Many know her as a little pretty girl. Lips painted purple with her hair dyed green. The way she looks is like a group of crystals that gleam. She can warm one’s heart by the way her words cloud their brains. The way she speaks can be hypnotizing but they keep listening to her for the way her voice pronounces phrases so softly. Her scent overwhelms their minds which is why all they can think about after seeing her is when they will meet next. The way they hold her gently makes you wish someone would hold you like that. Her name is Mary Jane. For some, she takes away the pain. The kind of pain your brain plays. The one that makes you feel the ache in your heart. For others she is just another friend to hangout with. She makes them laugh, cry, and think deeply.