		 DOSE:

		 1.5 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 1 hit
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   125 lb

It was a spur of the moment decision to take acid, which I realize now is not something that you should do with psychedelics.  There was an enormous jazz festival at my school and my fiance Delyriem and I thought it would be incredible to watch a jazz concert while tripping.  I had listened to jazz on mushrooms before and found it to be hilarious, and so I imagined that it would be a similar experience on acid.  What I didn't take into account was the insane amount of stress in my life at the time, and although I know it's a bad idea to take psychedelics when stressed, I didn't really think about it.  I had tripped on mushrooms a few times, and had attempted to take acid twice but both times it turned out to be DOB and I didn't trip hard at all because the dose had been too small. We decided to split 3 doses in case it was DOB again, so at least we'd trip a little if it wasn't real acid.

We weren't sure if we could get tickets, and didn't want to take the acid until we were sure we got seats, so we didn't take it until about half an hour into the concert.  20 minutes after we took it, it was intermission and I had a sinking feeling that we wouldn't come up until after the concert.  However, I did start having some intense visuals a few minutes into the second half of the show, and everything started being abnormally funny.  I felt like the musicians were all talking to each other with their instruments.  I could understand what the musicians were saying, but knew that it couldn't be put into words.  When one of the guest musicians started scatting, it got especially intense and confusing because he was using his voice without actually saying words and so it seemed like he was communicating with the instruments with his voice in a way that I realized no one else could understand except me and Delyriem because we were the only ones with the 'full experience' I thought.  I felt incredibly happy, everything was so silly.  As soon as the concert was over we stood up and realized we needed to get out of the auditorium immediately because I was in no state to run into people I knew and have to talk. I was just tripping madly.

We went back to Delyriem's room, and laid in his loft bed, just laughing about everything.  We must have sat there laughing for about an hour, I honestly have no clue what we were talking about, but everything was hilarious.  I remember saying things about having two voices, laughing voice and normal voice, because our voices sounded very strange when we were laughing constantly.  I was getting some visuals but not as intense as I'd had on mushrooms. We watched the ceiling, the walls, and some optical illusions on his computer.  His roommate was in the room, and he knew we were tripping, but then our friend ML came in, who didn't know either of us had done drugs. We tried to act as normal as we could but I could not stop laughing.  ML was talking a lot about strange things that Delyriem and I found hilarious, and I had been staring at an optical illusion for a while so her body was swimming around and her face was twisting and melting and I had to pretend that everything was normal. She kept walking in and out of the room and every time she left we would crack up again, for no reason at all.  Then she'd come in and we'd try to act normal.  I was still having a lot of fun.

Our friend Aj had called earlier and wanted to know if we wanted to watch Fear and Loathing in las Vegas.  We thought it was a good idea, so at this point we decided to meet her on campus and walk to town to another friend's house to watch the movie.  We met up with Aj who was with another friend of ours. They were both sober, but had tripped before so they knew kind of what was going on for us.  They said they had to stop at a few places first before going to watch the movie.  I didn't really feel comfortable going to any parties, and said I wanted to stay outside and we'd wait for them.

As we walked through our small town, I felt like we owned the streets. Everything struck me so funny still, the way we walked through the town, kind of strutting down the sidewalk like we could do whatever we wanted.  Everything Aj and our other friend were saying was so funny to me and I kept laughing at everything.  I still have no recollection of what we talked about or why it was funny. It was inexplicably hilarious at the time though.  We were going to our friend B's house, but he was at the house where a bunch of theater kids lived, playing beer pong.  He invited us to come in and I said no, but he said everyone there would be cool with us tripping.  I agreed to come in when he said there was a hookah, I wanted to smoke.  We went inside and immediately I knew it wasn't the best situation.  I saw a bunch of people I knew who I didn't want to know I was doing drugs.  I tried to act as normal as I could and ignore that I was tripping.

This is when it started to go bad.  I realized later that what set me off was trying to act in a normal way, because I couldn't figure out what normal was, and that got me freaked out.  The party was full of drunk people, some talking to me.  I tried to smile and laugh at the appropriate times, but I had to think really hard to decide when to nod or smile, etc.  There was some sort of a bong going around, and I took a hit off of it.  My lungs had never felt so strange, the flavor was not at all like what I imagined it would be and it was cold.  Startled, I began to cough, and I suddenly couldn't remember what was normal in any sense of the word. I didn't remember how to breathe normally, and continued to cough every few seconds.  My throat and lungs burned and every sensation was like I was feeling it for the first time.  My tongue in my mouth, the way it felt to swallow...it was all new to me, and I still couldn't remember how to breathe.  Delyriem asked if I needed water, and left to get me a glass.  The moment he left I got sucked into my head.  I was alone in a crowded room.  My thoughts were uncontrollable, I had no clue what was going on.

I was alone in a crowded room.  My thoughts were uncontrollable, I had no clue what was going on.

  My body felt strange, I was staring into space. I didn't have any visuals at this point so I didn't really remember that I was tripping, I just knew that I felt very strange.

Suddenly I was outside, I don't remember getting up at all, just sitting on the porch outside.  The whole thing was like a dream, like nothing I'd ever experienced in trips before.  I was completely disoriented, lost in my mind, hearing people talking but not sure what was going on. I'd piece together things they'd say, but never was really aware of the conversation as a whole.  Someone said something about sneaking to a car and I become paranoid, thinking we were hiding from someone.  I heard the word 'acid' and suddenly remembered that I'd taken acid. A couple seconds later I forgot again, but remembered almost instantly.  The same thought ran through my head every few seconds, 'oh yeah, I took acid. Why was everything so strange? Oh yeah. I took acid. Why do I feel so funny? Oh yeah. I took acid.'  Then I realized that I was thinking the same thought and I became freaked out, stuck in a loop of perpetual realization.

Everything was a blur, suddenly I was at B's apartment on the couch, watching Fear and Loathing.  The movie is hard to follow when I'm sober, but I had no clue what was going on.  It was like Johnny Depp was explaining to me what had happened, and every time I heard the word acid in the movie I'd remember again that I'd taken acid, but was never sure if I'd actually forgotten or not since the last time I remembered.  I never saw B leave the room, but he seemed to keep coming in the room over and over, sitting down on the couch.  He joked that he had a trap door by the couch, and I knew he was joking but I didn't understand how he could keep coming in without leaving unless there was a trap door.  Nothing made any sense.  I was with Delyriem the entire time but felt distant from him.  I was leaning on him while we watched the movie, but the entire time I was stuck in my head, not able to escape. I wanted to talk, and somehow get out of my head, but I didn't know what to talk about. I couldn't remember why I had taken acid. It was supposed to be fun to trip but this wasn't fun.  I couldn't remember what it meant to trip.  What was that feeling, was it a good one? Then I started getting visuals again and I remembered that visuals were a part of tripping. I felt a little bit of comfort once I started getting visuals because it helped me to feel like I was on a drug, instead of just a state of confusion. I still felt uneasy, and I kept trying to grasp onto the trip and make it fun like it had been in the beginning, just laughing. I would force myself to laugh at the movie, realizing that it was silly and didn't make sense. I knew the nonlinear fashion of the movie was messing with my head, but even though I knew the movie didn't make much sense anyway, I couldn't get out of my mind loop. I continued to feel uncomfortable but wasn't sure why I felt uncomfortable.

I continued to feel uncomfortable but wasn't sure why I felt uncomfortable.

I had to go to the bathroom, so I asked where the bathroom was, and B told me the second stall was the ladies' room, and something about the mens room having a dart board.  Because it was a pretty normal apartment I thought he was being figurative or something, it didn't make sense to have a ladies' room.  I wandered into the apartment, but couldn't figure out where to go. I walked into a few rooms, looking for a toilet. Finally I stumbled into a room that had two toilet stalls, like in a public bathroom.  I stared at them, trying to figure out if I was in a dream...it didn't make any sense to me.  I stood for a long time staring at the bathroom. Unsure of what to do next.  My body felt strange, I wasn't sure if I actually had to pee or not, or what it felt like to have to pee or not have to pee.

My body felt strange, I wasn't sure if I actually had to pee or not, or what it felt like to have to pee or not have to pee.

[Erowid Note:
Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]

Eventually I went back to the room to watch the movie more but I couldn't handle being in my head so I told Delyriem I had to talk.  We went in the kitchen and I told him I was in a bad place in my head.  He tried to comfort me but somehow he still seemed far away. I didn't know what to talk about, I tried to explain how I was feeling but because my mind still didn't make any sense.  I don't remember much else about being there, but eventually B said he'd drive us back.  I remembered then that he was really drunk, and said that we could walk back.  A few minutes later though I was in the car, forgetting again that he was drunk.  We got back into Delyriems room, the first time since we left that I felt in a familiar place.  I knew where I was and it seemed a little more normal.  I thought it was about time that my trip was over, and I was hoping it would settle down soon.  I kept trying to explain what I had been feeling to Delyriem, but as I would explain I would get stuck in my head again and would become afraid.  I didn't know if it would ever be normal again. I was close to tears a few times, uneasy about everything that was going on.  I wanted to sleep, but my mind wouldn't calm down.  I tried to sleep a few times but would jolt back awake in terror after a few moments of restless sleep.  I was laying next to Delyriem and wanted to be cuddling with him but I felt exhausted and couldn't get enough energy to pull him close to me.  He was clearly worried about me and kept apologizing about me having a bad trip.  He tried to bring us back to a silly place like the beginning of our trip but it seemed clear that he was too worried about me to enjoy himself very much.

I had to go to the bathroom again, and went upstairs.  I told myself that I couldn't look in the mirror, knowing I could get stuck looking at myself.  I washed my hands, avoiding myself in the mirror, but when I looked up to grab a paper towel I saw my cheeks move, kind of fluttering or twitching.  I stared, trying to figure out what I'd seen and so I smiled at myself, and watched in awe as my cheeks moved abnormally fast and kind of shuddered. I began to stare at myself, and watched myself become cartoon-like.  I was completely 2-dimensional for a while, then I suddenly realized that I was watching myself, and I was the mirror. I could see the real me through the mirror, but I was separated from myself.  I don't know how long I watched myself, before realizing that Delyriem was probably worried about me.  I walked back downstairs and Delyriem was at the door waiting for me, alarmed at how long I'd taken.  I told him I got stuck in the mirror, trying to explain what I'd seen.

After laying in bed for a while longer, he told me he couldn't sleep and asked if I would stay awake with him.  We got back out of bed and sat facing each other in chairs. I had intense visuals still, after about 7 hours of tripping hard.  He started to look like the visuals in Fear and Loathing, his face was bulging in and out, in squares and circles.  I couldn't see straight, and just wanted it all to end.  I was tired of the visuals, I just wanted Delyriem to look like he normally did instead of a stretched out strange version of him.  He kept looking cartoonish, and I could see all the colors in his hair instead of just brown, I saw green and purple strands that mixed to make what looked like brown.  I had never had such intense visuals so far into a trip. It was starting to hurt my eyes because the intensity of the colors, and being unable to focus. Eventually around 6 or 7 in the morning I drifted off to sleep after many more terrifying failed attempts.  I was afraid to sleep because I thought that because tripping was kind of like a dream, it meant that I would have to go through a few more hours of tripping before waking up to normalcy.  I had an entire night of nightmares, and even when I woke up at noon the next day I felt disoriented and out of place.  For a few hours after being awake I couldn't decide if my thoughts were normal again, couldn't figure out what it was like to be conscious.  I was afraid that I would never wake up from the trip, that I would never be the same or figure out how I thought normally.  I imagined becoming schizophrenic, kind of tripping for the rest of my life.  Delyriem and I talked continuously about the trip, trying to work it out in my head what had happened and why I felt the way I did.  Before going to sleep we had looked at a reputable harm reduction website's facts about LSD to assure me that I would be okay, and I kept trying to reassure myself.  I finally started to feel normal in the late afternoon, able to sort my thoughts out.

I know now that I was way too stressed about life at the moment to have taken a psychedelic, and I realize that I should not take such powerful drugs so spur of the moment.  Delyriem and I decided that we need a break from psychedelics for at least a while, which was really sad to decide, but we knew it was for the best until we felt ready again.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 70308

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 21, 2018	Views: 1,920

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		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 166 mg
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 0:30
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 1:30
		 85 mg
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 2:30

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   180 lb

I’m not exactly sure how to start to describe this life-changing experience of mine, so I’ll do it with some background. I’ve changed a lot in the last year or so. I started smoking cannabis on a pretty regular basis about a year ago and it slowly made me start to think differently about damn near everything. Politics, religion, life, ego, and love you name it. I became interested in other mind opening drugs and tried LSD for the first time about 8 months ago. It blew my mind open; I instantly fell in love with Lucy. My interest in altered states of consciousness exploded after that. Up until where this trip report starts I had done LSD 3 times, shrooms twice, and MDMA 3 times. My sources were always street dealers who wildly overpriced and overhyped their product but I was fine with that as long as I still got the experience I was looking for. For this experience I had acquired my chemicals on a certain anonymous marketplace that allows for much better quality control and more accurate dosage descriptions. Between my tripping buddy, we’ll call him B, and I were two hits of 100ug LSD and a 500mg bag of crystal MDMA. Since I don’t have a mg scale we split the bag in half and said we would do 2/3 of it first and the rest as a redose. This candyflip was to be at a big EDM festival in California, 50k+ people.

Also with us for this trip is my best friend, we’ll call her C. I can honestly say this girl is my truest friend. For 5 years we’ve been inseparable. Her family is like my family and her house is my second home. She’s never been into any type of drugs, the occasional party drinking is about it. The one time she smoked weed she shotgunned a massive hit off a blunt from me that I shouldn’t have gone so hard on, and hated the rest of her night.  My bad lol.

Anyways we’ve been really close for a long time and as long as I can remember I’ve always felt something “more” for her than just our extremely close friendship. It doesn’t help that she’s seriously one of the most beautiful girls you’d ever meet, downright stunning. I’ve never said anything to her about that out of pure fear, she literally terrifies me. The thought of her not feeling the same and it having a negative effect on our friendship is unbearable so I’ve never even thought about bringing it up. Not to mention my self esteem has always been shit. About 6 months ago she moved across the country with her piece of shit boyfriend at the time and we had a sort of falling out. After he treated her like shit for a few months she came back home and we were together again, like nothing had even happened. It was then that I realized she really is the only friend I truly need. Since her return this feeling that I really do love this girl and want to be with her plagued my mind every hour of every day and only got worse as time went on. I had invited her on this trip because of my experience at EDC earlier that year and knew she would love it. Also in the back of my mind was this sort of hope that maybe just maybe while under the influence of the candyflip I could muster up the courage to tell her how I really felt to some degree, or would find the clarity of thought to really know my feelings for her. I could have never expected what was to come.

Fast forward to the day of the event. As soon as B and I get through the line we drop our molly at about 7 PM. I left about a third of mine in the bag for a redose during my trip, B downed about 85% of his. At T+30 we put the tab on our tongues.

T+1:30 noticing that we still are pretty much baseline, B maybe a little high, we decide to say fuck it and drop the rest of our girl Molly. The first DJ we get to is playing some pretty weird stuff, not very good to dance to, and it doesn’t really make us come up at all. We head for another stage and I grab the menthol inhaler I brought and take a couple good whiffs. That shit SHOT me up on the E. About 5 minutes later and I am definitely coming up hard.This is at T+2. We walk around to go towards the main stage and find this nice grassy hill with a few people chilling on it and decide to take a seat and just wait for our shit to hit us harder. After about 5 minutes C reminds me there is this guy friend of hers, call him Ant, at the far side of the event who she wants to get a drink from (being 20 still) because she’s sober Sally tonight. I tell B that me and her are going to find him and let him know to stay exactly where he is. He is coming into his acid trip and is rolling hard so has no problem just chilling there getting lightshowed lol.

 At T+2.5 I am fully rolling and the acid is starting to come into full effect ++. C and I walk to the tent where this guy is. One look at him and I see why she likes him so much. A real physical specimen I guess you could say. She introduces me and he greets me with a “You wanna smoke this blunt with me?” I immediately tell C “He’s a fuckin good guy!” to which she replies with “I told you! He’s awesome.” and continue smoking the cannabis. I saw her eyes light up when I said he was a good guy, it’s exactly what she wanted to hear from me, the approval of her best friend.

Soon after, we leave the tent and follow A to the next stage and to get B. As soon as we leave the tent I am at a full +++. As Ant is walking ahead of me and C to my side I experience the most powerful, ego less revelatory moment of my life. While Ant is walking ahead of us I turned to C and asked her if she wanted to go catch up with Ant more as we were lagging behind and I figured she would want to be hanging out with him. It was at that moment that I realized how selfish my previous wants to “have her for my own” were, all I wanted was to possess her. My desires for her were all created by my ego, they were a massive illusion. It literally felt that if at that moment she tried to come onto me or anything like that, I would’ve probably resisted. This blew my mind as that’s all I would ever dream for on a normal day.

if at that moment she tried to come onto me or anything like that, I would’ve probably resisted. This blew my mind as that’s all I would ever dream for on a normal day.

 All the while I’m holding her hand walking through these crowds thinking about how amazing it is just to be this close of friends with someone. To share a bond so pure and unconditional is truly unbelievable. I realized that this amazing friendship that I shared with her was really the most important thing to me in my life. Then it hit me that I was just thinking about that in such a crystal clear way. I had expected to come into this trip and possibly let out some of my feelings and instead had a revelation about where those feelings were really coming from. My mind was plagued because I was infatuated with the thought of “having” her. Now I had realized that I already do have her, she is the best friend I’ve ever had and always will be. Somehow after this chain reaction of epiphanies while I am completely peaking on both Molly and Lucy, I pulled out my phone and texted a close friend at home and told her that I had a huge epiphany to tell her and to save the text. How I did that I still don’t know. Fucking amazing.

T+3 (I know only 3 hours in!!!) C and I find B exactly where we left him with a girl laying in his lap as he lightshows her. Then they started making out in this crazy psychedelic fashion lol and I called his name. He looked up with this look of sheer childish jubilee. This being his first time with a real dose of LSD he was very excited to see a familiar face haha. This is when the visuals got really intense and the time all morphs together lol. All I remember from then till the end of the concert really was walking around holding hands with C and feeling like we were at Woodstock 2012. The whole place was pulsing with pure love energy it was so inspiring. To me it was like me and her were 6 years old dressed up like hippies, holding hands, and running around this beautiful playground of lights and music with thousands of other kids. Everything was so beautiful and pure. C and I would be walking ahead and I constantly had to keep B near us because he was just getting so lost in his visuals haha but he loved it.

I think around T+5 we were getting something to drink and while standing in line B looked at C and said “I love you so much” in that typical molly way, hugged her and as I’m watching him get lost in the visuals that are making up C’s face and everything, melts his face into hers. C is looking at me while this is going on like “Uhhhh? LOL” I literally had to put my hand on his mouth and pull him back. When he came back he looked at me with this totally blank face like “WTF just happened” it was hilarious lol.

The visuals I was getting were the most intense I’ve ever had. They came in all these different phases too, some would be bright flashing lights shooting off of every surface, then it would just look like everything drooped and melted, and sometimes there would be mixtures of them all. I can’t really remember what it was like with my eyes closed, I don’t think I did a whole lot of closing them I imagine it would have been really intense and that might’ve been what B was doing all night. I think he was literally morphing his closed eye vision with open eyed.

T+7 The concert ends and I am still getting amazing visuals and feeling pretty great. The metro ride home at 3 am in a pretty urban area was kind of trippy but still added to the trip lol. We got back to our hotel around T+8 and smoked a bunch of weed, listened to some good trance and shpongle, then comfortably fell into an amazing trippy sleep.

All in all I still can barely believe what happened that night. It was the single most amazing journey into my own psyche and a beautiful one at that.

Exp Year: 2012	ExpID: 97272

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Nov 8, 2018	Views: 2,002

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LSD (2), MDMA (3) : Combinations (3), Glowing Experiences (4), Relationships (44), Rave / Dance Event (18)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   65 kg

It's been a short few days since I've had this experience. I'd like to get it down now while it's fresh on my mind, and also now that I finally have the clarity to put it into words somewhat.

I've had a pretty deep fear of tripping for well over a year, up until this point. My other trip report outlines what I've gone through on my first psilocybin experience, but it definitely left its mark on me to keep it short. At the time, I was fundamentally lost, depressed, hopeless and generally on a very negative path in life.

Since I've had that experience (and, after a long period of confusion) I've managed to pick myself up from the gutter. I took up a profession I'm endlessly happy with and make good money with after only doing it for about 9 months, I've cured a lot of anxiety I had, my depression has almost completely left me. So many things have changed for me in the past year and everything has been abundantly positive. I won't get into too much detail, but my life then vs. now are like total opposites. I still do struggle with anxiety here and there, but it's gone down a ton. My leftover anxiety was one of the few reasons I had for this LSD trip.

After cutting contact with one of my most toxic friends, I made a decision to have another trip and re-test the waters. I had some LSD left in my fridge, given to me by my brother a while back. I had always been too scared to take a full hit, but I felt a strong calling to do it at this point. It seemed like a perfect substance to take in a perfect moment of stillness in my life (first weekend I'd had off in about 4-5 months) where I could ruminate on how things have been going. In the week after this decision I've dedicated my free time to researching and preparing as best as I could. The day before dropping, I made sure to completely clean my apartment, and I set up a little tripping zone in my bedroom which was completely safe and would have everything I could need. I was planning on doing it completely alone, away from any uncertain factors.

Boiling down my intentions, it was essentially about this: for one, I wished to conquer my fear of tripping. Both my medical history and my traumatic psilocybin experience have pushed me into a direction of fearing the altered state of mind/body that a tripping experience brings. Next, I wanted to have an honest conversation with myself about the anxiety I could still feel in myself about life. Things were going well but all the positive developments brought with them some situations and interactions I wasn't used to, and I wanted to see if I could figure out what the source of it was. And lastly, I wanted to take this weekend completely to myself and treat myself to something novel. And I wanted to sit down with myself and inquire about how my life has been going and how I feel about the direction I'm heading in. With these intentions in mind, I went into my trip.

(Sorry for the long intro, getting into it now)

Finally, the day had come. I woke up quite late as I had gone to bed a lot later than planned (I stayed up talking to a girl I was interested in at the time). My original plan was to wake up at 9AM, and to drop at noon at the very latest. However, I crawled out of bed no earlier than 10:30 AM and took a while to finalize my apartment for tripping. Around about 1PM I was finally ready to drop. I had agreed with a friend to voice chat after I dropped so I could ease my nerves, but she didn't seem to be coming online. After anxiously badgering her with no response for about an hour, I decided to go ahead and do it. I did two rounds of the Wim Hof method, which helped me clear my brain, and walked over to the fridge, grabbed a tab out of the little case, and put it under my tongue. My apprehension began to grow, but I felt determined to see it through. I felt so strongly that I had to have this experience no matter what would happen. I sat back down on my bed, and put some Chrome Sparks on my speaker to take my mind off the come-up. The day before dropping, I had gone to the local book store and got myself a notepad and a pen. I quickly jotted down some thoughts about my come-up and cast the paper aside.

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T+0:00

"Coming up now. feel a bit anxious, but otherwise okay. I hope to have a nice experience. I'm gonna take a nice long warm shower in a bit.

I wonder how the visuals will be"

After about 20 minutes I decided to hop in the shower, as was suggested to me by another tripper. I put some Brian Eno on my speakers, turned it up loud, and walked in. I'm usually the type of guy to jump in an ice-cold shower, but for this occasion I felt it was right to make an exception. The warm water hugged me and kept me comfortable through my journey upwards. I quickly became too nervous to stay standing up, and decided to sit down on the floor with the showerhead in my hands. By this point I definitely felt a change in my tactile sensation, although I wrote it off to nervousness at first. I got out of the shower after about 30 minutes of quiet introspection, and laid down in my bed.

Back in bed, I grabbed my notepad again and wrote down some more thoughts. My writing at this point looked very very cramped and a bit jittery, as the nerves were definitely seizing me.

T+0:50

"How nice that i get to do this!

im a little tense still but i hope to loosen up soon

Writing is hard"

I noticed some slight stomach discomfort and decided to lay down on my side, grabbing my blanket and holding it close to me. I quickly got back up to change the music to Bonobo, as the slow piano music was somehow making me uncomfortable. The change in music twisted my experience almost upside down, and I started feeling really amazing. At this point the good feelings seemed to travel down into my crotch, to my surprise. I'll skip on detailing what happened next here, but let's say it was one of the most intense solo sessions I've had in my life. ;)

T+1:10

An ecstatic 20 minutes later, I grabbed my notepad once more. I felt very loosened up, and jabbed my pen at the paper, making a bunch of scribbles. Underneath it reads:

"W O W !

T 1:10 right now"

followed by another wavy scribble, starting small but expanding outward more and more.

I decided to change the music again, back to Brian Eno. The heavenly piano music was filling up my room while I did my best to surrender to the experience. I still have a very vivid image in my head of a beautiful blue sky with fluffy white clouds, and a notepad and pen. At this point that notepad along with the Brian Eno music was encompassing my entire universe. I found it almost impossible to even get up from bed. My thoughts were incredibly drawn out and tough to manage, and every time I looked up it seemed only a minute had passed when it felt more like 10. Now I knew: I'm in the middle of it. Surprisingly though, I did not feel any negativity this time around, which had been the case last time around this point. I kept my eyes closed for the most part and got some very faint visuals (I'd venture to say they were more like silhouettes of visuals, comparing them to all the fantastical descriptions I've read of other trippers' visuals).

T+2:00

By now I had nearly finished my upward journey, and pulled myself up to try and ruminate on some of the questions I wanted to answer in my newfound psychedelic state. My remaining anxiety was one of the biggest reasons for me to take this trip (both for psychedelics and for novel experiences in general in my life). I wrote down:

"Why do I get so anxious"

"Why do I get so anxious"

in the most loose writing in the notepad yet. I instantly felt myself come to the heart of the question, and my thoughts on it immediately boiled down into this - no good reason. I get afraid of new experiences because I don't trust my gut over my brain in most cases, but they seem to always turn out okay, hence, I should not give so much thought to these feelings. I wrote down

"no good reason!!!!!"

And that was pretty much it. That stupid little answer gave me so much relief. I gave little more thought to my mental issues for the rest of the trip, as I felt increasingly thankful for my new job and my upwards trajectory in life. The rest of the notepad is mainly filled with realizations of amazement, including a line that reads "im whelmed to say the least" which still makes me crack up reading it back now.

T+2:20

At this point I rose up from my bed, slowly turned down the music I had on, and felt myself filling up with gratitude. It was like finally reaching the peak of a big mountain (how poetic) and now I could stand here, admiring my progress and basking in it's positive effects on my life. I'd been so involved with working on improving myself that I'd hardly taken the time to really admire what I've done so far, but now I had the perfect state of mind to do it, and it felt absolutely liberating.

Slowly coming out of the confused state, I began to leave my bed and walk around a bit. I decided not to look in the mirror yet, as I'd been told by a few people that it can drastically sway a trip. I soon sat down on my bed again, in front of my computer, and chatted up a lot of friends who I wanted to call with. I first ended up calling the girl I had spoken with the night before, which ended up strangely awkward but it did not bother me one bit. It seemed like an inconvenient time however as she seemed to be cleaning her room and was quite unresponsive, so I hung up and called somebody else. Next up I decided to say 'fuck it' and call the girl I had broken up with prior to my mushroom experience. We had a really fun conversation and she seemed to not mind at all that I was tripping absolute balls. It was so hard to formulate sentences and I kept having laughter fits but it was an amazing conversation nonetheless. I made a really stupid sketch of a picture she sent me and it still makes me smile looking back at it.

Afterwards, I called a friend from England. He picked up the phone and I opened with 'I'm tripping balls dude' to which I got a response of 'Uhhh... Okay? Why would you do that?" and the shock in his voice made me burst out in laughter and fall back onto my bed. I had been a bit scared of other people messing with my trip but I had absolutely no shame for myself which was a very liberating feeling. I sat back down while saying 'Okay, let me explain.' I took about 5 seconds to think about it and then responded 'Why am I explaining myself?' and burst out in more laughter. Right after I calmed down I learned that he was at work, so I offered to call him back later and hung up.

I sat around for about 10 minutes after this just thinking to myself how absolutely amazing it felt to be alive. It hadn't ever hit me like this before where I felt this amount of gratitude for being able to experience life and all of it's rich ups and downs. Suddenly, I saw a message pop up. It was the girl I had agreed to call before dropping, and she seemed to be in a panicked haze worrying about what had happened while she was asleep. I quickly called her up and explained everything that happened. Again, very tough to formulate sentences, but she seemed quite happy it had turned out so positive for me. My memory after this bit is a bit foggy but I believe I had gone back to listening to music for the most part after this conversation.

T+4:00

By now, I sort of felt like I had 'outgrown' the altar I had set up for myself (my tripping space), so I began with moving all my stuff back to where it belonged. However, as I was still nicely tripping, I kept forgetting what I was doing, and mid-move started making coffee, planned to go out for a walk, and call some more people. All of these kept getting cut off by each other, so I barely accomplished anything for about an hour. One of my friends from Michigan came online and seemed to want to call, so I rang him up and explained my experience to him so far. He is a guy who has quite some knowledge of the solo LSD experience as well so it felt really great to be able to get up to speed with him about it, as he seemed to completely understand everything I'd experienced. Having that affirmation felt very good.

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T+4 is quite a short point to cut off an LSD trip report with, but not much happened afterwards. I basically just put my stuff back where it used to be (after dozens of random interjections) and ordered a big bunch of sushi. By this point I kind of regretted not doing the experience with somebody else, as I imagine it would be very nice to share this feeling with someone. I also wished I had made some plans for my night afterwards, as I was really in the mood to go dancing, but as I'm not really very into nightlife (and I also live in a moderately secluded town) I had no idea where to go, and no idea who to call up to get some suggestions. I spent most of my night afterwards chatting with friends and enjoying the positive impact it had on me, but I will definitely make sure that next time I have a plan for after the come up (either a club to go to or an area to walk around in and explore) and possibly a counterpart to do it with.

I think coming out of this trip a lot of stuff has changed, but on a very subtle level. I seem to now perceive my surroundings quite differently (people seemingly have changed their appearance, although I realise it's all perceptual) and I feel a lot more relaxed in social situations as well. Work is a lot more fun and exciting but it took me a while to really be able to focus on it again after I had the trip. Now that I can though, I feel like I'm a lot sharper than I used to be beforehand. I had a tendency to take Modafinil a bunch to really press on but I don't seem to need it anymore now.

I definitely feel a lot better about tripping and life as a whole. I think I finally closed off a depressive part of my life with this acid trip and really opened up a new chapter for myself which is completely open-ended. There's so many things I want to do and I'm gonna work really hard to make them happen. If you are thinking about having a solo LSD trip for similar reasons, please remember to take very good caution and care of yourself before, during and after. All the effort I put into cleaning my apartment, setting up my tripping space and doing all the mental work beforehand were huge factors in the positive result of this experience.

Thank you for reading my report, peace and love to you :)

Exp Year: 2018	ExpID: 112543

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 22

Published: Nov 12, 2018	Views: 1,842

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LSD (2) : Music Discussion (22), Therapeutic Intent or Outcome (49), General (1), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 2:45
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 7:00

		 vaporized
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 12:00
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 Pharms - Alprazolam

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   120 kg

I'm a boring old lady, mother of teenagers. I used to party my ass off in the 90s and early 00s but I took way too much Molly during the end of that period of my life. I got severely burned out (you can find a old report here under the same pseudonym, that was me 16 years ago). I thought I'd lost the magic forever. I'd never had the chance to candy flip because by the time I started playing with Esctasy in 2001 or so, there was no LSD to be had for love nor money. I settled down, got married, and had a family like some kind of normie. Once Lucy came back on the scene a few years ago I'd occasionally indulge, and I had the odd heroic-dose mushroom trip over the years, but for the most part, I'm probably a bit like your mom.

Recently, I had come across a hit of strong WoW LSD (tested as real Lucy, supposedly dosed at 110ug but it felt a lot stronger- and I say this having formerly done 10-strips on the regular) and a single pill of ecstasy of somewhat unknown provenance (taking it when I wasn't 100% sure where it came from, and didn't have a test kit, was probably not smart, test your substances kiddos). My teenagers were out of the house for a couple of days so I said "fuck it" and decided to have some quality me-time.

I dropped the LSD at 7PM. I tend to get anxiety so I like to do something quiet and emotionally neutral on the come-up.

I dropped the LSD at 7PM. I tend to get anxiety so I like to do something quiet and emotionally neutral on the come-up.

 I sat down to watch nature documentaries while waiting for Lucy to show herself. I was on the sofa with my dogs. I chose a couple of 4k videos of undersea life and strapped myself in for the ride.

I knew Lucy was definitely in the room when I started to wish I could mute the narrator on the documentary without muting the music. His voice was super annoying and he sounded like a John Wayne impersonator talking about fish. Suddenly I couldn't stop laughing at a whale shark on the TV. Its mouth was such so huge and it seemed like the most hilarious thing I'd ever seen. Shortly after that, flowing patterns started emerging from my normally boring carpet. Soon the grain in my wood furniture started flowing, too. At that point I turned off the TV because things in my own environment seemed far more interesting and beautiful. I played with my dogs (they had this squeaky ostrich toy with a colourful plastic knot that looked like it was alive, twisting and pulsing and breathing). I giggled a lot and had a great time.

I kept checking my watch because I'd planned to introduce Molly to Lucy at 10PM, three hours after first dropping. The night was extremely cold when I got up to let the doggos out. I couldn't get warm again when I came in and it was getting harder and harder to read the time- I really should have set an alarm, but oh well. At 9:45PM I gave up and sent Molly down the hatch, then took my dogs upstairs to my bedroom to meditate.

I guess meditation sounds like a boring way to spend a candy flip, but I learned after several "heroic dose in silent darkness" trips on mushrooms that it can be really rewarding to just be still and experience a substance (or combo of substances) fully. I put on meditation music to quiet the rabble of earworms in my head and just sat and breathed. After a while I noticed I was clenching my teeth and also that the whole world had taken on a sort of golden hue.

I noticed I was clenching my teeth and also that the whole world had taken on a sort of golden hue.

The next couple of hours were incredible. I was on my bed with a ton of blankets and pillows and my two lovely hounds, who are the world's best trip sitters, happy to take advantage of my willingness to snuggle and pet them endlessly. Of course Lucy on her own can be a bit cold and emotionally distant but this was something new entirely. I snuggled in a big puppy pile with the dogs and I just breathed and felt all the emotions, which were all happy and warm- I felt such a deep, profound gratitude for my life that I was nearly in tears. At the same time I started to get a minor ego death- nothing over the top, I just felt like I was blurring into my environment and I didn't know who I was for a while. My joy seemed crystalline, and I knew that this time was incredibly precious, to be savoured, because it wouldn't last long. Every breath felt like an amazing miracle and I meditated on my breath for a good long time. I needed to change positions a lot more often than I'd normally do when meditating and was constantly stroking one or the other of my dogs and clenching my jaw but not to the point of it being unpleasant. I thought to myself that this felt like an acid trip dipped in honey...organic and perfect and beautiful.

I guess at about two AM or so (I still couldn't read my watch, as I'd misplaced my glasses in the process of migrating to the bedroom) I started to come back to earth a bit. I'd turned off the meditation music. It was silent and dark and I started to get this weird effect that I get when I sit in silence with Lucy, where it feels like I can hear the magnetic fields emanating from objects around my house- I swear I can hear all the different wi-fi enabled objects like my phone and my tablet making low droning buzzing noises that echoed off each other and off the sound of the wiring in the walls. It's not completely unpleasant but it has a cold metallic feeling and I knew it was a sign that Molly was leaving for the night.

This is the point when I would have loved some non-canine company, but instead I loaded my weed vape and took a magnesium tablet as my jaw was starting to get sore. I ended up going back downstairs at least five times before I found my missing glasses case (it was trapped between two of the sofa cushions). I spent the rest of the night listening to Fleetwood Mac and reading trip reports on Reddit as Lucy made her very slow exit. At 7AM I got up to let the dogs out. Afterwards I took a Xanax and went to sleep.

When I woke at about 1PM I was surprised to feel a distinct afterglow rather than the apathy and depression that I had come to associate with mornings after Molly. Apparently if I don't re-dose multiple times during a night, I don't get tweaked out. Who knew? I'm now up doing laundry and writing this trip report and I feel great. My teenagers will be home in a couple of hours and I'll be thrilled to see them. I got the vacation I needed without even leaving my house.

Exp Year: 2018	ExpID: 112571

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 46

Published: Dec 6, 2018	Views: 3,418

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MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Alone (16), Glowing Experiences (4), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   53 kg

A sunny mid-summer Sunday, 4th of February. A local park in the heart of the CBD. The time is 1pm, as I sit down on a park bench soaking in sunrays admiring the cityscapes that stand in front of me, I place two tabs of Lysergic Acid Diethylamide (LSD) under my tongue. There is no taste, just a subtle odd sensation. The blotter has been acquired from a trusted source who has ties to the dark net. The product is genuine and has many good reviews, each tab containing approximately 100-150ug each. My mindset is positive, I have been waiting for this moment for around two years, and I have taken the required steps to ensure that the experience will be nothing short of positive.

T: +0:26

While sitting down the first initial effects became present at this time. There was a slight perceptual shift in that objects looked much more ‘fixed’ in their position. Building angles became more prominent and stood out.

T: +0:30

Slight stoning feeling of the face, also a slight build up of tension within my jaw. Music results in small bursts of euphoria and I cannot help but laugh. There is an overall feeling of calmness and complete serenity.

T: +0:40

Writing is beginning to loose its significance, I can’t help but feel that in this moment it is meaningless. There is a much stronger urge to sit and be still – take in everything around me for it is all we ever had, and we are it.

Unfortunately, that is the end of my handwritten notes that day, the rest will be written from my memory and reflection of the experience. So timing will be estimated, but nonetheless still important. Each ten-minute time interval between the forty-minute mark to one hour after ingestion, introduced a sensory layer to my perception. Colours became more vibrant, the grass and tall trees that surrounded me swayed with life, and I noticed I was able to perceive a single blade of grass or leaf on tree in such incredible detail and focus. My visual field became increasingly tuned into my environment and enhanced as each moment went by. I decided to stand and walk around, this swift feeling felt unusual, not necessarily laboured, although walking felt slightly off. There was no noticeable body load, but being still felt more comfortable. I began to feel increasingly euphoric and at peace, the subtle changes that were occurring felt smooth and clean. At that moment I felt as if this compound needs to be respected, for it will then respect you. The next sensory change was auditory, music sounded much more clear and I was able to pick up on all the subtle changes within a songs melody. I came to realise that the music sounded louder, although the volume was not changed, simply I was hearing it at a much more coherent level. The next series of events will describe the peak of the experience which lasted for four hours.

Looking down at my skin I was confronted with it morphing and changing colour. I was able to see the veins within my body, the inner workings of my muscles and the blood that runs through them. My sense of touch became quite altered, my skin felt almost like a rubbery substance, smooth to touch, but almost completely alien. Looking down at the creases within my clothes, I saw a swarm of patterning and shapes, both moving and forming on the flatter surfaces of fabric. What wonder in looking down at such ordinary pieces of clothing that we wear each day, yet seeing such complexity in their simplicity. Much like the experience Aldous Huxley describes with Mescalin within his novel Doors of Perception, I could see that each garment holds a story, it shapes who you are as a person, and yet we seem to overlook such simplicities in the favour of more mundane things. The next perceptual shift was that time ceased to exist. The numbers that presented themselves on my phone became worthless. I tried to contemplate what they meant, although my attempt was futile. The inner workings of my life were slowly being untied, all I ever knew had slowly slipped away. This confrontation with this altered space did not worry me, for I knew that fighting such state would carry no meaning whatsoever. Instead, I aloud it to take control, let it be, do not be scared, be open, for when you become open you learn.

Sitting down I came to a very sudden realisation that there was such a strong female presence accompanying me. What a divine, beautiful, nurturing, elusive, calm yet firm entity she is. As if the cosmos so delicately entered my body and manifested itself as Mother Nature. Through her I could see, endless desires, emotions, thoughts, and feelings that flourished into my visual field. These ideas to the normal being can only be expressed though verbal phrases, or symbols, yet she aloud me to perceive these subjective phenomena for they truly do exist through colour, shapes, geometric layering, all part of a plane of reality that chooses to stay hidden. In this moment of clarity, I realised that as human beings our consciousness has evolved over thousands of years to repress this way of seeing and experiencing life. If we were to see a lion in-front of us, its exquisite mane flowing with such detail, a stern, determined face, with piercing hazel eyes full of life, we would forget that this is a predatory animal, and then in the next moment, we would be gone. Over time, we have evolved into a collective conscious being that has many psychological defence mechanisms to protect us from environmental stimuli, for we would simply be very vulnerable animals to be in this altered state of consciousness for our entire existence. This realisation also demonstrates that this way of seeing life through her elegant grace is just as much part of us as normal reality is, much like the shamanic visionaries who have used the likes of Peyote, Mescaline, and Ayahuasca for thousands of years, we too, share this primal urge to see what lies beyond.

Her sophistication enraptured me for the remainder of the experience. I felt so incredibly alive at that given moment, full of ecstasy. My visual field at this time became inundated with colour and motion, almost blinding me. Looking around at grass I was able to see each shade of green which would eloquently merge and shift together, swaying in the gentle breeze. This motion combined with colour change created an almost cartoonish like landscape. Although that term is rather inadequate to describe what I was seeing. I believe seeing the beauty in colour from my environment may have contributed to my perception of the female entity accompanying me, although it became apparent that the beauty has always been in front of me, instead she has tapped me on the shoulder and reminded me to look, it is right in front of you. This cosmic feeling that had entered my body became stronger and her presence illustrated the significance of every living being around me. People began to sit near me, reading, laughing, walking their pet dogs. Each full of life and wonder, each living in their own complex reality with their own relationships and spirituality. This entity began to teach me that we as humans are equal, we all share a common foundation, and that it is up to you as the individual to create beauty in this world, for it is essential for existence.

During this period of time more realisations came to me. Living things move through the ecosystem. Each being transfigures the space around them to produce movement, behaviour, emotion – all integral parts of life that resemble our finite existence. I could see each individual around me flow through this delicate ecosystem with an abundance of energy. Each being had an aura that would trail off behind them, a small child full of awe and wonder playing at the stump of a tree, a cyclist – fast, determined, a place he must be. Each aura matched the individual character, through this was the passage into understanding the intricacy human consciousness carries. This endless energy that flows through the ecosystem carries in itself character, behaviour, and emotion. Therefore, not only do humans as tangible beings feel and move, but so does the body aura that encompasses them shape the more intangible environment and most certainly effects the way the world feels too. This is a significant realisation in that consciousness has the ability to flow intimately between our own reality and one which exists if the individual chooses to become open to it. This process in itself allows compounds like LSD to unveil the curtain of life through which we can glimpse into a world that resembles far from our own, yet it is.

My mind began to entertain these concepts with ease, the answers to what I was seeking felt so apparent, yet I would arrive at where I began. These answers aren’t ones to come easy, for they are there to simply guide me, to direct my understanding and self-progression, for these answers are simply inside of me. I am it.

Physiologically, at this moment I began to realise that I was grasping the grass around me quite firmly. I also seemed to be holding my breath. Realising this I centred myself. Everything was extremely overwhelming at this point although not in a negative way. Instead I felt as if I did have some form of control, but I felt more in-control when the substance had taken over me.

I felt as if I did have some form of control, but I felt more in-control when the substance had taken over me.

 I know that may sound paradoxical, but I was most comfortable when completely engulfed. My bladder was full and so I began my journey to the public restroom. Sunglasses helped ‘tone’ down my environment slightly. Inside the restroom it was quite claustrophobic, the walls were changing colour from violet, to yellow, back to white and this process would repeat itself. Small droplets of colour splattered all around the inside of the restroom – blue, green, purple. Looking at myself in the mirror I saw a version of me that was so incredibly elegant. My features smooth and textured, pupils completely dilated, slight smirk. I noticed that my reflection was covered in a film of purple mixed with yellow. The merging and morphing of all the physical properties around me gave life to a very dull, dirty place. Something so bleak can have such a profound impact when under the influence of this compound. Truly, this entity in all her tranquillity showed me life in absolutely everything.

Walking back to the park I stood at the intersection looking at people around me, completely oblivious to the way I was which created a sense of amusement. I was engulfed in a reality completely far from everyone else. The faces of people morphing into obscure shapes, their hair changing colour, the ground swirling in mystery, yet I was the one to know when to cross the road before anyone else, oh the irony.

Back at the park I chose a new location on the grass to lay down. Looking up the clouds above me moved with such swiftness, silky like smoke, flowing in such detail. The edges would twist and contort in ways not possible to produce patterns and shapes all evenly presented. There was a moment when the clouds formed into these alien-reptilian creatures, standing on their all four legs peering down onto the world. This image was not sinister, rather it felt quite calming, knowing that these entities lived amongst us at every moment. They showed me that we are welcome to experience this alternate reality for they are just as part of us to the skin on our body. Across the sky formed a grid of geometric patterns and shapes multiplying into the thousands, glowing in a colour for which there is no name. In the centre of my vision an hourglass like structure formed and began to turn, each twist illustrated to me its multitude of angles with infinite complexity. At this moment I realised the peak slowly beginning to end and I was plateauing. A breath of fresh air.

As the day turned to dusk, I felt more comfortable walking throughout the city. As the sun was setting it illuminated a rich orange glow across the entire skyline. This glow was incredibly vibrant, with the dazzling, dancing swirls still swaying in my vision, I was at complete peacefulness with my existence. Seeing the city come to life at night with its various glowing lights gave the end of the experience a nice feel. It created a sense of flavour as I not only experienced day time visuals, but also night. Street lights and car headlights had this incredible glow to them, a piercing light completely full. The red of car taillights would flow behind as they drove off. I chose to sit down near a wharf and watch the magnetic substance of water undulate and turn with ease. As the effects slowly reduced, I contemplated the day and reflected upon what had happened.

To conclude, the full trip lasted for a total of 10 hours, peaking for four hours, with a plateau for another two hours, and a slow drop off for another four hours. Being my first experience with a psychedelic compound I realised that one must tread very carefully. For these compounds offer such incredible insights, but only if one chooses to be completely open and psychologically ready.

I learnt a great deal about my existence that day, but upon reflection I began to realise that I know so little.

Exp Year: 2018	ExpID: 111604

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Dec 12, 2018	Views: 2,212

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LSD (2) : Entities / Beings (37), First Times (2), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 3:30

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 10:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   68 kg

I was 16 years old and had just finished my GCSE exams (very important exams), following months of studying. I had had an interest in trying LSD for a while and had only experienced weed and alcohol in the past. I eventually decided that I would try LSD after my exams finished, as I would have little stress and nothing to worry about. I was excited about the prospect of trying acid, but I also had a healthy level of fear of the unknown. I was also at a generally good place in life, with few issues.

About one week after finishing my exams, my parents went away for a few days. I knew this would be the perfect time for me to experience my first trip, so I purchased the LSD off of a local dealer the day before. In preparation, I tested my tab using the Ehrlich reagent.

While planning the day, I realized that the only issue was that my closest friend (J), who I wanted to trip sit me, had an exam that day, and only finished at 4. It would also take an additional half hour for him to arrive at my house. To compromise, I decided that my other two friends (L and P) would trip sit me from 1 pm (when I would take the LSD) to 4:30 until my J arrived to join them.

12 pm: It turned out to be a sunny day during late spring (around 20 degrees Celsius), and there was additionally Football World Cup matches on, which my friends and I wanted to watch.  I decided not to eat for 24 hours before my trip. We walked back from school to my house, which would be the place of my trip as I feel most comfortable there.

1 pm: The three of us arrived at my house, and shortly went upstairs to the bedroom where I nervously placed the tab in my mouth. It had a slight taste at first (most likely the ink) but the taste quickly went away and the tab became tasteless. On dropping the tab I felt nervous, but at the same time hopeful, as my L and P, who have never taken a psychedelic, watched grinningly. We then went downstairs to watch the first football match we could.

2:30 pm (90 minutes after ingestion): I was yet to feel any effects and started to wonder why. I kept on looking outside, expecting to notice an increasing depth of colour but noticed nothing. I started to feel disappointed but knew that it may just be a delayed reaction.

I started to feel disappointed but knew that it may just be a delayed reaction.

4 pm (180 minutes after ingestion): The trip was still yet to kick in and my friends and I started to wonder whether or not it was bad acid. We decided to order hamburgers for lunch, and I sat on the floor eating it whilst the next game commenced. Whilst eating the burger, I began to feel extremely nauseous and had trouble thinking. My mouth also felt very clammy and uncomfortable. I still, however, didn’t feel as though I was in the “LSD headspace” and I didn’t notice any visual changes, so I convinced myself that it was only a placebo effect.

4:30 pm (210 minutes after ingestion): At this point, nausea had gone, but I still felt a little off, struggling with major trains of thoughts. J had also finally arrived and had been shocked when I told him the trip hasn’t started. At this point, I felt as though the trip would never begin, so I made the decision to smoke weed with my friends in the garden. I didn’t smoke that much (only a few tokes) and I felt no effect from the weed.

11 pm (10 hours after ingestion): It had been a long 10 hours of sitting around in the house I was sure that the trip would never begin. L and P decided to leave, while J decided to spend the night at mine. I was very frustrated about the lack of a trip, and J and I decided to go outside and smoke some more weed in my garden (now at night). This time I smoked a large amount of weed, but surprisingly still felt 0 effects.

11:30 pm (10.5 hours after ingestion): J and I went inside with me feeling completely normal by now and J being very, very high. When we got inside, my older sister (25 years old) had just popped into the house to grab something, and we said high to her. Once my sister left, J went upstairs to my room and I stayed downstairs, in order to turn off the lights and lock the doors. After doing so, I started walking up the stair to my bedroom, and then all of a sudden I was at my bedroom door. For some reason, I had absolutely no memory of walking upstairs, as if I had just teleported outside my room. The only bit of memory I did have, however, was of a pitch black setting, with large neon purple intertwining rings in front of me. The area around my right eye also began to feel painfully numb as I explained to my friend what had just happened (now inside my bedroom).

Whilst explaining what had just happened to me my friend stood up and all of a sudden everything changed. My vision zoomed out, the walls became more shaped and I had these red and green fractal patterns running across my vision. On the spot, I panicked. The trip had officially begun. Suddenly, my mind felt wider than the ocean, but it was filled with anxiety and fear. I began to feel this fear spreading through my body like I was being dragged downwards into the ground. I quickly proclaimed “I’m tripping”, and J saw my fear. He calmed me down, telling me that this is what I wanted to happen and that everything would be ok, His calm words allowed me to regain control and slow my breathing. I was then able to tell myself to think positively, and I lay down on my bed.

His calm words allowed me to regain control and slow my breathing. I was then able to tell myself to think positively, and I lay down on my bed.

 Once calmed down (for the most part), I looked at the ceiling and tried to take all my feelings in. I noticed that it had become difficult for me to continue a single train of thought, despite my mind feeling as though it had been stretched. I felt as though I was able to think at a deeper level, closer to my subconscious.

Still, however, I had to slow my breathing and think happy thoughts. Every once in a while, I would feel the fear creep up on me; however, I was able to stop it. I closed my eyes (with the lights on) and noticed incredibly patterns of gold, sky blue, and silver. They were constantly changing. I told J to turn the lights off, and when he did, the patterns became even more vivid, this time neon pink, purple, gold, silver and blue. The walls of my bedroom also seemed to have a greenish tint to them.

12:30 am: After about an hour of staring at my environment taking it all in, I felt as though the wave of my trip began to die out. I almost felt slightly normal again. We went downstairs and talked for about 5 minutes before I quickly noticed that the trip was coming back, and this time, stronger than the last. I knew this because I began to be unable to support myself, and my breathing began to speed up again. We went upstairs, and I told J to put on the album: “The dark side of the moon” by Pink Floyd. I had listened to the album a couple of times sober before, but J had never heard it. We played it very loud through my new speakers in my bedroom. I lay on the bed and J on the floor.

Within a few seconds of the first song on the album, there is a distinct heartbeat. I suddenly felt my own heart beating at the same rate, but stronger than ever. It felt as though my heart would burst through my own chest. Then at the beginning of the second track (Breathe), there is a scream followed by a wonderfully quick transition into the tune. At this point, it was like somebody had gently pulled me, and taken me somewhere else. I was in a giant glass dome in space, completely alone and lying on my back. The music was playing out in front of me, with intricate patterns that coincided with the lyrics and “feel” of the music. This time, the patterns were about as vivid as reality. The music moved through my body, and it was the most beautiful feeling of comfortableness and silence I have ever felt. Simply put, it was incredible. When the song “time” came on, I saw a neon silver and blue clocked, constantly changing and moving around me. I recall feeling as though I had let go of all my fears and submitted to the trip, which was undoubtedly the best decision I made. Slowly, I moved through the album, enjoying it from my dome in space.

2:30 am: Once the album finished, the strongest wave of the trip went with it. I began to feel like the trip was ending, so we listened to a few random songs, here and there. All intriguing in their own right, but none quite like the album.

4:30 am: Finally, the trip came to an end.

In the months following the experience, I felt a happy afterglow, as if life was just a little more pleasant. I will definitely be revisiting this drug.

Exp Year: 2018	ExpID: 112651

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 16

Published: Dec 14, 2018	Views: 1,759

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		 DOSE:

		 180 ug
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   185 lb

My goal of this report is to try and really instill the importance of not letting your experience and confidence with a substance override your knowledge of its dangers. Before the experience, I had 30+ acid trips.

Background:

Prior to this experience, I had experiences with the following compounds and plants:

MDMA, MDA, LSD, Psilocybin, Cannabis, 2C-B,

2C-I, Diazepam, Ketamine, Amphetamine, DXM, 5-MeO-DMT, Changa, Cocaine,  Methylphenidate, Salvia, and Mescaline.

Before I begin relaying my experience to you it is important to note that at the time of this experience, I recently started using cannabis again, after three-month abstinence, My recidivism to cannabis was not something I was particularly pleased about, as my relationship with the plant had become toxic and purely habitual.  Prior to this experience, I had been using cannabis again on a daily basis for around a month. The effects had changed since my abstinence, not drastically but enough to notice that it was causing a much more negative, somewhat irrationally negative form of introspection.

Source &amp; Setting:

A Friend of mine had bought some LSD off a reliable source online that he had used many times and had always had received a quality product. Testing was done with an Ehrlich test to calm the anxiety that comes with taking a psychedelic.

We planned to do our usual tripping routine, go for a walk around the surrounding countryside, Enjoying the visuals, have interesting conversations, the usual tripping activities.

The Trip:

A couple of days before we planned to drop I just didn't feel like taking acid and said to myself that I wouldn't take any but I would still come along for the walk. One of the many fatal errors laid in not telling my friends my change in mindset and continuing anyway.

The day eventually came around, I woke up in the completely wrong mood. I really was not up for dropping any acid. I lay in bed contemplating not going and calling off my date with uncle Sid. Eventually, my two mates came knocking on the window of my flat at around 10 AM. I chose to ignore the knock, they rang my phone, rang the bell a few more times, shouted my name through the letterbox. And I didn't answer. Eventually, they left without me. Although they sent me a text asking me to call them once I was available.

I lay in bed for another half hour or so, arguing internally whether to go or not.  Eventually, I got up, threw on some clothes, rang my friends and asked where they were, I met them at a lake which was about a 15-minute walk from my flat. When I met them they were in high spirits, they asked where I was and I told them I quickly had to go to the shop for some groceries.

Off we set on our walk, 30 or so minutes into the hike the blotter was taken out and the other two were getting ready to drop their dose. I was handed my portion and in my overconfidence and overestimation of my experience with the drug dropped 180µg of LSD.

T 00:40

We arrived at an area of the woods that has a large fire pit, Are attempts to get a fire going were futile and we quickly gave up on the prospect of a comforting fire. At this point, a sense of nausea that I have always associated with LSD has started to creep up on me, No visual distortions but I definitely starting to feel different. My friends and I start to get the uncomfortable restlessness that is common with coming up on many acid, so we decide to carry on with our hike, To ease the process of coming up.

T 01:00

At this point, trails are starting to appear, colors are becoming vibrant. My mind is in a good place I am enjoying being with my friends, Laughing, fooling around.  I remember at one point lying down on a bench looking up at the sky and seeing birds. The more I focused in on a group of birds more would appear and they would start crisscrossing across the sky forming these slippery hexagonal patterns, eventually, they would group together and be sucked up and disappear into what can only be described as an invisible plug hole in the sky.

T 02:30

Peaking, Everything is swirling and distorted, the simplest of things aren't making much sense. I can remember looking at the tarmac road we were walking on and all the stones it was made up of started to look like the bottom of small feet with this wave of shimmering purple dancing across the road. My mind is still in a good place and I feel in control of my thoughts. Although the sense of unease and nausea that usually disappears for me after the come up is still present. The concern quickly passed and I got on with my experience.

T 03:30

We stopped for our second spliff of the trip on top of a hill overlooking a river and a cow farm. I rolled the spliff which took me about 25 minutes due to my eyes focusing sharply onto very specific parts of the spliff. An inconvenient hallucination but somewhat enjoyable. Once smoked it seemed to have little to no effect. We started to walk again. When we walked passed the cow farm we could hear the cows inside but could not see them. This was for some reason quite a dark, unsettling experience.

T 04:30

We were coming to the end of our walk and we decided to sit on top of a cliff that overlooked the surrounding moorland and river. prior to this the subject of where we should go after the walk was brought up, A decision was not agreed upon, and this created an air of anxiety, and made the feeling of unease within me a lot more prominent. We sat on this Cliff for around an hour watching the scenery distort and dance in front of us. During this time we smoked 5 joints in quick succession of each other. This was the dumbass decision that turned my enjoyable trip into a journey into a psychotic esq hell.

T 05:30

We left the cliffs in a typical silent stoned awkward way, still undecided of our next destination. This was plaguing my mind. At this point, dusk was coming around, the sky had turned a shade of pink and grey. and visibility was getting less and less. We climbed over a fence into a field that leads back into town when suddenly one of my friends frantically started to panic saying he was starting to have a bad trip. I quickly tried to calm him down which worked, he sat down and very quickly was down to baseline. for whatever reason, a wave of panic and anxiety washed over me and I couldn't stop thinking why he freaked out. I got stuck in a thought loop. my mates tried to calm me down, by this point, my mind was starting to rabbit hole. I was convinced we had taken something bad that wasn't LSD.

The typical bad trip thoughts were overcoming me, I'm going to die, I'm going to be in this state forever,

Now I'm starting to think of an immediate family member who has Schizophrenia, I start cursing myself out like you knew this was going to happen, you were testing fate.

I am now fully lost in a negative confused mindstate. I'm no longer walking with my two friends, I'm 10 meters in front of them, Completely delusional  I was convinced that I had fallen into a coma at the fire pit and I was just dreaming the rest of the trip.

In my delusional state, I came to the conclusion that I needed to go to the hospital so I could die, thus waking up from my coma.

My two mates decided to take me to another friends house to get me inside and attempt to calm me down

T 06:30

Upon arriving at the house I was extremely restless my vision had been set to the pink and grey colors of the sky. And everything was breathing heavily. the confusing thoughts of why my friend freaked out persisted as did the coma delusion. I was led up to a bedroom and i lay on my mates bed trying to calm myself. as I closed my eyes it felt as if my body was slowly disappearing and my consciousness slowly unraveling. I was quickly hit with the thought I can't die here, I need to die in hospital. I called a close friend at this point who was not into drugs at all. I told him the situation and asked him to drive me to the hospital. He agreed and set off on his way.

When he arrived roughly an hour later I was still a complete mess the visuals had calmed but the mindstate persisted. When I got in his car and shut the door a wave of calm came over me and a sense of safety.....This was short-lived, panic quickly shot back into my mind. And the delusion of death to regain my sanity returned to my mind. I tried to explain this to my friend but getting words out was almost impossible, they would almost frazzle out halfway through a sentence.

T 08:00

We arrive at the ER. a sense of clarity creeps back into my mind and I beg my friend not to take me into the ER. I tell him I fine and I'm starting to chill out. He rejects my plea and we go in. The whole process of telling the staff at the ER what was going on was so humiliating it gave me some clarity.  In the waiting room, I started to finally calm down and get extremely tired and just wanted to go home. A nurse took my blood pressure. It was crazy high, they wanted me to stay so they could do further testing I refused I told them I'm fine, just let me go home.  I could hear them talking behind the curtain about what I was here for. At this point, I feel like a complete tit. I just want to leave. By far the most embarrassing and scary situation I've ever been in all rolled into one.

I walked away from this experience with no long-term side effects. No symptoms of HPPD. No flashbacks. I haven't smoked weed or touched drugs since.  Psychedelics can be a cruel but effective teacher.

Exp Year: 2018	ExpID: 112774

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 23

Published: Jan 4, 2019	Views: 2,213

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		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (edible / food)

		   T+ 0:45

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 0:00
		 0.25 tablets
		 oral
		 Pharms - Alprazolam

		   T+ 0:00
		 0.25 tablets
		 oral
		 Pharms - Alprazolam

		   T+ 5:30
		 0.5 tablets
		 oral
		 Pharms - Alprazolam

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   155 lb

From what I usually see on posts describing LSD and other psychedelic experiences I feel like I should provide some background information on my drug use, not too extensive as I don’t want to bore whoever chooses to read this.

I have been smoking pot usually more than once a day since I was 14, began experimenting with harder drugs such as cocaine, assorted painkillers etc throughout high school, but had no psychedelic experience until less than a year before this account. Since my first experience, which was mushrooms (not counting a few Salvia extract trips), I have used mushrooms twice, LSD 3 times including this time, and 25-i twice. This is my favorite and heaviest trip I have had out of them all, and that is why I'm sharing my account on here.

I went away the weekend before and when I returned I heard my friends had purchased LSD dosed onto bottlecaps candy; immediately I found the source of this magic candy and purchased 2 for myself. My 2 friends, who will be M and D, bought 2 and 1 each, respectively. This would be my first time taking 2 doses, though M and D have used LSD quite more than I have, so I knew I was going to be in for something far crazier and heavier than them. I had bought a Xanax bar from my other friend L based off what I’ve read online, in case I couldn’t handle my trip and wanted to calm it down.

I have been reading countless stories the past few weeks, especially the few days before my trip trying to prepare myself. The past few times I had tripped were more of just a, “hey I found these drugs let’s take them and trip balls”. For this trip I wanted to not just trip and have fun, but have a supernatural experience and connect myself to the world and my spiritual self. I had done a lot of preparation on how to do this, I really did not want to be another teenager just taking LSD to get trippy.

So we eat the candies at about 7:38, I like to be specific so I made sure to check the exact minute, then we took a walk to a park in my town, about a 20-30 minute walk in hopes the trip would begin when we arrived. We got there faster than we expected so we sat down and chilled for a bit, just waiting for any signs of the trip to start. D and I smoked a few bowls about 45 minutes in, and by the time we had finished we noticed a few effects. We went onto the field (we had been in a more concealed part of the park while smoking) and the trees began to sway and move in and out, a common effect on the come up of any trip. We started to feel it more and more, and my two friends L and G, both sober, showed up to pick us up. Before we left M and I went on a see saw and the swings and on there I could feel my trip becoming more intense. The see saw made me laugh like a child, looking across at M as he’s being hit just as hard as I am, my mood was lightening, I was forgetting all my worries, and light visuals had begun taking place.

L was driving so we got into his car and went for a drive. This was about 1.5-2 hours in, and driving was like entering a whole new world. I had a playlist of music set up, including RHCP, Pearl Jam, Pink Floyd, The Beatles, and carefully selected songs that I knew would enhance our trip. While driving listening to the music I lost all sense of where I was or any worry of what I had to be doing; the music set the mood in the most perfect way, and the lights from cars and especially traffic lights made the world seem lit up by rainbows, despite it being 930 at night. At one point while we three tripping in the back were getting lost in one of our favorite Pearl Jam songs, G opened the door to the car and we all shot back to reality. We wanted to come down a bit since we were heading to D’s house and he was tripping too.

We get to D’s house and I had not even realized that I wasn’t peaking yet. We tried to wait until our peak was almost over to go to D’s house but the truth was we had barely even started it when we got there. We sat down started a fire and everything got more intense by the minute. Someone would speak to me and while trying to produce an answer I would only confuse myself beyond repair and be thrown into a laughing fit, which wasn’t bad but sometimes I needed to stop.

Someone would speak to me and while trying to produce an answer I would only confuse myself beyond repair and be thrown into a laughing fit, which wasn’t bad but sometimes I needed to stop.

 There would be times where I would say things that barely made sense and applied to situations we discussed over an hour ago, but for the most part I could keep track of where I was, what I was doing, and never thought “what the fuck is happening I need this to stop.”

While sitting around the fire there were times everyone would get up and it would just be me and M; we were tripping the hardest by far and also we are the closest friends out of the group, so everything was 1000x more intense when it’s just us. We would have a long relaxing song on, probably Pink Floyd, and just stare into the fire and trip out while everyone else was away from us for a few minutes. The visuals were phenomenal; staring into the fire I could see animals inside it, almost like in Harry Potter where the fire moves around like a demonic beast, except it can’t come near you, it just floats within it’s space. It was symbolic of good and evil for me; the good was in the light and warmth and comfort it provided for me, while I could see evil shapes in it but since it was contained to the fire pit I understood as evil entities present in the world, however if I would leave them alone they would do the same for me.

At one point I don’t think I was tripping too hard I just realized that I would be up all night and really wanted some sleep so I took ¼ of the Xanax I had on me, also hoping it would calm down my rapid heart beat. After a while it hadn’t done much so I took another ¼ of the bar and within 20-30 minutes I was very relaxed, exactly how I wanted to be.

While really tripping out to one song with M I had a very intense visual scene. I would be staring right above M into the trees and a house light, then the fire would be in the bottom left of my view. The trees would begin to crystalize in patters and come together like cells almost, then when they’d come together there would be a beautiful opening within the crystalized tree pattern. I could see the fire being sucked into it, along with M, not in a freaking out kind of way but almost like dementors sucking souls in Harry Potter. I am a Harry Potter fan obviously, which is why I can relate the magical experiences I had on this LSD to the magic from the movies.

I think part of my, not necessarily anxiety but at times I wished I wasn’t tripping and felt like an idiot for saying certain things, was because the majority of the people we were with were not tripping, and I had really wanted an environment where we could all just trip out and enjoy the same experience together.

I had really wanted an environment where we could all just trip out and enjoy the same experience together.

 However they were my friends and I definitely wanted them around, it was just hard to try and follow normal conversation while I was so out in the universe.

Throughout the whole night the thing that stood out to me more than anything else was the intense shift in color from all points of direction. I would be staring into space by the trees watching them make patters like I mentioned earlier, and within my peripherals I could see beautiful clouds of red and yellow filling the background. Often times when I would look at the sky (aside from the millions of dazzling LSD induced stars I could see along with the real ones) I could see deep greens and blues somewhat resembling the ocean. The color was one of the most magnificent things about the trip; someone could have told me it was 12 noon I probably could have believed them because the world was so bright.

Sitting around the fire was the best decision we had made all night. Once half the Xanax bar was in my system, everything was perfect. By that time it was just me, D, M, and L, and L was the only one not tripping. This was one of the best parts of the trip, because L was trying to fuck with me and M since we were tripping so hard and we didn’t have to worry about all the other people thinking we were freaking out or something. There was one specific instance where I went behind the pool to piss, and when I came back L asked me what 48/6 was. I answered 7, he tells me it was 8 then handed me a lighter and the bowl. I immediately lost my mind, I had no idea what he was talking about and started laughing harder than I ever thought was possible. I turned to M and he was in the same state I was in, L had also asked him a basic math question and our minds just turned to mush. I was being handed the bowl and could not calm my laughter down, I would just hold it for a few minutes, forget I had it, then see it was still on my lap and burst into a laughing fit again.

Now it was time to go home, about 5.5 hours after we had taken the LSD. I knew that there was no way in hell I was gonna get to sleep, so I took another half a Xanax bar; I knew that would knock me the fuck out. I get home and try to act normal, going to the kitchen looking for a snack or something but immediately started laughing like I was at the fire and decided to give up on real life and just lay in bed til I passed out.

This was honestly my favorite part of the trip; the whole time we were planning the trip I would tell my friends I just wanted to put on psychedelic music, lay down for an hour or so and just let the trip take me away. We did do that at the park in the beginning, but were only an hour into the trip so it wasn’t that intense. I had some good times like that around the fire, but being in my bed alone with no sober people to remind me of the real world had helped intensify my trip, despite the Xanax taking effect.

I dimmed my lights, got my iHome, which has blue LED’s that made my room look awesome, and downloaded Pink Floyd’s “Dark Side of the Moon”. I am a huge rock fan, but had never really listened to this album before. It was the most blissful experience of my life. Laying down absorbing the psychedelic beauty from the music I stared at my ceiling, mostly my light, and continued seeing intense colors all across the visible light spectrum, and occasionally this pallet that comes off my ceiling to access my attic would sort of fold down in a 3-D manner, that was really cool to me.  The music really put me in the exact mood I wanted to be, the Xanax definitely was needed otherwise I would have been up all damn night, like I later heard M was, and we were all going on a trip to a lake house in a few hours so I really wanted the sleep.

I got into bed at about 1 and before I knew it the time was 2:45, I had listened to the album about two times through already and was still tripping pretty nicely. I continued doing what I had been doing, except I think I turned the lights off this time and the blue light from the speakers was enough to create a beautiful atmosphere in my room. I don’t remember going to sleep at all but I woke up at about 8:45 surprisingly refreshed, not really zoned out which is weird especially after taking LSD and Xanax, and smiled to myself remembering how insanely different the room I was laying in had been just a few hours ago.

Overall this was the best LSD experience I have ever had. My use has been small, but this was definitely better than my shrooms and 25-I experiences. Never before had I seen colors in such a beautiful way, and felt so relaxed doing so little. That is one theme that kept occurring to me throughout the trip; I wasn’t using my cell phone, wasn’t watching TV or doing anything really. I was sitting around a fire just staring into space, and I could not get over how 2 drops of this chemical could allow me to have a better experience doing literally nothing than I could have had with 10 million dollars.

 In doing LSD that is really what I wanted to get out of it; a greater appreciation for the world and for the simple things we always take for granted.

 In doing LSD that is really what I wanted to get out of it; a greater appreciation for the world and for the simple things we always take for granted.

 I saw everything in such a different way it is truly indescribable. You realize you don’t need alcohol, television, twitter, or whatever to enjoy yourself, maybe just a bit of LSD ☺. It truly makes me see the natural beauty in the world; the raging, dancing fire complimented by already beautiful trees conforming together into wild patterns, all in the background of a clear night sky, makes me want to develop this same appreciation without the influence of LSD.

I definitely plan on doing this again, probably the same dose for another time or two, but I eventually wish to go heavier. LSD should not be regarded as a “hard drug” or something crazy to do. LSD is for people who wish to get more out of the world around them; it is for those who see the beauty in the world and truly appreciate what mother nature has put here for us. It connects human beings with the natural world, and helps bring us back to times before electronics and digital media, where we can sit around a fire or in an open field and have the greatest experience of one's life.

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 103787

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 19

Published: Jan 21, 2019	Views: 3,032

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