Post by Rekari on Dec 11, 2011 22:02:12 GMT -5
|[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,bTable][atrb=style, background-color: fbfbfb; border-radius: 5px; box-shadow: 0px 1px 2px #c9c9c9; padding: 10px; border: 1px dotted #e7e7e7;] [STYLE=background:url(http://i53.tinypic.com/1sdz03.jpg); width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; opacity: 0.8; float: right; margin-left: 10px;] [/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial black; letter-spacing: -5px; text-transform: uppercase; color: c5c5c5; font-size: 27px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #969696; width: 253px;] GIVE ME A TEST DRIVE[/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; color: 555555; margin-left: -31px;]SO I CAN TAKE YOU FOR A RIDE AFTER MIDNIGHT[/style] [STYLE= font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; width: 200px; color: BFBFBF; margin-top: 9px;]Canicus is feeling melancholy and alone.[/style] |
[STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 20px; opacity: 0.5; letter-spacing: 1px;]...▄▇▄▄▆▇▇█▄▇▆▇▇█▄▇▄▄▆▇[/style]
[STYLE=font-family: times new roman; font-size: 11px; color:431f56; text-align: center; margin-top: -10px; letter-spacing: 1px; width: 395px; height: 13px; background-color:#f3f3f3;]"TEST DRIVE" - jin akanishi ft. jason derulo[/style]
[STYLE=width: 395px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; line-height: 13px; color: 868686;]There's a difference between being alone and being absolutely lonely. It seemed as though recently Canicus was feeling the latter. He wasn't quite as thrilled about things as he used to be and there was something missing that he just couldn't quite place. He had just about given up on Shamu, the guy just, didn't understand his feeling and knowing that made his heart feel like it was breaking beyond repair. He held an egg in his hands, he had no idea what was inside it but besides that it was his. Maybe it would hatch into something amazing? Not that he really deserved it but still, it would serve as a source of joy until he found what he wanted out of life.
It wasn't as if his journey was going badly, discovering things his meathead brothers could only ever dream of, seeing things that they would never see and meeting people that they would never meet. That alone would make him happy for the rest of his life, just knowing he had done what they hadn't. He couldn't ever go home of course, not with the fact that he was actually pretty much homosexual. They'd chew him up and spit him out in no time, causing him nothing but pain. That was the problem with living in such a small village, everyone knew everyone and everybody was on somebodies side. It was just that no one was ever on his side, ever. He never saw many people here, he really only knew Shamu and even so the blonde went out of his way to ignore him. Did he really not have any friends at all? Well, Sam was sort of his friend. But he hadn't seen him in forever either. Slowly, everybody was leaving his side. The dark streets looked so inviting as he walked down them. He could walk forever in the dark and never find where he was going.[/style]