I'm literally incapable of feeling true happiness. Every smile I've smiled has been fake. I'll feel slightly elevated for a little while before sinking back into my normal state.

I recently found out that a certain blonde bigot is the Republican presidential candidate. I don't know about you guys, but if he wins the presidency, I'm going to commit suicide along with some of my gay and minority friends. We made a suicide pact. Everyone drinks a poisoned beverage of their choice. We all agreed on it.

Our school a cappella group has a name now: Elements of Harmony. And EoH may have gotten airtime on the radio!

Okay, so, this summer, I'm going to celebrate National Gay Pride Month by making gay pride cupcakes! I'll be putting the video on YouTube and posting photos of the treats on Facebook.

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I'm so horny... I've soaked everything, my couch smells like a fruit-and-fish cocktail, and Cleopatra is roaring for action!

I'm so fucking stressed! I have to go in for HIV testing in June, people are shaming me, I have MORE exams at school, and my home life is fucking awful! And if I test positive for HIV, I'm being disowned by my family for being an adulterous whore! SOMEPONY KILL ME!

I feel so many different emotions at once right now. It doesn't seem real. I just don't know. I mean, I'm proud of my story and everything, but I feel so insecure. If you don't like my stories, please give me tips on how to improve my writing. Don't just say "it's shit". That's just crass. I want to improve, but I can't if nopony tells me how.

This Day Aria, covered by yours truly

Name: Blair Culp
Personality: Protagonist (ENFJ-t)
Favorite ponies: Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie
Headcanon: Each pony in the Mane 6 has some kind of disorder. Also, Rainbow Dash is a butch lesbian.
Disorders: PDD-NOS, major depressive disorder, manic-depressive disorder, psychotic episodes, intermittent explosive disorder (rage problems), and borderline personality disorder