There is light somewhere.
and the color in my eyes has gone back into the sea.
...having nothing to struggle against they have nothing to struggle for.
the free soul is rare, but you know it when you see it - basically because you feel good, very good, when you are near or with them.
A woman must be nursed into subsistence by love, where a man can become stronger by being hated." - from 'Cows in Art Class
I'm too careless. I don't put out enough effort. I'm tired.