…Seeing a herd, I saw a bear. I think I might need to go to a hospital…
…Waiting for my sister at home from work that day, you know, so it wear off, so I did not have to go the hospital or go to jail or anything like that.
And I do regret this, but the thing is I don’t really regret, you know, taking a bunch or large amount of hallucinogenic drugs. That’s how things happen in life, I mean if you’re cool. But the thing is that I do regret is fucking leaving that further reality on the wrong fucking woods.
I go on my room, I shut the door, I turn off the light and I try to sleep. I close my eyes and I notice a big something.
Mescaline.
What the hell happened.
I know I saw things that cannot be unseen.
Fucking on the brain fro mescaline.
