I remembered the couple next to us had a battle about whether they should drop acid. He decided to try it; she went to sit on the couch. We were young and stupid, though she wasn’t. Thankfully.
I was the first to hallucinate—a giant monster materializing before me. Immediately, I took cover, expecting a chase. The table ended up being the safe spot for us all; demons pursued the others as well.
What crazy times. But I would also count them as the best of times. We’d zone out for days.
Who knew they were red flags for our future?
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Yikes!
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Indeed! 🙂
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A frightening experience.
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Could be for sure.
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👍🏼
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me i limit meself to sugar and salt
and booze
what s there to lose?
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🙂
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I’m hoping this is pure fiction!!
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Well, in my case, yes but for others who deal with addiction, probably not.
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I Write Her – like a music and melody…
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