Mary Jane

Another bouncy and energetic cherub to dance into my life a little too late. 

She was the life of the scene, regardless of where she walked in. She was friends with everyone and remembered by all. She was never without her eyeliner and mascara, dressed for every occasion, and a pure delight to be around.

She shone from within, with grace and personality. She would talk to me about anything, and we talked about everything. She knew too, too much about me, never judging my darker confessions.

We loved each other as friends, and would never want more from each other than our own simply entertaining company.