Danny's High Flying Adventures: Cherry Cheesecake High


I'm a cheesecake guy. I never was as a kid. I didn't really like the tangy, tartness and the lack of sweet. Thankfully, as an adult, I'm not that much of a sweet guy. I make a mean vegan cheesecake with berries. Someone asked if all the edibles I try and review are vegan and the answer is they are not. The ones that are, I specify that they are. Is that hypocritical of me? Yes. At this point, I just want to try all the products and create new things based on the experiences I have while high. This is a job for me. Sometimes in the workplace, we have to compromise. I know I'm gonna catch a lot of shit for this, but I really don't care anymore. People are going to say shit and try and make me feel like I'm worthless regardless of what I do, so I might as well be high. Right?

REVIEW TIME! 
I bought the bar at Insa Easthampton. Their link is down at the bottom of the blog so you can check out the product and all the other things they have to offer. I'm actually thinking about trying my hand at making some of my own edibles, those of which will be vegan. Delectables with Dan Gets High. Maybe something like that. That won't be for another month or so since PayPal stole 140.00 from me and that was supposed to pay my bills, buy things I need and possibly do that edibles baking blog. Now I'm behind. ((Really need to manage what the hell has happened.)) 

Shirley's sultry, sexy vocals, backed by fast, screaming riffs vibrate through me. It feels like I've entered an alternate reality. Everything feels addictive and freeing. I feel like I can move with the moon. I dance around, freeing all of the tension that's been weighing me down. The anxiety turns to ecstasy as the blood in my veins pounds. I feel alive for the first time in weeks. I tremble, amazed by the sensations created by my brain. Who knew I held this much power inside? Creating worlds, penning beautiful works of art. Through my fingers, everything inside me is communicated. When words fail me, I can use my body to express how I feel, what's really inside.

I just want to kiss you, here I am on one knee begging for a chance. You throw me on the bed, pulling my shirt off me. It feels good to be exposed and vulnerable. I wanna feel your passion, your violence. I wanna rub my hands all over you. I want you to feel all the love I have for you. Pull at my curls, nip at my thighs, make me feel like I'm the centre of your world. I roll you over, pinning you under me. I caress that sweet stubble you have down the side of your jaw. I start there, sucking and kissing gently working my way down your throat. Everything about you means so much to me. I want to feel your fear as you feel my high, Your pale skin against mine only raises my temperature. It's too much for me, I need to be inside of you. 

Before I can enjoy myself, memories start to flood me. Old wounds are ripped open as my mind begins to spiral away. My thoughts turn dark and cloudy like the sky outside. Phil. It's been nearly three years but the wounds are still open. The cold silence. The rejection. His empty smile. Just like what always happened in my school days. Nothing has really changed for me. The tournament as only gotten more unforgiving as I've gotten older. The pressure to find someone who actually loves me has mounted beyond anything I ever believed. 
I will never forget that coldness. It changed me. It broke me in ways that I didn't know I could be broken in. And I didn't expect that kind of chill from someone who speaks of kindness, sending out positive vibes and acts like a decent person. That's the keyword there. Acts. Everything is just an act. There is nothing worth believing in anymore. It really shattered me. It made me realise that no one will love me in the way that I want to be and that I will always have to settle for a sub-pare kind of love. One that constantly leaves me unfulfilled and possibly even emptier than I felt before. Now I see that all he does is lie; Everything about him is made up of condescending Lies. I will never be able to see him in a different light. I should have read between the lines. If he had only given me a chance he would have seen everything, but he jumped the gun. I almost killed myself over this. Sadly, I woke up to experience even more heartache and pain in the coming years. Why the fuck am I even here?  I break into bone-shattering sobs as I lay here alone, the sky pouring down on me. I'm laying outside. I want the rain to freeze me so I won't have to feel anything anymore. 

Some of the time, I don't know how to handle all that I feel. It feels like I'm being smothered by emotions and sensations. Everything around me feels too much and I need to run and hide. I need to bathe in that familiar comfort that strips me back to the child I used to be; before life came and bit chunks out of me. I let the rain pelt me, not wanting to get up. I need to be cleansed. I don't know why I have to feel the depths of sorrow like I do.

Some highs are better than others as you can see. Sometimes I have really happy highs and other times, I have deeply sad highs. In the sad highs, it feels like I'm going out of my mind. Everything races around me while the voices to just escape, to hurt me grow louder. Sometimes I let them win. It feels like I'm powerless to stop it.

CHOCOLATE REVIEW
Taste 10/10 It's creamy with a hint of cherry. I hope they do a chocolate cherry cheesecake one or a chocolate one with bits of cherry inside. Oh fuck, a chocolate strawberry one would be out of this world. I think maybe I should share some of my ideas-oh fuck that, I can make my own edibles.

High 9/10 The sensations that I felt were so powerful, it felt like I was living all of my dreams, touching moving, it's the best feeling when you can step out of your body like this. Despite the way te high ended, it was amazing. It would have been a 10 if it didn't hit such a low like it did.

Would I buy it again?
Absolutely! I think they need to make bigger bars personally.
There will be new INSA reviews coming soon! One that's a V-Day special and more. Stay tuned. 

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