I fear that nothing I see is real, so I write to make sense of it. I see things that can't exist yet I feel them breathing under my fingers. I will not forget this place nor the friends I've made. MFM
Is not dead, just playing more games than reading the many fanfics they -should- try to get through.
I believe in my whole race. Yellow, white, black, red, brown in the honesty, courage, intelligence, durability and goodness of the overwhelming majority of my brothers and sisters everywhere
I'M GOING OUT OF THIS WORLD THE WAY I CAME IN! ROYALLY PISSED OFF, SCREAMING MY HEAD OFF, FIGHTING AS HARD AS I CAN AND COVERED IN SOMEONE ELSE'S BLOOD!
Guess who's back? It's me, the answer is me . . . hi.
Derpy, Pinkie Pie, Sweetie Belle, Chrysalis. Myself, summed up in four MLP characters. I'm a deeply flawed individual, but if you can get past that, I'm sure we can be the best of friends.