Well, where do I even begin?
Be careful with pot brownies...(I've never been so scared in my life)We wandered around for what seems like forever, but was really only maybe three hours.
I've never tripped so badly, I've never been so high.....I couldn't walk, I couldn't see, I barely even remember what happened.
I was terrified that we'd get arrested, I fell asleep at the beach, we saw Fatty The Squirrel, and later we saw Satan (and I thought I was dreaming)
But I was dreaming, wasn't I?
Because, "We used to have somewhere to go, where did they all go, where did time go?", "I used to remember, but oh, God, oh, Lord!", "This is like a movie, like a dream, I want to stay here forever, and I've been here before, a long time ago, but I used to remember"
And that is all I remember saying, I kept repeating all that and rhyming like Dr. Seuss.....
I had dreams within dreams, and flashbacks of a lifetime so far away.It's funny that I always feel invincible when I'm high, no matter how bad it gets I always feel like reality and time will never catch us
I couldn't even stand, I don't know where we went, and Catwoman was puking her guts up in a sink, not so far away.
I'm not sure what happened after that, but I woke up hungover....
Catwoman and I went to breakfast with skull-splitting headaches, soon we met The Jester and eventually My Prince showed up too.
We went to his house and we all just relaxed after our exhausting night.
Catwoman and The Jester left, and then we did something a little short of making love.
I feel like I just lost my virginity again, because I've never had sex sober, because I've never had sex with someone that I've had feelings for....
Because I hope that I didn't mess up our relationship, but I'm glad it happened.
And then his dad walked in and it was the most embarassing moment of my life....First time I've been to his house or met his parents and something like that happens.
Maybe it's my fault for being scandalous....
I hope that he's okay, I hope everything works out.
It was the best sex that I've ever had though.
After we very awkwardly left his house I realised that I had five missed calls from my mother.
I pretty much ran back to Catwoman's house, just in time to call my parents and get picked up.
The four of us are already planning our next escapade, Kampai!
Cheers to The Misfits Family, huggles!
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