Going Back Slowly..

There's this something I am going back to, I don't see how its bad, but it isn't good. I see everyone around me do it, makes me start feening. I can't help it, I take that hit makes me feel nice, I hold it in, seconds later exhale. I want more, I don't need it but I sure want it, I can't help it. I remember my old memories with her, summer nights/days, I'm going back to my old ways, but it isn't ruining my school or personal life. My new best friend Mary Jane, for now