August 17, 2018


How is it that I found my "safe space" in the most fucked up place? Not everything makes sense, nor likely ever will. Because there is nothing "safe" about this. Everything is reckless danger, often greeted with open arms. Logic and reason lie abandoned. Emotion and folly dance in the freesoul energy, happily jumping off the edge of sanity.

Words: © 2018 Rosie Chee​