Ohoho the love (and hate).

[IJesusChrist]

I, for the first time, experienced celestial bliss and euphoria while on a substance. I smoked a small bit (less than 5 minutes ago and I'm typing - that should give you the jist of how small) and I opened my arms, I was a wave in my room, my body was trembling from the anxiety I am often accompanied with while taking this psychadelic, and I laid down. I closed my eyes but at first I didn't want to. but I kept them closed. I put a pillow over my head and stared at the back of my eyelids, neutrality.

I asked for love, I asked to be shown, and I was. It gave me life and blood, love and bliss. I accepted and thrived and huged my bed sheets and pillow with the euphoria of a dolphin set loose in the summer waters of the gilapagos. I reveled in its glorious light, as I came down I wanted to explain openly to my roomates about my experiment. Neutrality, then fear again. A sounding emotionl "No" came over me. I trembled again.

My roomate asked of the smell, I told him I would explain in due time.

Oh the love and hate, fear and confidence.

 

[Supervixen]

I think this love really means something. Something good for you. Sadly, I couldn't tell what.