nietzsche

couple awesome people were spinning out on some property in the middle of nowhere ruskin...
lots of lasers and glowsticks and fire.
ate some blue and red monkeys.
nothing happened for a good 2 1/2 hours.
fucking cold as hell so i went to sit in the car for awhile and about 20 minutes after i did that
i listened to this song:



and i realized...
i was blowing up HARD.
Reeeeeeaaaaaallllly hard.

I felt like this:



and then i realized...
my phone was missing.
so half of me was screaming FUCK YES
and the other half was screaming FUCK NO
and things just went further down from there.

I was already in a panic that someone had stolen my iphone
looked all over the car with no result....
felt really sick
then i decided we should go home.
and that's where the story gets really interesting...

so im laying on the tile floor feeling like shit
but alllmost done seeing stars
when the walls start to melt a tiny bit.

and the pieces of lint look like crawling ants...

and the water in the sink was changing colors...

and the bathtub was stalking me....

and then it hit me....

somebody had tagged me with cousin cid right before i left.

oh boy.

that's when my whole world just went BOOM!



whether i opened or closed my eyes i got this:



now normally i LOVE this. but tonight i was not prepared and everything was already blah....
so pretty much the next 15 hours...sucked.

but in the end.... it stopped...i got my phone back...and i have one hell of a story

haha.

its all good