You know what? I like you... I can tell that we are going to become very good friends.
Oh, I can’t wait.
Have you ever tried an electric lyre?
AnonymousMint is trying to get me to try one. She tuned it last time she was over. Maybe I’ll play the piece at her grand opening with it.
ಠ‿ಠ You like Krabby Patties, don't ya Lyra?
AnonymousBut I don’t eat meat.
I’m not really a fan of emoticons, but wow, that’s a good one right there! Doesn’t really look like the expression on the character in the scene in reference, but still! Wow!
The grand opening is tomorrow(Friday). Unless I lost another day. D:
OH THANK CELESTIA!
Not that I couldn’t have this done… But that’s a relief! I hate rushing!
I’m sorry about last night, everypony! I just got a little upset. I’m still me! I’m not about to get all weepy and depressed or anything!
Mint, I’m working on a little something for your opening tonight. It should be pretty simple so I’m hoping I can get it down in time.
Everypony else, thank you. I’m okay, though! I promise!
No ones values are static. They change as we grow, change and have new experiences. Sometimes they will even shift dramatically for little discernible reason. Such is the state of being alive. Anything that is completely static is likely suffering from rigor mortise.
I don’t mean things that change and grow over time. I’m talking five minutes from now, and again ten minutes from now, and again ten seconds after that.
You just…
I’m tired of thinking about this. I’m getting a drink and going back to bed. I shouldn’t even talk about this, nevermind that I don’t want to.
Forget about any of this. I’m going to wake up tomorrow and I’ll be fine!
I mean I know the feeling of getting memories back.
If the part about the relationship problemss wasn't the worst...
((ooc: JESUS IF THAT WASNT THE WORST AND THAT MADE ME BAWL I THINK THE OTHER PART MAY TRULY KILL ME -____-))
If the part about the relationship problemss wasn't the worst...
((ooc: JESUS IF THAT WASNT THE WORST AND THAT MADE ME BAWL I THINK THE OTHER PART MAY TRULY KILL ME -____-))
I’m not remembering about back then. I refuse.
You do know I know EXACTLY how that feels right?
Everything's going to be okay, Lyra. Those memories are going to come back, no matter how hard you don't want them to. But the good thing is that you have friends. You have support. You have ponies that would die for you. And we WILL help you get through this rough spot.
Everything's going to be okay, Lyra. Those memories are going to come back, no matter how hard you don't want them to. But the good thing is that you have friends. You have support. You have ponies that would die for you. And we WILL help you get through this rough spot.
No, you don’t. You think you know about what I’ve been though. Everypony thinks they’ve heard the worst of it from me.
I don’t even think about the worst of it. With every fiber of my being, I will not be forced to remember.
:/ i dont know... I just want you to be a happy pony, every pony should be who they want regardless of what other ponies might think of them. if they dont like the real you, that's fine, if they do, then that's great. i hope this whole ordeal can just be put in the past. your a good pony, i know you are.
From what you’ve seen, and your thoughts on good and evil that society has imprinted into your mind, you believe I’m a good pony.
All I can try to do is live up to what you’ve been lead to believe, and maybe find happiness there.
Never mind that, "be your true self" shtick. What we are is an accumulation of our thoughts and actions. So don't bother with thinking about if something is true to yourself. Simply act in accordance with your own values. Leave the psychoanalysis and pretty sayings to everyone else.
What happens when your values aren’t static?
You know that's not true. You always do your best to do what's right. For others and yourself. Maybe your past is catching up to you... And I'm here for you no matter what.
I don’t want to remember.
I’ve looked away for so long; I’m afraid of what I’ll find, of what I thought I forgot.
There is such a thing. It's your real self. The you who you are when no pony is looking. I think that at least if you were yourself, then your friends would know what kind of friend you are and not the friend your pretending to be.
“The who I am when no pony is looking.”
Well, I guess that’s the problem.
