I had so much fun! my friend Wesley and I ate half an eighth each. I didn’t like, “see shit”, but we got really conceited and full of ourselves. We spent 4 hours sitting in my bathroom looking in the mirror talking about how perfect we were. Also, I looked at my towels and they were “breathing”. Next time I’m gonna eat a full eighth because I want the walls to melt. haha

Oh yeah and there’s no shitty comedown, either.