People say stories based on events often have more of an impact.

The one tagged to this blog post is one such thing.

Last night, at about three in the morning I wrote down what I was truly feeling. I'm a very nihilistic man.

Although I am poor and things go wrong, I am happy, because of my family.

I wept writing this. But not the bad kind.

RIGHT! Back to writing Fluttershy fuckin Applejack six ways to the moon!