Pouring the thick purple syrup in to my white cup filled with sprite I was ready to alter my mind. The thought of doing what’s right had left my mind long ago along with my morals I was on the devils path with no worry in the world. Waking up I reached for my phone blindly to check the time. Seeing it was already 10:45 am I struggled to get up and take a shower. After I stepped out of the shower feeling refreshed I got dressed and made my way to the kitchen where I would begin to make my concoction I called “Drank” this was a mixture of sprite and prescription cough medicine containing codeine and promethazine. I got a white Styrofoam cup out along with the syrup and began pouring the thick purple syrup in to my white cup filled with sprite I was ready to alter my mind.
Now that my “Drank” was made I turned on the stereo putting the volume on max and began to ingest my trippy juice. As the effects set in, my mind felt as if it was slowing down like the world seemed to move at the pace of a snail. Standing there I could not feel my body so I walked in to the restroom numbly. Standing in the mirror my mind developed the projected image the mirror had so called reflected. I saw a teenage boy ruining his life day by day mistake after mistake a continued insanity that he was too weak to change. His brown hair in a fohawk squared with an edge up and freckles fading from his face ending with a squared jaw my mind searched for the attractiveness that so many girls saw. His slim