I finally figured out how to put this thing on my profile. This is the best thing to happen to me since Princess Celestia teleported me to Equestria so that I could romance her student and sister.
Tender is the night for a broken heart, who will dry your eyes when it falls apart?
Hello! I don't know why you're here, but enjoy your stay none-the-less! I'm just a guy who likes ponies just a bit too much, so I read stories about them! Kaidan-senpai <3
Scathing eyes ask that we be symmetrical, one sided and easily processed. Yet every misshapen spark's unseen beauty is greater than its would be judgement.
Discord Devotee, Princess Worshipper, Mane Six Enthusiast, and somehow Sombra's Submissive.
A man who seeks to conquor his writing demons while also enjoying a show about neon colored ponies.
Just some random person on the internet that writes stories about a show with ponies. I try not to suck at writing. Am I good at it? I don't know. I just do it for fun.
I live in Canada, I am sixteen years of age. I program Java, Basic, and many more. I also write once in a blue moon.
You know you have a problem when ponies make you late everyday.
"It's Meta. He hates everything. That's just his purpose; in denying it he would deny himself." -Officer Hot-Pants. "MetaKnight145, somewhat friendly misanthrope who lives on pornsites." -Mr. Grimdark
Enjoy-er of comedy, liker of Human X Pony (and Human X Anthro), and lover of the most heinous of all fetishes: mutual enjoyment of consent sex!
Sometimes, I ask myself why I do the things I do. And then, I tell myself to shut up and do what I say. Follow me on my Twitter, @ChucklesDonovan.
Heyo my name is Juliet and I'm 17. Re-entering the fandom after a long break.
Pretty chill guy. Should you ever need an editor, PM me and I'll see if I can help out.
Just another atheist bisexual brony/furry clopper with a shitty family, suicidal tendencies, and a need to masturbate to... things... at least 2 times a day.
I believe in my whole race. Yellow, white, black, red, brown in the honesty, courage, intelligence, durability and goodness of the overwhelming majority of my brothers and sisters everywhere
By windward strides and holy ghosts, what rests beside the barren coasts?