Many years ago, on my very first day on Earth, I was born. Two decades later I celebrated my twentieth birthday, and then I had a glass of water.

Nothing special here, move along, nothing to see, just ignore the lump under the sheet and the red stuff...

Oh? You're approaching my userpage? Instead of reading away, you're reading closer to me?

Just an artist here, but sometimes I write about pony plots.

Writer and Artist

I'm guy who sometimes writes fanfiction. I like bacon.