forcedutching the pigeon

:)

(...) or, perhaps... is there something hiding in that shell after all? something that it doesn't see as anything, but the others do?

...i don't know, this might be hard to adapt into said medium. i really want to, but the earlier robot idea is much easier...

(...)but deep down, there's a fear. that its friends find out that the shell is hollow.

the shell is fragile. it's only a matter of time before everyone finds out, and they *will* find out.

if the person everyone fell in love with is merely an act, will they still love it when the act breaks? (..)

following a conversation i had with one of my closest companions, i thought of something:

"the want for a shell". something that sees itself as empty creates a "shell" for itself, and it tries to live as said shell. it forms a behaviour, makes friends, acts out exaggerated emotions... (cont.)

i did do a load of fun things with friends!! i'm really happy for that!! it's just!!

i really wish to know what's going on with my computer. so i can fix her.

wah, i didn't know!! happy late birthday!!