Somedays, I sit, looking at the stars. I muse and wonder. I meditate and reflect. And I find the miracle in a new day of life. Especially since I swallowed so much glass the day before.
I'm just full of bad ideas*. *By "bad ideas", I mean stories that are pony porn. Just clarifying.
I run a facebook page called Evil Rainbow Dash. http://www.facebook.com/EvilRainbowDash And I'm kind of new to writing and people say I should come here to upload my fanfic. So ya