My body is shaking. This cold is unbearable. I try to wrap myself in my own warmth, rubbing my body all over. It doesn't work. It only serves to remind me that I only have myself. I hate myself. Myself is an evil being that should freeze in this lonely frigidness. I am told to make friends. All my friends run away. No. Not my friends. Friends care for you. Friends give you warmth. I have no warmth.
Some word vomit at its finest. I originally intended this to be a random post for 4chan, but decided it was way too good for that place. After some polish, here is the finished product.
This is my first official story and critiques are encouraged.
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Pinkie... pinkie pie? No. NOOOOO!
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What about Pinkie Pie?
My feels towards another fic were brought by rares kndness. Copy and pasta errors suck man.
Lovely story! Liquid pride worthy. :)
Your hopes have not been dashed this day, good person!
This was, in fact, pretty good.
Although;
A forgotten "for", maybe?
And
The correct word would be "wander".
All in all, I liked this very much. I half-expected the mysterious protagonist to spring some horrible, murderous and bloody secret upon Rarity, but that's probably just me imbibing too many creepypastas lately, heh.
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If those are the only 2 gramatical mis steps, then I'm quite happy. Thank you for pointing those out for me
Thanks for the praise as well