I did 3 hits of white blotter on friday. Saw great colors and bonded with Pink Floyd, damn that axe is scary, so I decided to do my last 4 hits on saturday. My parents were up visiting me at school and took me out for pizza. I dropped right in front of them, and ordered an orange juice and one to go. They didn't even notice, I just sliped them in my mouth. I didn't get trails that night, I got "jumps." Nothing moved, it just jumped from one spot to another. Then I cried for hours an was sure that I was insane. All I could think was that my parents are the only people who will love me no matter what I do, and they will eventually die. Then who's going to love me? No matter how I tried to avoid that thought, everything circled back to it. It was horrible. My advice, spread your trips out. I almost turned into psycho girl from hell.