Shapeable ManAfter spending my entire life trying to mold myself into the shapeable man, the one who could be whatever he wanted to accomodate the tastes of the woman he cares about the most, I end up caring the most about a girl with no tastes and being left to shape myself. But thats the thing, how does clay shape itself? Clay has no preference of what it will be molded into; no preference of touch or feel or temperature or smell. At this point I just need anyone to tail anyone, become interested in anything with anyone because I don't know how to be my own person. The only thing I know about myself is the material of the clay; I cannot betray my promisShapeable Man by ~wtfisit123
|{System Reboot.}|{System Reboot.}|{System Reboot.} by ~wtfisit123
|[Yes I'm serious, stop arguing with me you two.]
|(*Digs Pit*)
|{Are you sure?}
|(*Halfway fills pit with hopes and dreams*)
|[Yes I'm sure- Stop that!]
|(*Fills pit with hopes and dreams*)
|{I see... how do you propose we reboot the system? You can't just turn off the terminal. Who knows what will happen if you do.}
|[*sighs* I know that, but this has to be stopped before there is no more ground to stand for.]
|{You know you'll have to get past both of us for that to ever happen, right? It's nothing personal, but we've grown since... well you know, so I don't really have to tell you, now do I?}
|(*Begins digging
Smile for me, for youHello againSmile for me, for you by =Capukat
it's me.
No, not who you were expecting,
just me.
But look, I'm smiling, for me
for you.
I'm no one pretty, I'm sorry
my smile turns others down
and what sad face I have- they say
Until now it never bothered me- not too much!
But hello again,
it's me.
I haven't seen you in what seems like an eternity
Do you remember?
We used to sit over there- that's right!
That patch of grass and wildflower, the
swing set we'd sit on at night as children,
looking up to the stars- we'd talk about
how one day when we'd fall asleep forever, we'd be among those too.
I would be a star smaller than yours but we'd be stars together, and
you and I would have our special place, in the sky.
But hello again, hello.
I see you're happy, with her. Not me.
And hello again, why don't you look at me
like you used to?
Like you.. used to.
Remember?
We'd talk about a family and children- when we were children!
But of course we knew nothing of what or how it actually-
Oh I apologize, I see now why you le
Sta.sh
