Mary Jane Again
I first met her when I was 8. Did I truly inhale her person, no I didn’t. I than ran into her again in 2nd grade, I was always chasing her never catching her. I chase her more times than I caught her. When I did it was fire, it was like the first time you made out as a child. I still am friends with the first girl I ever made out with on facebook. Great lady she is. Mary Jane, got to know her alot better through highschool. Till I took that vacation at the local scout camp called Reed. I came back deeply fried. I remember walking around a little shell shocked. I did remember I jumped the hell out of this kid, who was talking shit. The shot me up and locked me away, but that mother never spoke to me again. Haaa Haaa aparently I cut his tongue off. That brings me to where I am. Much older and finally I can appreciate her. She is really good to me.