We stop looking for monsters under the bed when we realize they're inside of us.
I used to write. Depression killed that for years. I might get back to it someday.
Don't bother following me. I'm just your regular reader. I won't post any stories. Unless I do. But most likely I won't.
Flawed minds trapped within impotent shells, functioning in an all too corrupted system; how could we possibly comprehend the heights of our own ignorance... when our very souls are left to rot?
If I was a pony my cutie mark would be anything but writing, although I do like reading.
Empty right now. If somepony would like to correct that then fell free to ask.
I'm a college student, a casual Brony who really enjoys discovering others' Quality Work.
"Her crews are babes or madmen? Her port is all to make? You're manned by Truth and Science, and you steam for steaming's sake?" - Rudyard Kipling "The Three-Decker"
One of many usernames. Involved primarily in the FO:E community.
An author who loves to write stories with hidden and not-so-hidden references in them. Also has a friend who shares his account and loves to chat with people. "'Sup!"