, no im kris, back and forth(it was very fucked up cause nothing near this happened the whole night)anyway everybody was trying to hold me down , and then they were like call an ambulance, and then my mom and her boyfriend got there and he was trying to help restrain me and i remember thinking i was bleeding to death from my nose and the paramedics couldnt really do much and they wanted to take me to the hospital (i had a heart rate of around 180 and they said if i didnt calm down that i was going to have a heart attack) but my moms boyfriend worked in mental health for years so hes liek i can handle this well just take him home, and i calmed down a little bit.
The next thing i remember im sitting out my couch and i thought that i was driving somewhere in my car with friends and i was freaking out cause i remember sitting there thinking that my other half was driving and about to crash and this voice inside just kept saying "breathe" and i was having trouble breating, and i thought that i was dead and trapped in some sort of lsd hell and that i had to say a phrase to get me out. and i was like "dude wheres my car, lsds the bomb, weheres cris, all i care about is my car, lsd is the bomb, lsd is the bomb" then i was thinking to my self, okay, i need to learn to not care about my car, then i will be free, so i relaxed a little bit on the couch and i remember looking outside my window and it was changing seasons, and the tv was on and they were watching me , it was like this old colorless movie and they(the people in the tv) were like "damn look at him, hes fucked up, yeah man he wigged out, did he? what did he take, he took lsd man, way too much" and everything on tv was going with what was happeneing to me, liek all of my friends were in the tv trying to help me out of this lsd maze and i would get close and they were liek yeah man ,yeah and there would be good music and there would be like a bird flying freely, and then i woudl do something wrong and the music would get bad and the bird would crash, and the expressions on my friends faces were like aww man, damn (i didnt see them but i knew this) and i remember throwing up at some point. and i remember my moms boyfriend giving me beer to take the edge off, and i started to calm down a little then it woudl be lsd hell again then calm again.
I finnaly fell asleep around 4 or so, but it was the most horrible night of my life, I was so scared, and in so much pain. Im very glad that my parents were cool about it and by my side the whole time though. I felt horrible for the next few days, my muscles were all sore and i still feel like the biggest asshole to kris' grandmother. But she has forgiven me but damn, im never eating acid again in my life. I guess the 6 drops i had eaten before were watered down or something. I never had any clue that acid could fuck with you head nearly that much though.
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Okay, well let me fill you in on some info here, This was my 4th time tripping, im not new to drugs, i had eaten shrooms 2 times, too much dxm, etc. So anyway, I tripped off 6 liquid hits and it was fun so I thought why not try 10. Well it was a friday and I was with my bestfriend kris, and we met this kid jearmy at school who could get acid for us (it has been real dry) so anyway we go up to this subway to wait for the dude to come with the acid. We end up smoking a ton of weed then the dude comes and he put 2 drops on each sugar cube.
So anyway kris and i go home and jearmy asks if he can chill there until patrick comes home (he was spending the night there) so anyway we go home (kris' grandmothers house) and jearmy is liek dude, this acid is very strong, i wouldnt eat 10 hits, and kris and i thought he was trying to con us out of some hits of acid so we both went ahed and ate all of our acid(around 7:30 or so). The first few hours were fun, we were just chilling downstairs watching commercials with techno music playing and they were funny as hell.
Shortly after I was fucked to hell, I was tripping harder than ever, I had the worst memory and we were just straight fucked up, and we decided we were going to walk up to patricks house to go smoke (its like 10:30 not and his grandmother is very weird and she is pretty strict and wouldnt let us go anyway) but we all start walking upstarits and out the door and his grandmother is liek where do you think you are going and kris is like uhh...to patricks, and shes like hell no you arent. So i run back to kris' room up stairs and im laughing my ass off and im like what the fuck just happened, haha. and jearmy is liek well i gotta go, and kris is like jearmy is going to patricks and his grandmother is like who, what, you are staying here, and hes like yeah but jearmy is leaving.
So he leaves and me and kris are sitting in his room upstairs, and he has eaten acid liek 20+ times or so (once 16 hits) and he was like dude, i have never fuckign tripped this hard. And were bothing like really paranoid and were like fuck what are we going to do, and worrying about if we have to talk to his grandmother, and were just sitting there worrying and im like fuck dude, lest just stay here, be quiet and not move...and then im liek wait, fuck it, just be happy and dont worry, and hes like okay... Well were sitting there, and i forget what was happening and im like okay shake my hand and agree with me that we arent insane, and we shook hands (and did this like 8 seperate times) and kris left to go to the bathroom and i was getting real fucked up visuals, not liek trippy shit, but i would be places and see things that wasnt really there. And I was really worried that kris was going to go downstairs and say some fucked up shit to his grandmother.
Then he comes back and hes liek who are you? and im like im mike? you dont know who i am, and we start lauging, and hes like damn dude....who...are you? and im like im mike dude. and hes like wait...i went to school to learn how to talk? and we started laughing our asses off. and then his grandmother was like mike needs to move his car into the car port, and kris was liek where are your keys, and around then i started to progressively wigg out, and I was like wait, i am you. none of these other people exist (ex: his grandmother) and i woudlnt let him move my car, and around then i just sort of blacked out and i dont remember much, but around then i started running around and yelling and shit, and i went to him and his grandmother and im like are you happy? lsd lsd. then later on in his room i bit him multiple times and i punched him in the face a few times and in other random spots (none of which i remember) but he said i woudl be cool one second then the next i would be latched on with my teeth. and they called my parents cause i was getting real weird and they called patricks house and him and all his friends have had a lot of experience with acid so they came to try to calm me down, and i went outside i rememebr sitting there in the cold indian style being like im fucking insane, im fucking insane.
I remember being real cold too and like this weird bald dude with glasses (there was like 7 of the same exact dude) kept smothering me with the same jacket. And I remember at one point being in kris' kitchen and his grandmother was tugging on one arm and kris the other and they were like Im kris, no im kris, back and forth(it was very fucked up cause nothing near this happened the whole night)anyway everybody was trying to hold me down , and then they were like call an ambulance, and then my mom and her boyfriend got there and he was trying to help restrain me and i remember thinking i was bleeding to death from my nose and the paramedics couldnt really do much and they wanted to take me to the hospital (i had a heart rate of around 180 and they said if i didnt calm down that i was going to have a heart attack) but my moms boyfriend worked in mental health for years so hes liek i can handle this well just take him home, and i calmed down a little bit.
The next thing i remember im sitting out my couch and i thought that i was driving somewhere in my car with friends and i was freaking out cause i remember sitting there thinking that my other half was driving and about to crash and this voice inside just kept saying "breathe" and i was having trouble breating, and i thought that i was dead and trapped in some sort of lsd hell and that i had to say a phrase to get me out. and i was like "dude wheres my car, lsds the bomb, weheres cris, all i care about is my car, lsd is the bomb, lsd is the bomb" then i was thinking to my self, okay, i need to learn to not care about my car, then i will be free, so i relaxed a little bit on the couch and i remember looking outside my window and it was changing seasons, and the tv was on and they were watching me , it was like this old colorless movie and they(the people in the tv) were like "damn look at him, hes fucked up, yeah man he wigged out, did he? what did he take, he took lsd man, way too much" and everything on tv was going with what was happeneing to me, liek all of my friends were in the tv trying to help me out of this lsd maze and i would get close and they were liek yeah man ,yeah and there would be good music and there would be like a bird flying freely, and then i woudl do something wrong and the music would get bad and the bird would crash, and the expressions on my friends faces were like aww man, damn (i didnt see them but i knew this) and i remember throwing up at some point. and i remember my moms boyfriend giving me beer to take the edge off, and i started to calm down a little then it woudl be lsd hell again then calm again.
I finnaly fell asleep around 4 or so, but it was the most horrible night of my life, I was so scared, and in so much pain. Im very glad that my parents were cool about it and by my side the whole time though. I felt horrible for the next few days, my muscles were all sore and i still feel like the biggest asshole to kris' grandmother. But she has forgiven me but damn, im never eating acid again in my life. I guess the 6 drops i had eaten before were watered down or something. I never had any clue that acid could fuck with you head nearly that much though.
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