i'm alive

I'd just like to let you all know that I'm done writing on FiMFiction.net, because I feel like I've really exhausted my possibilities, considering this is all just about one show, and so many people have done so many things, I don't think there's any room for creativity. I will be moving on to Wattpad. Sorry I had to cut this so short, but there are plenty of better authors on here that you can enjoy.

|Pip out, for the very last time.|

So, I've been pressured by nearly everyone that commented on my story Reticent Affection to continue it. I'm honestly considering it. If I do, how many chapters would you all like to see? Would you like to see a full fleshed out romance with Princess Luna and Fluttershy? Alicorn or unicorn Twilight? Team Jacob or Team Edward? How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
These are all serious questions.
They will affect your life in a major way.
Choose wisely.

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Just read a 439 word FiMFic clop with 2 alicorn OCs, 32 dislikes, and LITERALLY TWENTY-SEVEN DELETED COMMENTS. MOST OF WHICH WERE HELPFUL. AND THE WRITER KEEPS ASKING WHY THE FIC KEEPS GETTING DOWNVOTES BUT WON'T LET ANYONE ANSWER. AAAAAAAARGH.
Forget Faust take the wheel. She can have a whole dealership.

|Pip out|

If you're a girl and you like MLP:FiM, you can call yourself a brony. That's fine in my opinion. I think the word pegasister sounds frigging stupid. If someone says "oh no you can't say you're a brony if you're a girl", you can kindly extend your arm, grab them by the genitals and twist as hard as you can.

Love,
Pip

Why are people following me? Did I do something people like, or what?
I'm confuzzled.
Someone help.

Love,
Pip

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The scene begins with our hero, Pip, sitting at his desk attempting to write a fanfiction, while simutaneously pleading with his brain; the main cause of his writer's block.
"Just let me write! I just want to entertain my peers, brain, please! Have mercy," Pip exclaimed as he spasmed over the keyboard, frothing at the mouth slightly. "People actually like me for once! Don't take this away from me too!"

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Okay, since we all know my brain is a major butthead, I'm going to take some time out of my evening and have my brother strap me to a chair in front of my computer until I manage to bang out a one-shot; in the same manner a chimp would use a typewriter. Hopefully, that'll get those Pip juices a-flowing, (Ew.) and I'll have something up for ya'll soon!

FREAKING BEAUTIFUL