

I�find it hard to believe that I�was bored/desperate enough to try DXM�again the other night. Nevertheless, the experience was worth the horrible taste of the stuff because it gave me a very mild feeling of psychedelia that I�hadnapos;t felt in a long time, not even on weed.
That night was pretty trippy, in retrospect -- a lot trippier than most of my past experiences. There was something to bizarre and magical about how I�perceived everything during the time. For some reason, I�felt something powerful in my heart and mind. At the back of my head and at the tip of my tongue, I�could find slight hints of deeper meaning and purpose in almost everything I�encountered, even though I�couldnapos;t understand most of it.
Uh, I�canapos;t remember what I�ate during Floresapos; stay here. But I�probably lost a bit of weight because of the substance and cigarettes.
I want weed.
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