Hey whats up, I'll start by saying this site kicks as s!! My first trip was about a month ago, the same day I decided to throw my first huge party. I thought that trips only lasted for, like, 3 hours, so in order to be able to keep an eye on my house, i took a couple of tabs right after school so i could be done early.....WRONG! At first I thought the stuff was bonk, nothing was happening for, like, 2 hours...Then, after driving around my cheesy ass hometown B-town,Mo FOREVER the trees began to sway. I still just kept thinking that that was all that was going to happen, but then i remembered that i hadnt taken it that long ago, and that that was just the beginning... I went back to my house, and people were already starting to show up. A lot more people than I had expected..Now i was really tripping out...Everything was fragmented and in little clips. I couldn't reall y focus on anything at all. My back started to ache, and i started to panic..I mean, i always thought i was fucked up to begin with, what was i doing fucking myself up any worse?? I started to hear these crickets in the back of my mind..They kept getting louder and louder, until finally I "realized" it was my brain frying. There were a ton of people at my house now, and i started to freak out about people spilling drinks on the carpet and getting cigarette burns on the furniture. (if you knew my dad, you'd be freaking out about that too.) , so i told everyone to smoke outside..Then i realized that there were like, 50 people out on my backporch, and i started to think about what my neighbors would think of that. They're these decrepid old people that, i swear to GOD spy on me constantly...so i told everyone to go back inside again... In the end, i made everyone go outside and then inside again like, 6 differnt times before some asshole said,"dude she's just trippin' out, don't listen to a word that bitch says."I remember only being slightly offended. A friend of mine, I'll call Him LL Cool TRe, told me to smoke a lot of weed, that it could only help it, so i did. I seriously smoked 5 joints, and then i felt really light. Another friend of mine led me outdoors to experience the stars. The stars were falling in every direction, and the highway was a ahooting star too, a big river of light. I then decided that i needed to run. I took off around the park, running through these big piles of yellow mud. I was sooo soo muddy when i got back to my house, that i started to strip off all my clothes before i went into the house. *EVAN* asked me what the hell i was doing. I was like, "ugh, DUH, i'm taking my muddy clothes off!!!" and he was like, "what mud???" i looked down, and there wasn't any. By now, like at most parties, some unwanted people showed up. They were members of this totally whitetrash gang in Little Rock. They put on that "Back that azz up" song, and even though i totally despise that song i was soon booty-shakin' it. I was now terrrfied, i was letting my body take control!!! it was no longer me at all. i thought my heart stopped beating so I told my friend Jon that i thought i was dying and to tell all those rednecks to leave. But they wouldnt listen. I finally stood up on my chair and screamed "get the fuck out!!! Party's over!!!" at the time i thought i whispered it, but i was really yelling it pretty loud. That time it worked. Now it was just me and my true friends. I walked around the house inspecting the damage. There were cigarette burns everywhere. I started to cry, my house looked like a giant dumpster. Jon asked me why i was crying, and i was like, l ook at my house!!! He said that it really wasnt that bad, it was just the acid doing that shit, fucking me up. As soon as he told me that, it's like my house magically cleaned itself. The *trip boys* then showed up, they 're thses boys that live to trip, seriously... They knew it was my first time, and decided to fuck with me too. They had me pretty convinced there was a plethora of Fraggles in my house.. "Down on Fraggle Rock" ran over and over in my head. I then went to the bathroom and locked the door so i could look at myself..I couldnt get over how pretty my eyes were, all huge and bright. Slowly, i morphed into this ugly haggard old woman. I got out my make up and put it all over my face. I made big red clown lips and started picking at myself. Everytime i thought i was coming down, the trip just got worse..I wanted it to be over with!!!! I walked around my house just listening to the birds and my neighbors, who were developing sinister thoughts about me, and plotting to kidnap me. I didn't think i'd ever be sane again, and i didn't think I'd ever be completly normal either. I went to Denny's but had to leave because everyone was staring at me. I thought. In the end, I went to sleep, and woke up the same person I'd been before the whole "acid fiasco". While i was tripping, i told myself I'd never trip again after that, it was too fucking intense...But i won't hold true to that...In fact, i'm fixing to take a little TRiP this weekend... thanx for listening>>>>>>> ***M.O.L.Li.e....

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