Your friendly local hollow eyed demon baby.

The hours between midnight and sunup belong to me. I've a stretch of road, a sense of duty, and ponies to fill the idle hours. Life doesn't get much better.

The window through which we perceive life is what defines our experience of it. We are only aware of a small fraction of what our senses pick up. We can all choose how we see the world.

Pony tales yay