all day yesterday i tripped fucking balls and dick on nutmeg from the night before and shit is still moving around while it shouldnt be. i woke up in the morning yesterday, looked in the mirror and said 'fuck.' and then started walking to sussex. jake saw me walking, picked me up, took me to his and ben's house and we smoked salvia weird shit which lasted about fifteen minutes and then just sort of acted as a fade into a new nutmeg wave. so i went to brad's and then ran over to patty's to find mallory, she and i went to have a cigarette on the porch and some lady bitched at us. WELL THAT WAS FUN. then we went back to brad's and then mallory left and then the 420 fairies visited, so many of them god fuck. i was fucking blown out of my mind and body, one blunt of the greatest schwag you will ever taste, ever, from the boy who turns the song 'riding dirty' into real life, one blunt of holly schwag and one blunt of nugget wrapped in krunk bluntwrap, which has supposed psychadelic effects. i wouldnt know since i was already hallucinating from the fucking nutmeg. after all of this smoking happened i sat on brad's couch [which i claim as my own], closed my eyes and mind left body. i wasnt sleeping. you probably dont know what the fuck i am talking about. i then went to marie's to bitch out monique but i was still fucking blown so i just discussed it with her and shit, but she still makes me want to vomit. trying to guiltrip me and shit, that fucking bitch. anyway. so then marie and i scrape change and get two bottles of 20/20 and go drink in the woods. she leaves, i go to sleep but awake when i start hallucinating again, fucking shit i didnt want to freak out in the woods when im alone, when you know yer tripping hard you find a babysitter. so i went and threw pinecones at brad's window until ryan let me in and slept there.