I overdosed last night on coke. It is the most fucked up feeling ever and I'm never doing it again. Weed...too much alcohol and dancing. I puked my body weight I swear and had to be carried inside once we got back. Raven is the only one who didn't puke that smoked that shit but we're pretty sure it was laced. It had to be because I have never tripped that hard or been that sick in my life. I don't even remember half the shit I said or what went on. I remember stumbling to the bathroom off the bed and hearing "Whitney, you need to get the fuck inside. Jill's sick" and then I couldn't stop. I made her cry and I feel bad about it. Darren had to carry me inside and he stayed with me all night which is sweet even though he said I cussed at him and wished him dead. I don't remember. At least he stayed. If you want to know what I look like think about someone who was awake 36 hours and then did a lot of drugs and danced their ass off before passing out. And then being sick enough to go to the ER but can't so she passes out again. I have a swollen eye too, I think I head butted Trey. Probably, because it hurts so bad. Don't do drugs, kids.