Of course the first thing that crosses my mind was my other friend who had stepped outside, he wouldnt know who my dad is.. he knows who my aunt is. But he must have let it slip that we were all on drugs and my dad must have been visiting. So i attemt to sober up as much as posible, (freaking the fuck out) walk outside to confront my father (who would have np calling the cops on me)I walk outside to find out it was all one big fucking joke... my aunt was drunk with her husband outside.. she has never done shrooms and has no idea what its like... this all turns my trip into a sick feeling.Of course shes so drunk she starts to ramble on about my terrible childhood and other private matters, in front of my friends...
I just took a seat in the grass and tried to focus on the colors and shapes moving around me.. After the whole tripp i saw her a few days later.. she didnt remember anything and was back to being the bitch she normally is, not giving me a 2nd glance.
FML lol i remember everything.
