One of these days, I'll fix that off-center text in my avatar.
Death smiles at us all; all a man can do is smile back.
Somedays, I sit, looking at the stars. I muse and wonder. I meditate and reflect. And I find the miracle in a new day of life. Especially since I swallowed so much glass the day before.
[center]I have no idea what I'm doing.[/center]
That moment when you go from "oh my god, me and this character have so much in common!" to realizing they're wearing a red shirt.
I'm a mysterious man with a large Viewer list, despite being very self critical of my work. Looking to write professionally someday.
I'm Comma-Kazie; grammarian, nitpicker, and all-around master of feels.
A thirtysomething Brony from Pennsylvania with a library degree. I also have a Patreon.
Hello? Is... is this thing on? The red light means it's on, right? Or do I... I have to push a button, don't I? Well, which one? There's like ten! The black one? They're all black!
Just your average Brony who happened upon an idea that might actually turn out to be clever enough for guys to love.
Some weird person who writes stories about ponies. You should probably just ignore him.
I swear every time I blink this site has fifteen new features. Six months isn't /that/ long a time to blink, is it?