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.
Long live the Bronies. Death to the haters. May they die by dragon fire. May they burn in Tartarus.
a recent FIM fan, but an ardent one! If only this show had been around when I was a kid. Oh well, I can make up for it with all this awesome FanFic, so keep it comin' please!
Hello, strange person who is reading my bio. Speaking of, why are you reading my bio?
I'm a high school student... Or girl. I don't like sports because I always keep falling on my face. Anyway, when I'm in a bad mood or something I always watch mlp fim.
Like a neglected and dejected pup, I roam. Also known as Swimmingly "Herr Direktor" Choppingston.
TD writes and reviews pony fanfiction, and has a serious RariJack addiction. Send help and/or ponies.
It's not about winning, it's about making sure no one else has fun
Let the child inside alive. Leave all who would slay them far behind.
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.
Because after everything burns to the ground I always tend to wander the field of ashes.