a love for knowledge. acceptance. peace.

like the ooze of a black head once you've popped it. it all came from you, it was made by you, and it got so irritating that you got rid of it. killed it.

and that isnt necessarily how things just GO all the time. we go with god (i believe) and we go with time. we go and go, and when we stop, there is no yellow light. its the end. there is no minority report, there is no other way.

who called? get naked rose, its the green light. goin 45. this place is home and thats always where you are or where you're going. welcome to comfort, this is your seat. buckle up and smile... get naked rosie