That maroon, metallic tasting fluid, seeping from the wounds, pouring out like a stream, flowing like a river. It burns, yet can feel so good. The warmth covering the body, while the burning pain keeping that feeling numbed, but what matter is it? It hurts too much for me to think. I don’t even understand how I got here. I remember…trees. A lot of trees, or was it clouds? Trees and clouds surrounding me on each side I believe!

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So, basically, people on this site are complete and udder dicks. To write a story is to write it for ones self and to enjoy it as their own. You dicks are the ones that are in the wrong. If someone writes a story, what's the use in correcting EVERYTHING? I'm not perfect, not even close, but that doesn't make you #1.

#1 is dead.

If you were to realize that you pretending to be a "perfectionist at grammar" was actually a type of bullying, you'd stop! Sadly, you don't realize that.

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With the help of my MLPOnline Role Playing friends, I have started a new story. This story, though, will not be what you would expect from me.

Let me make a list of things, shall I?
1. First Person. That is right, all "I's", "Me's", and Fl-...
2. Welcome to the Flutters. This story is all about her.
3. Blood, gore, and the fight fore life after a severe accident.
4. NSFW - Romantic love will be within. Between who and what? Can't say~
5. A different style that I've never tried.

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It's official! I have started the epic story!

Learn the pains and dangers of the deserts in Equestria. Be there when two of your favorite ponies lose all hope, when hope losses them...when they finally fall.

Chapter 1 (technically the prologue) is in the works, and twenty chapters will be following that. Hopefully.

Don't hold me to it.

Damn...I've missed FiM Fiction!

Ride the lighting, mother fuckers.

Another night, of burning dreams. The fog was nothing out of the ordinary, same objects and all. There I was, though, standing in a meadow. My thoughts roaming freely. Then a thought came to mind:

FUCK YOU!

I'm back. >=)

No, not really.

Oh, and, I'm not leaving. It took some thinking, and that decision will be told now. I ain't leaving.

I've done absolutely, positively, completely nothing good. I've RPing and chatting rather than writing.

I feel horrible about this.

This is when you start to realize why you write. I'm wondering why I write, what it's worth. We all know that the MLP fan base is huge, and ever growing. Someday, though, it will be gone.
Someday all of our work, worthless. Than there is the shining light at the end of the tunnel, telling us that all of our work is for something, we just need to find it.

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Writers block.

Tons of it.

So, Disavowed has nothing written down for the next chapter, and any other story I've started has crashed so far.

The best thing? I fell out of the back of a god damn truck (thank to my friends thinking ability in putting the peddle-to-the-metal) and scraped up my elbow. Sleep isn't a breez when it looks like you can see the bone. Although the pain is only when I really move it, no matter what, it sucks.
Also can't sit because my back is all screwed up.

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/1lbojFoVD2zIUvyZpbO9mxNzQFHHSpHOrYmhAMCtmJYI/edit

I might open it up for those who want to add tidbits.