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This one is going to be a lot longer than my other stories. Oh, and it'll be my first M rated on, for reasons. But anyways, I need an editor for it. I've nailed out the prologue and will get to the following chapters very soon.

I'm actually going to bed earlier for a Dungeons and Dragons game than I do for school. Eh, I blame the establishment.

It's pretty dank. What do you guys think?

When you're on the pony network's(Google+ Brony group) Saucy folder and the assistant principal walks in. Doesn't bother to stop looking at saucy pony pics as he walks by. Elite level stealth has been achieved. Well, that or he saw it and was to creeped out to stop me. Or he is secret Brony and was like, "oh hey, he's following that too."

So Stealthy and I were sitting at lunch, laughing our asses off to Gears of Halo Theft Auto VII. When these jocks and this Weeaboo start picking a fight with each other. Upon seeing this I yelled at them, "Wait up guys, lemme get some popcorn and my bong before you start."

There's my little kek moment of the day, what was your's?

Just woke up. Gonna listen to some metal before I have to go to school. It's gonna be one of those days today, I can sense it. By one of those days, I mean the kinda day where you can tolerate everyone. It's gonna be one of those today. I have a project due for Honors Chemistry, not sure how that's gonna turn out. Eh, not gonna let it get me down. I got my phone, some dank memes, and watch list full of clop. So today's gonna be a decent day.

It's my birthday. Yay. I guess. Well, I guess I could tell you what I got for my birthday, and I also have a gift for you guys. So last week(since we were also in Tennessee then) my Dad and I stopped at this little place called the smokey mountain knife works(it's fucking huge), there my Dad and I picked out a nice camp knife for my birthday. Really well made, I'll be sure to use it in the future. Next, I'm not sure if you guys know this, but I'm a huge Star Wars fan. I actually own a

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It's tomorrow. Typically involve me getting depressed and then being dragged somewhere with family. Oh well, since I'm getting to that mood, I'm just gonna say, I don't really deserve any of you guys. Or my IRL friends. This is one of the few times of year when being an asshole really gets to me. Anyways, you guys have fun on V day.

Hey guys, I just wanted to tell you all that I might not be on as much today or tomorrow. I have to help my Dad with some personal matters. The only thing I can really disclose is that it involves my now passed estranged Grandmother. Wish me luck, please.

That's it for my little drama blog.

>I was only fifteen years old
>I loved Iron Maiden so much, I owned all the albums and merchandise
>I pray to Bruce Dickinson every night, thanking him for the life I have been given
>"Iron Maiden is love", I say, "Iron Maiden is life"
>My dad hears me and calls me a poser
>He is obviously jealous of my devotion to Iron Maiden
>I call him a cunt
>He slaps me and sends me to my room
>I am crying now, because my face hurts
>I go into my bed and it is very cold

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