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MelodramaDo you feel that your life is nothing but a mere black and white melodrama? One which revolves around lies, dregs, and love?
You love someone. You cannot forget him. You fervently wish for a day when he can finally look into your eyes and say that he loves you, too. Alas, unrequited love blooms in the twinkle of time. As the morning sun kisses the wounds of ersatz memories, the stars will cry their blackest tears tonight, and the heart no longer grows fonder with each lonely palpitation.
You love no one. You cannot forgive him. You are especially indifferent to him while living in oblivion, self-denial, and half-hearted truths. Alas,
Choose Your Smile
She enters the dimly-lit microcosm of her life, with apprehension. A parallel universe, a limbo of charred memories and frozen butterflies. The air smells like vanilla and apples, a wonderful scent. Almost immediately, the green-eyed monster recedes into a dark chamber of her heart. Ennui has departed, and hope begins to bloom from within. Soulful tears roll down her cheeks, akin to fresh dewdrops from a gerbera. This, she wonders aloud, is a place where I can truly call home.
With a swift wave of her hands, well-assorted jars magically appear out of thin air. In each labeled jar, there is a smile. She skims through the floating jar
BailoutThis work of fan fiction contains characters, ideas, situations, and places found in the Hasbro Studios series "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic". No infringement of copyright is implied by this work of satire and parody, and this work is meant as a celebration of the people involved in the creation, development, and production of the series.
Written by The Descendant
Ponyville City Hall Fixture
Sweet Apple Acres Farm and Marina
Dear Mayor Mare,
It was wit' no small amount of disappointment that we received yer' newest letter o' sympathy, madam mayor. While yer' elocution wa
JoyceHaving kicked the man in the balls and relieved him of his belongings, Joyce wasn't quite sure what to do next. She could run, but he might come after her the next minute. If she tied him up here, in the middle of nowhere, he might be eaten by wolves; or starve to death. Besides, she didn't have any rope. She could kill him... perhaps. The thought left a bitter taste in her mouth.
'What am I to do with you?' she sighed.
'Well,' he groaned while giving her a look that sent shivers down her spine, 'You can run, but that won't help you, cause I will find you! So you just wait another few minutes until I get back up again - and I mean úp- and t
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