"I'm not addicted to reading, just let me finish reading this chapter."
LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG LOOOOOOOOOOOOONG MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
Not checking in here. I may post stories because my patrons are nice and like ponies. Otherwise out of the fandom, sorry peeps.
Inconsistently making my favorite ponies miserable since 2011
I love to swim, write, and waste my hours away on this site.
Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you're a mile away and you have their shoes.
Horseword maintenance and installation specialist. Mareschizo extraordinaire.
I'm tired beyond recovery by sleep. It's like my soul is tired. That's the only way I can describe this all-pervading feeling. Like I can't make a smile that isn't somehow insincere.
"Never grow a wishbone, daughter, where your backbone ought to be."– Clementine Paddleford
I am here for a singular purpose. I live to serve friendship and magic. I will bring both serious/fun FIC to this site. I will not however, perverse this great show. If you want that then go burn...
Thanks, but please don't send me cash "tips." Instead, support this charity: The Fletcher Street Urban Riding Club.
A 30-something freak whose life is dedicated to their writing.
Call me GB! ^_^ I enjoy writing colourful horse stories for you to enjoy. If you liked one of my stories, please share it with others and have a wonderful day!