Well, thank you.
I’m sure there are other pages better than mine, though. Ones with good drawings and such.
Well, thank you.
I’m sure there are other pages better than mine, though. Ones with good drawings and such.
Okay.
In that case, thanks for trying! I’m just used to ponies not even trying.
At this point, I have literally spent hours and hours organizing my sidebar and tagging posts.
Heh heh… Aren’t a whole lot of those…
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I can’t think of any right now that I haven’t talked about before, or haven’t happened recently.
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Once upon a time…
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Once upon a time there was a guard…
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He saved my life…
I talked to him. It gave me something to do; somewhere to be that wasn’t so dangerous….
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He was one of those ponies I offered it to. But he declined. He was… virtuous. In a sense I couldn’t comprehend at that age. At that point in my life.
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[Tap] [Tap] [Tap]
They killed him… Broad daylight, they came for him. And he still managed to save me…
[Sniff]
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And all I could do was run…
No.
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[Audible sigh]
Growing up, there were a few times, but it was never on any regular basis.
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Looking back, I don’t even know if it was a mistake or not. I just wanted to give back to a few stallions that really helped me out. It was offered as a gift, and they accepted…
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[Audible sigh]
Yeah, I know what that makes me… But I will never do it again.
Let me see if I can get this right…
It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go. But I’m doing it. It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone.
Still Harder.
Getting up, getting dressed, living with this regret. But I know if I could do it over. I would trade, give away, all the words that I saved in my heart that I left unspoken.
Sorry. Those words don’t quite mean to me what they may mean to you.