Dear Pinkie-I'm a drug addict-Pie,
I seriously think you're on some hard crack. Or, maybe cocain. Maybe you're doing both, I don't know, but TAKE YOUR FUCKING RIDILAN. It doesn't seem like a good idea to be on drugs whenever you have some pretty fucking serious ADHD. So stop snorting coke until your fucking nose starts to bleed and please, please please, PLEASE get some help.
I have no fucking idea how you can be friends with everyone in Ponyville when I want you to fucking die. That's right, I want you DEAD because you're always ways bouncing off the fucking walls! Plus, I have no idea why you're rètarted friends could even make friends with you're hoppy ass, I mean what the hell! Where the fuck do you buy these drugs? Fucking CVS?
Parties. Everything's a party, isn't it? I bet you would be so fucking happy to throw a "My parents died today" party and you'll still have a blast. Fucking hell, you threw one of you're rètarted parties when I came here! So take take your fucking pills- oh wait, that'll only make you worse!
You know what? I'm fucking sore. I think I need to lie down after so much complaining. And plus, you can't imagine how much it hurts being bucked in the testicles by that fucking apple obsessed pony Apple Jack. Again, I hope that retard Derpy can get this letter to you, because the last time I tried to send a letter to Princess Celestia it didn't pass submission.
You're pissed off civilian,
Gregor