Adrianne Curry: As many of you know, I have been writing a book about the major key moments of my life. These are the things that molded me into who I am today, for better or for worse. I have just finished a chapter about my years of heavy LSD use and decided to share a paragraph or two from one of my stories.... let me know what you think. It isn't edited, spell checked, nothing. Just a raw little excerpt..

"Acid and Mushrooms were a weekly thing for me for almost 4 years. If I didn't have it, I was looking for it. I wish I could sit here and tell you how much I hate drugs, but the truth of the matter is, they are FUN. Yeah, you heard me. I really enjoyed being fucked up, why else would I have done it? My body and mind still ache for it on a daily basis...but I know it's evil. I spent my every waking moment doing nothing but getting fucked up, or trying to find ways to get fucked up. My reign with acid came to a close after the night I overdosed. I was 16 years old I never thought you could O.D. on acid, but it happened. My ex boyfriend "Ralph" (the guy I dated before I met my husband) took us over to a friends house in downtown Joliet. The city had condemned it, but my friend was still living there. it was VILE. Dog shit on the floors, cockroaches on the walls, you name it. Not exactly the wisest place to tripp, but I did. My friend "steve" came over with a vile of liquid acid. I took some and waited a while but convinced myself I wasn't feeling anything. I am pretty sure I was, but was probably too fucked up to know."Steve" decided to give me another drop so I held my mouth open in anticipation as he moved the dropper into place. "Ralph" accidently bumped into "steve" as he squeezed the dropper and before you knew it, my entire mouth was full of fluid. It was dripping down my chin and neck. The entire room looked at me wide eyed. LSD can be absorbed in your flesh as well, and I had just taken probably the most acid that anyone in that room had ever seen. People began to wipe at my face and lick their fingers, an attempt to get high and help me not have to absorb it all. Immediatly everyone started freaking out and telling me how fucked up I was going to be. I started to tweak out so I ran outside in the front yard. The whole night from there was a blur. Trees were holding out their long branches in attempts to trap me. A woman who said hello to me was an agent of Satan there to suck out my very soul.  At some point, I had taken off all my clothes and was patrolling the street for white ferrets ion my underwear. I swore I saw Lucifer's ferret and vowed to not stop my search until I had captured him. Well, I did find an albino ferret that night, which is truly fucked up shit! The fact that I was able to see it and recognize what it was on that many drugs is impressive. More impressive was the fact that I actually caught the thing!

As my tripp intensified, I began to see things like I had never seen things before. The world was melting around me. The sky loomed over my head dripping onto the ground in giant blobs. Everytime I took a step, ripples would go through the ground like a body of water.  Every person I came into contact with had melting faces. I began to just scream. "RALPH", my boyfriend, was a really big guy. He picked me up and carried me into the house and laid me on the floor. I began to convulse and shake. LSD can sometimes contain strychnine, a chemical used in rat poison. You can feel it affect your spine. My spine felt like it was going to crack in half. I was racked with pain. I started to seizure and spit out a foamy white froth at my mouth. I convulsed so hard that I felt like I would tear through the floor with the weight of the blows. My back was trying to curve, and I was trying to fight it."Ralph" was crying over me as I shook and wept. Keep in mind, the poor guy was tripping his balls off too, and you can only imagine what a situation like this could do to someone who is hallucinating. He whispered to me over and over to please not die. In his fucked up state, he was doing all he knew how to do to help me. What felt like hours passed, and even though I was still tripping my ass off, the worst had passed. Here I was standing in a crack house in my underwear with an albino ferret in my crusted arms. The froth I had vomited up had dried all over my neck and chest. I wandered outside at around 8am. I kept asking God to make my tripp end, to set me free from LSD.....I will never take this much again..."

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