Cap Junky
10/29/2026
OMG
This weed took me back to my teenage years. When I first met my dear Cap J, how I like to call her.
It was a misty evening. Cold, almost like her, but the moment we touched we became one. She lifted me into a pink cloud and I couldn't believe my eyes when we started communicating. Magical evening, unforgettable.
Talked all night, drank some wine and let music do the rest. You feel me?
This time, it was not so different, she kept me up all night.