Leaving Life · 11:32pm Dec 7th, 2014
So, this may seem a bit sudden to most, if not all of you, but I'm taking a break from life. A permanent break, if you know what I mean. I just wanted to tell all of you that I've loved my time here, and I've made so many wonderful friends and had lots of fun experiences with you. I'm sorry that none of my stories will ever be finished: I'm sorry for every single remotely bad thing I've ever said here, and I wish you all the best in life, because you truly deserve it.
Love,
TheLadyTwilight
P.S. Here is an excerpt from what was going to be my latest story. It takes place after Rainbow Rocks, and long story short, Adagio Dazzle and Sunset Shimmer move in together and end up becoming a couple. If any of you want to write the rest, please be my guest!
Title: Your Magic, White Rabbit
Tags: Romance, Slice of Life, Human (Sad maybe?)
Description: Two weeks after the Rainbooms defeated the Dazzlings in the battle of the bands, Adagio Dazzle finds herself alone and powerless, struggling to keep herself together. Her entire world has been torn down: her sisters abandoned her, and to make matters that much worse, she has no money, and no place to live: the siren queen, crudely forced into a place that she's never been. Homeless, starving, broken. The future, so far, has held no good for her.
Sunset Shimmer, on the other hand, has had a wonderful few weeks with her friends. Everything is going perfectly: some say she's "the girl with everything". But truthfully, Sunset's life isn't all that everyone assumes it to be: everybody has secrets, and some are bigger than others.
After an unexpected encounter, Sunset and Adagio find themselves living together, tacking yet another secret onto Sunset, and making life even more difficult for Adagio. But in the end, we all must rebuild from the destruction that is our lives.
(Also, Sunset Shimmer is actually really poor and lives in a run-down apartment where the heat gets shut off often, and they have to shower together because it helps save money, etc.)
Chapter One:
"Your magic, white rabbit, has left it's writing on the wall.
We follow, like Alice, and just keep diving down the hole.
We're falling, and we're losing control.
You're pulling us, and dragging us, down this dead end road."
-White Rabbit, Egypt Central
………….
"Got the music in our hearts, we're here to blow this thing apart!"
It had been two weeks since it happened.
"And together, we will never, be afraid of the dark!"
Two weeks since they had lost everything.
"We'll sing our song out loud, get you dancing with the crowd, as the music, of our friendship, survives! Survives!"
But to Adagio, it seemed like it was just yesterday.
"Got the music in our hearts, gonna blow this thing apart! And together, we will never, be afraid of the dark! We're here to sing our song out loud, get you dancing with the crowd, as the music, of our friendship, survives! Survives! Survives!"
It had been so clear that night, and yet now…now it seemed as though the storm clouds outside were crying and sobbing, like a son or a daughter may cry at their mother's funeral. The winds, too, were howling in pain and sadness, creating a sort of melancholy song: a lullaby, perhaps. A dead body, maybe two, maybe even three or four, would look completely natural in the storm- monsoon, more like. The glass doors to the tiny diner rattled, and the lights flickered on and off, on and off. It was hard to not take notice of these events, and such things usually annoyed her: the noise made it hard to think. Yet, it didn't bother Adagio in the slightest. Not today.
'Maybe this rain is because of what happened…' she thought as she stared absently down at the dark, steamy surface of her coffee. Maybe the sky was crying for her. 'No,' she quickly corrected herself, shaking her head. 'That's completely and utterly stupid. It sounds like something Sonata would say. A rainstorm, because we split up. That ditzy little twit…still a pain in the ass even when she's gone.' Adagio chuckled to herself at the thought of Sonata's frivolous antics. Gently, she reached down and picked up the steaming cup, blew, then took a sip.
The reaction was immediate. Her mouth felt like it was being set on fire, and the taste of the brew itself resembled that of battery acid. Coffee was a foul thing, truly; Adagio had only tasted it once before, when Sonata had insisted upon going to Starbucks to get them all pumpkin spice lattés. It was a traumatizing experience, and yet she still sat there, drinking it again. For what reason that was, she had no idea. Maybe to take her mind off of all the recent events…but then again, maybe not. It only served to further remind her of her sisters in crime, after all. She resisted the urge to spit the drink out all over the counter, and maybe gag a little. Just to be dramatic. Instead, she set the mug down rather violently and forced herself to swallow it.
'Never again…' she thought. 'Never again will I subject myself to such wretchedness.'
………….
"Bye, girls!" Sunset Shimmer called to her friends as she began to walk away, waving her hand at them. None of the five girls seemed to hear her, though. Instead, they continued to talk amongst each other, heading in a massive clump towards the waiting buses. Sunset's hand slowly fell down to her side, shoulders slouching with disappointment. 'They could wave back to me sometime. That would be nice.' thought Sunset as she blew out a loud puff of air, turning her back to them. After a few moments of wrestling with her tiny, raggedy backpack, Sunset managed to get her umbrella open and above her head. Bracing herself to the best of her abilities, she headed out into the storm, trudging in the direction of the school parking lot.
(Thank you! 
)
Wait, what? No
wai?
I hope you can find an alternative.
I can't help you since your deciding to do this..
Just know one thing before you leave..
I have always admired you, and have seen you everywhere on fimfiction.
Just know a lot of us have cared for you during your time here.
2639177
I-t's painful to say this..
I read most of your list of those who commited suicide.
Why?
Sorry if I seem to be speaking to myself..
Please don't.
There is truly nothing worth killing yourself over. Please talk to us. Please.
Please talk before you do something you'll regret.
2639355 ...I like and want to think that if they couldn't that I could do it for them. I like and want to think I could even take their styles and maybe formulate it with my own to become a better writer. (My mind holds all kinds of thoughts) I really like to think these things.
But I personally don't think any good member of this site should be left behind or forgotten. Which reminds me of a few others I must find.
Woah, no! Don't do it!
Please!
There are people here that
admire you for your work
and for who you are!
Please!
D: