This is a story all about how, my writing skills began to drown. Seriously, if you see me attempting to write, run. Chances are I'll catch your interest or lose my own interest in it.
Now, I definitively think I have too much shit Favorited (Post Bookshelf Patch) Previous Aliases: AwesomeCabbage9000
Sometimes I dream of ponies and all their derivatives
Made an account after 4 years of lurking on this site, hence my name. Maybe I'll actually comment on stories now?
Us, the collective, engage in an eensy-weensy sum of mischief.
Hello good sir. I apologize if I seem vague if I respond to you. That’s just how I am. Have a nice day.P.S:I apologize for bad grammar or punctuation
An aspiring author with too many stories to write, and not enough time to write them.
You and Me. Practically the same. After all, we are both sane.
Someone who probably has a few too many screws loose in the head, but has so many ideas swimming in his head it might as well be a library
Time, there's never enough of it but it's always there to waste