swimming in darkness, floating is love
it is safe here, here is...

into the darkness you fall
the swirl of grey and black....

...and everything inbetween...

Where can i find you? where have you gone?
precious.... you werent even born...


was thinking about abortion and adoption... not really sure why really.. i think its the cutting of ties with morality and the moving in of logic that is forcing these thoughts through my head. Be practical? or be emotional? which is better? to do the right thing or the best thing?

an old man dies, a young woman lives....
fair trade.