Wow. The trip itself was so unreal, it's much too difficult to explain in detail.

There were four of us at my house, we all ate a half eigth at about 5pm. For the next few hours, we kinda chilled out, laughed a lot, and just sat outside. I was the only first-timer, and I didnt even really know I was trippinface until six o clock when shit hit the fan. We went in the house, and we went fucking CRAZY.

The fear we all had, especially me, is undescribable. Nothing was possible, nothing. I completely, from head to toe, was filled with fear. All of us were. we were running around the house terrified from cops, other people, for two fuckin hours. We all lost our minds, we couldnt do anything except panic and be afriad.

At around eight, was what made the whole trip worth it. It was like the tides COMPLETELY turned, you felt this surge of adrenaline and such a rush inside, it was the complete opposite of the fear we were just experiencing. We were SOOOOOO UNBELIEVEVABLY happy for the next two hours. Maybe it was the fact that we realized we were sane again, i dont know. But i had never been happier in my life at that point. We talked about the trip and about life and all this shit I dont even really remember, but it was beautiful.

We then smoked a joint for the comedown and everyone left.

The amazing thing about this trip was we all felt/saw the same exact things as everyone else. It was like we had this unbreakable bond between all of us, but we didnt realize it until we went crazy and then came back.

However, our setting was allll fucked up, and I think this is why we went crazy. People kept showing up at the house tryin to chill, and also one of the trippers was literally addicted to a bottle of dust-off for the first half of the trip. He held on to that bottle no lie for four hours until I tackled him and threw it in the fucking woods. From that point on, the trip went well.

My advice, if your gonna trip, and i believe everyone should just for that two hours when you question yourself about life and being crazy, is to trust the people you know. Stay in ONE place. Have everything you need right there. Make sure you take the phone off the hook and lock all the doors. Most importantly, remember you are taking a substance, it will fuck you up.

I dont know if this made sense, but DO NOT underestimate shrooms, pleeeeease. Happy tokin'!
ERBA Reviewed by ERBA on . First Time Shrooming Wow. The trip itself was so unreal, it's much too difficult to explain in detail. There were four of us at my house, we all ate a half eigth at about 5pm. For the next few hours, we kinda chilled out, laughed a lot, and just sat outside. I was the only first-timer, and I didnt even really know I was trippinface until six o clock when shit hit the fan. We went in the house, and we went fucking CRAZY. The fear we all had, especially me, is undescribable. Nothing was possible, nothing. I Rating: 5