MissGracey
Bluelighter
Last Saturday Night, one of my good friends parents had gone away for the weekend, for their 3rd honeymoon, or some bullshit.
Anyway, we decided to make use of their house, as it had proved excellent in tripping adventures before.
There was 1 tripper, me, 2 candyflippers, J and C, and 2 gurners, G and F.
I ingested the trip at about 11, and about half an hour later, started to giggle uncontrollably.. everything was absolutely friggen hilarious. The looks on everyones faces, the sounds of the rocking chair squeaking.. the fact that we had looped the lesbian scene of Wild Things, so it could play over and over again.
My ears were doing rather strange things, it was like each part of my ear was given a sound to hear.. so everything sounded like it was surrounding me.
F and I went outside on the balcony for a cigarette (oh, did I mention this house is a mansion?!), and everything was still oh so funny.. I'm talking I couldn't draw enough breath to have one drag of my cigarette, it burnt uselessly in my hand.
I had a sheet of Mashi Maro stickers, and proceeded to become what my boyfriend, G, termed 'wikkid' and was running around making a rather large fool of myself. Slowly I settled down, and became more docile, and began melting..
One of the more stupid quotes of me from the night 'Stake me! Like a tomato plant! I'm meeelting..'
C propped me upright, and we watched the start of a random movie called 'Undercover Brotha' haha, it was VERY FUNNY!
We went outside to play some pool, and I had put Air's album, Moon Safari on. I lounged back on a deck chair, and closed my eyes, and listened to the music. Suddenly, it felt like the world had been pulled from under me, and I let out a bloodcurdling scream. It was intense, I was sure that the world was ending, until I openened my eyes, and realised that C had pulled my chair backwards.
We went back inside, and started watching some more tv.. I had noticed my boyfriend G distancing himself more and more as the night went on, but I hadn't really paid much attention, to it.
I feel I should give some background information - about 4 months ago, I went to hospital with an acid flashback that was brought on by nitrous and THC, in which I was hallucinating Samara from the movie 'The Ring' flashing all around me, leaning over me, and screaming into my face 'YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!' As a result, I'm very afraid of her, and anything to do with the movie. I'd known I was going to be tripping the week before, and all week I'd been mentioning to my friends, not to mention ANYTHING about it.
Anyway, I was sitting on the couch, melting into it when all of a sudden G turns to me, and says 'Hey Gracey.. what about .. 'THE RING!'
The snap was instantaneous, I burst into tears, and started rocking back and forth. The terror was extreme. I began to look all around me, and was scared of every single thing that was there.
This statement almost ruined the whole night - G has never taken acid before, and didn't understand the consequences and ramifications of what he had just done.
Anyway, as I was sitting there crying, C was getting ready to punch G, and J was very confused, and starting to be scared as well.
F got up, and proceeded to put on a furry coat, and distract us by many amusing antics, which I can't even think about without making my stomach hurt from belly laughter.
From here on, everything gets a bit confusing.. I remember being outside again, listening to Air on a Sony Discman, and seeing many many colours when I closed my eyes - almost like a portal. I remember looking at a backpack, and seeing an elaborate scene fold out on it.. little people hiking up the folds and whatnot.
G and I made up, he apologised profusely for what he had done, and we retreated to the bedroom.
mm sex while tripping, on silk sheets, while listening to Air..
[details omitted]
While G and I were in the bedroom, the rest of the crew had gone for a walk. When we had finished, G went into the bathroom, and turned on the light and heater, causing a fuse to blow, and there to be darkness.
It was pandemonium - I had already had this thing about shadows and darkness, and to be left in the middle of a HUGE bedroom, and the lights to suddenly turn out was horrific. I began screaming my boyfriends name, and I could hear him swearing, and yelling what the fuck was going on..
He lead me upstairs, where the lights were still on, and I developed a fear of looking into my reflection. I got behind a couch and began rocking.. I'm predisposed to panic attacks, and I could feel one coming on. The waves began to get worse, and G rang C on his mobile, telling him to quickly come back.
G looked into my eyes and told me how much he loved me, and it wasn't my fault if the panic was coming on, I couldn't help that.. I looked into his eyes, and could feel it subsiding.. everything was right again..
I can't remember much more of the night - while things went wrong, it was definitely one of my favourite trips.
Anyway, we decided to make use of their house, as it had proved excellent in tripping adventures before.
There was 1 tripper, me, 2 candyflippers, J and C, and 2 gurners, G and F.
I ingested the trip at about 11, and about half an hour later, started to giggle uncontrollably.. everything was absolutely friggen hilarious. The looks on everyones faces, the sounds of the rocking chair squeaking.. the fact that we had looped the lesbian scene of Wild Things, so it could play over and over again.
My ears were doing rather strange things, it was like each part of my ear was given a sound to hear.. so everything sounded like it was surrounding me.
F and I went outside on the balcony for a cigarette (oh, did I mention this house is a mansion?!), and everything was still oh so funny.. I'm talking I couldn't draw enough breath to have one drag of my cigarette, it burnt uselessly in my hand.
I had a sheet of Mashi Maro stickers, and proceeded to become what my boyfriend, G, termed 'wikkid' and was running around making a rather large fool of myself. Slowly I settled down, and became more docile, and began melting..
One of the more stupid quotes of me from the night 'Stake me! Like a tomato plant! I'm meeelting..'
C propped me upright, and we watched the start of a random movie called 'Undercover Brotha' haha, it was VERY FUNNY!
We went outside to play some pool, and I had put Air's album, Moon Safari on. I lounged back on a deck chair, and closed my eyes, and listened to the music. Suddenly, it felt like the world had been pulled from under me, and I let out a bloodcurdling scream. It was intense, I was sure that the world was ending, until I openened my eyes, and realised that C had pulled my chair backwards.
We went back inside, and started watching some more tv.. I had noticed my boyfriend G distancing himself more and more as the night went on, but I hadn't really paid much attention, to it.
I feel I should give some background information - about 4 months ago, I went to hospital with an acid flashback that was brought on by nitrous and THC, in which I was hallucinating Samara from the movie 'The Ring' flashing all around me, leaning over me, and screaming into my face 'YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!' As a result, I'm very afraid of her, and anything to do with the movie. I'd known I was going to be tripping the week before, and all week I'd been mentioning to my friends, not to mention ANYTHING about it.
Anyway, I was sitting on the couch, melting into it when all of a sudden G turns to me, and says 'Hey Gracey.. what about .. 'THE RING!'
The snap was instantaneous, I burst into tears, and started rocking back and forth. The terror was extreme. I began to look all around me, and was scared of every single thing that was there.
This statement almost ruined the whole night - G has never taken acid before, and didn't understand the consequences and ramifications of what he had just done.
Anyway, as I was sitting there crying, C was getting ready to punch G, and J was very confused, and starting to be scared as well.
F got up, and proceeded to put on a furry coat, and distract us by many amusing antics, which I can't even think about without making my stomach hurt from belly laughter.
From here on, everything gets a bit confusing.. I remember being outside again, listening to Air on a Sony Discman, and seeing many many colours when I closed my eyes - almost like a portal. I remember looking at a backpack, and seeing an elaborate scene fold out on it.. little people hiking up the folds and whatnot.
G and I made up, he apologised profusely for what he had done, and we retreated to the bedroom.
mm sex while tripping, on silk sheets, while listening to Air..
[details omitted]
While G and I were in the bedroom, the rest of the crew had gone for a walk. When we had finished, G went into the bathroom, and turned on the light and heater, causing a fuse to blow, and there to be darkness.
It was pandemonium - I had already had this thing about shadows and darkness, and to be left in the middle of a HUGE bedroom, and the lights to suddenly turn out was horrific. I began screaming my boyfriends name, and I could hear him swearing, and yelling what the fuck was going on..
He lead me upstairs, where the lights were still on, and I developed a fear of looking into my reflection. I got behind a couch and began rocking.. I'm predisposed to panic attacks, and I could feel one coming on. The waves began to get worse, and G rang C on his mobile, telling him to quickly come back.
G looked into my eyes and told me how much he loved me, and it wasn't my fault if the panic was coming on, I couldn't help that.. I looked into his eyes, and could feel it subsiding.. everything was right again..
I can't remember much more of the night - while things went wrong, it was definitely one of my favourite trips.
