I identify as a tin can because I'm trash and empty inside.
I am approximately 3 seconds away from wreaking havoc on my undergarments.
I'm a guy, and I was born the year the Pokémon company came into being, so yeah. Trixie is best pony, Luna is best Princess, Rainbow is best Mane 6 member, and Starlight is best reformed villain.
"...as for the Why: beyond the obvious financial motivation, it's exceedingly simple... because I can."
I'm not a brony. I suspect alien activity, that's why I'm here. I'm an alien myself actually.
I simply write for the enjoyment of others. Join me within these fields and let the cinders burn away your worries and stress. Stay as long as you like.
I'll probably get round to writing something, maybe, eventually
POV: You're feeling down at Bee-lzebub's party and she's about to shove some cotton candy into your cakehole.
When we were at war, Oh! We were at war, In the army corps, drowning in gore, Each man thought of his love back home Where she’s waiting by the door.
I am new to writing, I like to play games. The 'lives' we 'live' are short and abruptly end. And I intend to fill it with worthy things.
Whosoever holds this blade, if they be worthy, shall be king of all England.
I periodically check this. Don’t like ponies anymore, I think it's weird as fuck I used to like that shit
Everyone Needs A Creeper, A Personal Space And Privacy Grim Reaper. Also Hail Minty p.s. I'll steal yo gurl, yo husbund, yo house, yo cids, yo dawg, and yo side bae
I'd tell you a joke about the Golden Wrench, but you'll never get it.
This is Dr. cool, O5 council member and supreme commander of mobile task force alpha-1, or the Red Right Hand, and today, heh, things are embarassing..... oh [EXPLETIVE] it. Im out of here.
I'm not looking for glory, I'm not looking for fame, I just want to get my thoughts and stories out there.