The Mare who bullies me,
You have no one left to bully. Those words, those mean words, those words that crushed my heart, those words, that you never thought meant anything, but meant everything to me. They're gone, because I'm gone. Yes, you read that correctly. I'm gone. I'm dead by now. I hope you're happy. And after this, don't find someone else to bully, because you're wasting your life. If you have one. I hope you change soon.
And, I'm not sorry, Trixie
A dead Sparkle