Friendship Letters

Though it's universally believed that the mare has a childish and absent mind, Mina's new hobby says otherwise. She finds that writting them down in the form of poetry a great way to release her own thoughts; those too personal for her to write in a journal. Even if no one quite understands the meanings, Mina still picks up her quill. Onto paper the colour of snow, in a cute little pink book, the mare found sometime to be alone, so she could confess her feelings as shown: A brave little kitten ...

Dear self, have i done something wrong? i usually try and make everypony happy - but it just so seems that whatever i do, even if i don't realize it . . . something that i say or do it makes ponies/people upset... i feel awful after this - and i try to apologize, whenever i apologize its real! i truly mean it that i am, "very...sorry," but even sometimes - no matter what i do - they still run away from me.... or.. have you ever heard its very, VERY easy - to smile around everypony else, to...

I never wanted to grow up, I have always defended myself. My exterior grew hard as stone and yet I was hurt quite often. ...

Dear Princess Celestia, I didn't learn anything! Except how to not be irresponsible with money. Looking at saved brony commission art I have and recalling prices from memory only, I think I spent at least $1,100 on art commissions & packs. I don't have a well paying job so I shouldn't have spent that much money on mere picture files. I understand that art skill is rare and difficult to develop, which explains the price, but I'm just saying that the benefit of digital art pics might not be ...

So I see that today is the day of the final episode. I'm a bit ashamed to admit that I fell out of my own frequency of watching the show some time ago. But here we are, 9 years and a whole generation wrapped later, with a new generation soon to come. As I see everyone is talking about their experiences and how they came to discover the Magic of Friendship, I feel like I should share a bit as to how I managed to stumble into the wonderful world of pastel colored horses. It was back dur...

"When I met her eyes, it was like the world stopped moving. There was a connection there, unlike anything I'd ever felt before. When I finally met the Princess, I could feel what I saw. Someone just as broken as myself. One who knew death. Who'd seen the things I had. I remember inviting her to share a drink after the Games. Was it a date? I could flatter my ego and say yes, but it was more just two souls who felt a connection to another for the first time in a long time. We shared some experien...

I must admit, writing in a journal, expressing my thoughts feels rather.. foreign. I'm more for photographs when capturing moments to cherish them later. Maybe it's because writing requires me to actually reflect on my inner thoughts and feelings before expressing them? That, in of just itself, is something I've rarely been able to do. For as long as I can remember, I've always had to act calm and collected with a level head due to the expectations Father had for me. Even when Mother was lost to...

"I just....I need wisdom in my actions. I need...guidance. I know that we have a plan. He got the solution to defeat this Tyrant. To end his games. B-But....what if it isn't enough? What if we can't kill it. I don't fear my own death. But I fear dying before I can guarantee a safe future for the ones I care about..." He was frustrated. The weight on his shoulders, that is usually shared with his Brother, was more present then ever. He was sick and slowly dying. Each passing day his sickness was ...

Storytime with Wyatt's Admin, number idon'tfuckingknow. Blog form cause yay. This one... Now this one is interesting. And I know a few people on here who'd be interested in this. It's not something that directly happened to me but a story I was relayed by someone else... So, everyone knows who General Custer was, aye? Yes, THAT Custer... ...

Asuka swears she was falling just a second ago, but right now she's hanging in the air. She looks up to find her front right hoof being clutched tightly by a silhouette. It's slowly, but surely pulling her up over the ledge. She grabs onto the ledge with her free hoof, and pulls herself up. "Thanks. I thought I was-." When Asuka looks up to speak to her rescuer she finds no one. She stands in confusion for a few seconds before snapping herself out of it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__oZ...