Goodbye...

In so many ways,
to hurt one,
to leave one,
to crush a passion,
to destroy a spirit,

but only one word to end it all.

Goodbye,

She said.

I went back and finished reading Background Pony after it had sat in my favorites box waiting for me to read it...

I don't think this is a spoiler at all... But... the feels are too great to put to prose...

That just isn't fucking fair...

I was thinking that I never actually showed you guys my real face, besides that of the gas mask. Well, if you can find it - you can see. It is hidden in my User Page somewhere as a link, so start the search!

If you find it... you get absolutely nothing! :D

And if I were to start a skype group, how many of you would want to join it?

EDIT: woops, forgot title...

I've been thinking about writing a story... and by now at this point already some of you are thinking, "Write it then." But its not near as simple as just writing it, I don't even know how to start or how to end it. For me writing is all in my mind, I think up the plot and all the other goodies and then write as my mind tells me to. I don't write down the entire plot in a list and then base it off of that, it just feels wrong to me. Back to the idea in mind, I want to somehow add Chernobyl to

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I've always thought it was kinda funny how different I am now from when I first started writing, I was churning out stories every few days and I was progressively getting better with each one for the most part. But it eventually came to a time when it all started to slow down, and I lost my drive to write. And now I sit here sometimes, looking at everything I have written, compared to what I am writing now. In my opinion, it has started to go downhill a bit in the overall quality of my writing.

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The feels here... go take a look...

Ask-Twi

Any of you want a free copy of DOTA 2? Just let me know, and the first 5 with their Steam name will get a copy

Post in the comments, preferably no PM's as it will complicate things. Thanks!

EDIT: All Gone!

LivingLibraryPlayers

...Good thing I didn't buy the ring...

Now excuse me while I go curl up into the fetal position in my own puddle of tears...

EDIT:
With my heart in a thousand pieces,
Tape cannot hold the tears
Nor will paste fill the gaps.

With a heart in a thousand pieces,
Time is the only one
To offer a helping hand.

This story of mine is quite relative to my situation, where I am Pinkie. >Keeping a Smile