Overrun by the curses that may be.

tagbox in a mess,
blogskin hasn't been changed for ages.
don't even think people come here anymore.

gonna have to clean it up soon.

soon.

if only i can find the time....
but then, i always have no time.

i'm starting to think it's just me.

When the colours flood in

i can't remember how i spell colour anymore.
color?
colour?
both just sound so ...correct.
and they are, in a way.
so i guess that's that.

going back in.

it doesn't feel any different, anymore.
being inside.

the transition hurts,
but i guess, it's always the transition.

in, out.

maybe there's nothing left, outside,
anymore.

maybe.