Live Fast, Live hard! · 6:55am Apr 11th, 2016
Ponies are so slow! Y'know, they just trot around, and talk, and do friendship-y things. Way too slow for me, ponies! I gotta go fast; like, super-fast! I can't stay in one place, I gotta hop on my scooter and go, go, go! Jump through those flamin' hoops! Drinkin' cider after cider! party after party and boyfriend and good time after good time. I don't want to stop and debate if I'm doing the right thing, I want another cider!
Stupid Sweetie Belle! Questioning my decisions with MY life!
They call me an extreme adrenaline junkie, I have to always be jumping through hoops of fire on my motor scooter, likes fast machines and fast men. They say I'm always going at 100 miles an hour because I'm scared, scared if I slow down I'll have to face the things I've lost; my mother and father's death, and my falling out with my mentor and idol rainbow dash. Better to race on my bike, down cider in ridiculous amounts, and go through stallion lovers like a hot knife through butter rather than slow down and think about all that pain.
And the tragedy is, they say, I'm going to come to a stop at one point, and it's all going to hit me the past I've been running from, and what I've been doing, like smashing into a wall. And that's when I'm going to have to rethink my life, and become a better mare.
PONYFEATHERS!
Stupid, Stupid ponies!
But...Scootaloo, that kind of life is very harmful. Mentally and physically harmful. If you're not careful, you'll end up making a mistake that you'll regret big time. ~Twilight Twinkle