But I always get lost and turn back around. That bittersweet memory lane always leads to a dusty dead end. To be honest, I can't even remember what I was ever doing here in the first place. It's always been curious to me that life becomes all the more mystifying the longer you live. I'm not what you would call a brony anymore, that's for sure, but after going through a couple years of some pretty
Hey readers, InkTapper here! How goes it guys? Just wanted to post an update for the people who still wonder weather or not I'm alive anymore. Here's the latest- I stopped smoking and moved in with my dad in Colorado to get a job and begin studying for an associates degree in digital art. That's pretty much the gist of it. Brony on guys!
So I'm lazy. I'm sorry that the rest of the world has to put up with that fact, but it's just the simple truth. I'm actually so lazy that I will go through a shitload of trouble and end up working my ass off just so that I don't have to do one simple task. I'm a very stubborn kind of lazy.
Just give in. You cannot resist.
*makes spooky music*