Just gotta say, the moon is fuckin’ amazing.
Yesterday I had one of most profound experiences of my life. I was tripping on a (legal) hallucinogen and I had a bad trip about halfway through. I was surrounded by material things and pain, which I realize effects my every day life but I just block it out. So to end the bad trip, I took a deep breath and…went outside. I talked to people about normal, everyday stuff without any hateful thoughts and I was happy. I’ve been using what I’ve learned throughout my whole day today and I feel so much happier. I’ve limited my goals and found the simplicity of everything. I feel…peaceful, I guess is how I would describe it.
Being so happy after a night of shrooms at a perfect place then coming back to this house with my mom and her fucking stressful hateful judgments makes me wanna die. I literally just smiled thinking of my night, my mom sees and she goes on a rant about how i’m only happy because I’m high (which I’m not) and how she never shows her emotions, so I don’t have to. Fuck her and fuck that.
I hate it when people dislike something so they pretend it doesn’t exist. They choose to be ignorant on something and try to put it in black and white. Drugs are bad. College is good. There’s always gonna be the grey areas, not everyone who does drugs is a complete fail at life, not everyone who goes to college gets a great job and becomes rich and happy…
People on tumblr really have to stop whining about relationships and all that. Things like “you broke my heart blah blah blah” it’s bullshit, we’re teens, we shouldn’t be crying and whining over love, that shit can come when we’re 25 and wanna get married. All we have to worry about now is how to have the most fucking fun we can.
I like how tumblr makes faces at me.
