If you happen to cry, I will be there. If you happen to smile, will you do the same for me?
Just when you thought things couldn't be any worse, you find out I exist. And then that's when crap hits the fan.
Coffee. Coffee is life. Coffee is death. Coffee is God. Long live Coffee.
"Late night, come home. Work sucks! I know!"
Tell me, what do you live for? Is it for work? For study? Or is it for the important things? Pleasure, art, friends, family, love? Do you live to work? Or do you work to live?
There are some things which you cannot do. There are some limits on even a Noble's actions. Never learn these limits. Never accept them. You are a Lord or Lady of this earth.
TD writes and reviews pony fanfiction, and has a serious RariJack addiction. Send help and/or ponies.
If you are enjoying my stories, I thank you. Nothing means quite as much to me as someone really appreciating what I put out into the world. So, from the bottom of my heart... Thank You.
Nothing special here, move along, nothing to see, just ignore the lump under the sheet and the red stuff...
Jacob T. Fawkes is the pen-name for "The Brony Critic". I am a film critic, theorist, voice actor, and writer. Because Every Fandom Needs a Critic.
Discomfort is the feeling of horizons expanding against a closed mind.
Who am I? Why, I'm just a passing through Kamen Rider... Got it memorized?
Myriad the ideas in eternal blossom, Meager the words ever written, such is the plight of the one Seeking
PhycoKrusk (fi'ko-krüs'k) n. that jerk whose user page you accidentally wandered into
Specialties include comedy, robots, and precision strikes to your feelings. Hobbies include hat and watch collecting. May contain alcohol.
Although it left it, it knew that it was right, it made it down, because it didn't know what's up.
\m/ I like the devil's music (and his beard). Hide your daughters etc. I mostly write Discord stuff, because nobody parties like a trickster god.
I write so that one day I may finally stop writing and be free, but these damn new ideas keep finding ways into my brain. I need to write more to vent them out!
Just a scientist who's working through the six levels of writing in her spare time. Currently attacking number four, Structure.
Dead channel. Moved on from cringy writing lmao.
Things are more like they are now then they've ever been! - Groucho Marx
Stories about families, friends, the past, the present, the future, the science of magic and the magic of science.
A man who doesn't write half of his stories half as often as he should like, and writes less than half of them half as well as they deserve.