ya well acid aint what its cracked up to be...
get ahold of some bad shit....like i did and all hell breaks loose
took a sheet of white blotters back in 1995, cut off a tab the size of a quarter (it was a unperforated sheet) and dropped it around 11am.
for the next 4 hours....NOTHING HAPPENED.
"bunk acid", I was thinking to myself at 3pm outside my local highschool as school was getting out, and I was skateboarding by the flag pole. All of a sudden a 100 foot principle comes up to me, looking SCARY as fuck, and all I could hear was
WAH WAH-WAH, WAH-WAHWAH WAH WAHWAH WAH-WAH.....exactly how the parents on the "Peanuts" cartoons sound like.
Then it started.....paranoia, the feeling of strichnine in my veins....the "speedy" feeling I was getting (cut with too much meth) ......half a block down the street, I looked up in the BRIGHT BRIGHT BRIGHT ass sky, and saw Jesus and a few other people, sitting on a cloud looking down at me......
For the next 8 hours, I was living a fucking NIGHTMARE. BAD acid, NO cigarettes to smoke, NONE of my friends were around ..... somehow, they all just up and vanished.
Wandered the streets of torrance (car was broken down....footing it all day long) for the next 8 hours......praying to GOD I wasnt going to die or go insane
and that day was pretty much the end of my pot smoking career as well.....every time I got high after that bad trip, it felt like I was going through another bad trip.
Fortunately, I discovered the joys of coke for the next two years, and my mental condition finally stabilized