DOSE: T+ 0:00	5 seeds	oral	H.B. Woodrose
T+ 0:20	2 seeds	oral	H.B. Woodrose
T+ 0:00	1 seed	oral	H.B. Woodrose

BODY WEIGHT:

110 lb

Last night, I did something that I swore I would never do. I underestimated the power of a psychedelic. 'They're just seeds,' I thought to myself. 'What could they really do?' I did not realize that LSA is a very powerful psychedelic, and even though the seeds are small, 8 is a lot. Especially when you weigh not much over 100 pounds.

It all started when my best friend, let's call him 'B', texted me and asked me if I've ever heard of Hawaiian baby Woodrose. Being very interested in psychoactives, I had heard of the plant, but only a little. B told me that his good friends were over and they had a bag filled with the seeds of the plant. He sent me a picture to confirm that they were the correct seeds, and asked my opinion on whether or not he should partake in the psychedelic journey. After doing some research, I decided that he would be fine if he only ate a couple seeds and didn't drive. He told me that he wanted me to be there with him while he did this, but I was scheduled to work that night, so I turned down that offer. Now, this happened to be on the night of a very bad snow storm. I work at a restaurant, and moments after turning down B on his offer, my boss called me and told me that I didn't have to come to work because it was going to be so slow. Directly after, I called B to let him know that I was coming to babysit him and his friends on this drug.

When I arrived at B's house, B's good friends, let's call them 'K' 'L' and 'A' were all sitting on the couch. All four of these boys are heavier, older, and more experienced with drugs than I. Speaking of, it may be helpful for the reader if I include my previous drug usage in this form. I use marijuana on a daily basis, I've done MDMA once, and DXM once. Back to the story, almost immediately upon arrival, K, who owned the bag of seeds, asked me if I would like to trip with them. After doing about another 20 minutes of research, I agreed to trip with them.

'We all ate 5 seeds,' Reported K, 'but if you REALLY want to trip, you should eat like 9.' Coming from the person who bought the bag, and from someone who had personally already taken it, I thought that this was a seriously good idea. So, I ate 5 seeds to begin with. Then 20 minutes later I barely felt anything so I ate two more. That's when it started to kick in. I was contemplating eating the last two seeds, and ended up giving one of the seeds to B, probably a good thing I did, because 8 was a LOT, and I can only imagine that 9 would have been even crazier.

It turns out that I actually ate probably twice as many seeds as I should have. At first I just felt dizzy and disoriented, kind of like alcohol intoxication. I would stare off into space, and when I went to say a sentence it was like words came out of my mouth that weren't at all what I had intended to say. There were no hallucinations, it just seemed like my mind would play tricks on me and distort my vision. When walking towards something it wouldn't appear to get any closer as I approached it.

Soon, a few more friends came over, J, N and M. We could all tell that they knew that we were extremely fucked up. After a while N asked us why we were acting so weird and what we were on. When we told them 'Hawaiian baby Woodrose' they were confused because they'd never heard of it. We explained that it was LSA. N and M were very intrigued and asked K if they could buy some. He sold them 6 seeds each for a total of $10 which is a huge rip off seeing as the bag that he bought online contained 100 seeds and was $20. But hey, when people lack knowledge it leads to profit.

N, M and myself went outside to smoke a bowl of cannabis. Upon reaching the outside, a December night in Buffalo Ny, I realized that I did not feel cold. The drug some how numbed me to temperature. We smoked a good 2 bowls. The cannabis greatly intensified the effects of the LSA. After smoking I was way more distorted and Extremely thirsty so I went back outside and made my way up the stairs, slowly, one step at a time.

When I got upstairs I felt a very strong urge to vomit. I kneeled over the toilet for what felt like a very long time and nothing came out of me. I spat into the toilet and watched small pieces of seeds fall into the water in front of me. I felt a vibe that they were laughing at me. I wanted to cry. I was too fucked up. I did not like this. I stood up and looked in the mirror to notice that basically my entire eye was pupil. I turned the mirror light on for some reason and it burned my eyes, my pupils did not shrink at all. I went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water, that I drank in about one big sip as soon as it reached the plastic of the cup. I heard people coming up the stairs and for some reason quickly ran to the couch and laid down.

Everyone else joined me on the couch, and I suddenly felt a strong love and compassion and desperately wanted a hug. B was in the kitchen so I walked out with him. I told him I needed him to hug me more than I've ever needed anything. He was putting a frozen pizza in the oven, but the thought of eating completely repulsed me. After a second he pulled me into a gentle embrace and it felt so good, probably the best hug of my life.

It was around then that I realized that I was so fucked up that I needed to go to bed. It was about 7:30. The seeds were consumed at 5.

I went into B's room and got on my side of the bed. I felt really hot and took my socks off even though I always sleep with socks on. And then I realized that I could not lay still at all, and there was no way on earth I was going to fall asleep. For what seemed like 30 minutes but actually turned out to be 2 hours, I basically uncontrollably thrashed around in B's bed. My breathing was strange. In breaths were normal but I couldn't breathe out without accompanying my breath with a small, sad moan. I could not lay still for the life of me. I heard the sound of B's mom, my aunt, who had just come home from work and that's when I realized it must be 10 o'clock.

That's when I had that strong, unmistakable feeling. I knew I had to throw up. A lot. I got up and turned on the light and grabbed the nearest trash can. I sat up against the wall. My hearing was very distorted, I was still very very fucked up. I faintly heard B's mom say 'what?! Really?? Something happened??' Then B walked in and said 'have you puked?! I just puked so much! And my mom knows I'm puking!!' Shit, I thought, she's going to know we're on something. But I couldn't say that because before I knew it my face was glued to the trash can. I puked about 12 times and every single time I could feel the seed chunks in the vomit. They were laughing at me. I made a mistake and they knew it. I felt so overpowered. B walked out and I was still puking, rather loudly. I thought his mom would come in and it would be all over. And the next thing I knew, I was pissing my pants. I knew it was coming, I could feel it. I tried to stop the urine from coming out but I had absolutely no control over that part of my body. Urine trickled out of me and the whole time all I could think of was how helpless I was, how powerful this drug is and how I will never underestimate a psychedelic again. It was able to take complete control over my body.

After I was done puking, I got up and got back into B's bed even though I was slightly damp with urine. A few moments later he came in and laid down with me. I went to say something and realized that it hurt my back terribly bad to speak. This pain upon speaking lasted until about two days after the experience. I gently told this to B and he laid with me and rubbed my back for a few minutes. 'I don't want to leave you.' He said. 'I'm scared that this is going to be one of those things where I let you go to sleep and then you never wake up.' I had already thought of this earlier and had read an article saying that the seeds contain cyanide. I also read that plants that contain cyanide have very little of the poison in them so a huge amount would have to be consumed to die. This information reassured B that I was okay. He went back into the living room, and I felt much better. The vomiting made the restlessness go away and I was able to easily fall asleep.

So I suppose that the moral of the story is that just because this is a natural drug, and they're just little seeds, doesn't mean that they aren't a powerful psychedelic. Do not make the mistake that I did and do not take more than you can handle, especially on your first time with the drug. Just because it's a small amount of substance didn't mean that they won't make you piss your pants while simultaneously vomiting your life away into your cousins trash can.

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 105094
Gender: Female
Age at time of experience: 18
Published: May 29, 2020	Views: 607
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