Six years on this account? And they say you can't feel old.
Just a person that reads, writes, and reviews stuff. Oh, and draws.
Gonna be real with you chief. Vanilla is better than chocolate and you cannot tell me otherwise.
I am a writer and a cocky passionate one at that. But with that said, I am a willing and ready to learn writer.
Who am I? Does it really matter? Probably not. Just sit back and enjoy stories drawn from the eldritch depths of a disturbed mind with a love for pastel colored ponies.
I apologise in advance for what you are about to read.
Do you know the feeling, when your whole world is crushed in pieces and you are left alone to put them back together?
Sometimes it seems as if the whole world is against you, and everything is gone. But it's not as if everything is gone. For it is in those dark times that you find the true meaning of hope. #ChaseLife
Hi I love reading the stories here and you may end up finding some of my works posted eventually. Have a great day!
"I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day."- Vincent Van Gogh
well..i exist... not REALLY a brony as such, but a fan of those who do the reviews as well as GOOD fics... dont expect any stories from me though
Feel lonely? Need an editor? A proofreader? Somebody to talk to? Write me. I've been detached from this fandom, I want to make up for it.
I love reading Fan fiction, and sometimes, I like creating dramatic readings for them. :) http://www.youtube.com/user/thelostnarrator
Virginibus puerisque canto. - Horace | O tempora, o mores! - Cicero | Ex Africa semper aliquid novi. - Pliny The Elder
Ask me if you have any questions about the site. The more detailed you are describing the problem, the better the chances I'll be able to help.
That I'll be one dollar for the first minute, then ten cents after that.
More Coffee = More time to read = Less Sleep = More Coffee =... (Press repeat)
Just for shits and giggles and other random stupid crap I think of and fell like writing
"We are but a drop of water that flows in the river of time which flows into the lake of timelines of what was, what is, and what could be then eventually separate into the ocean of the Multiverse."