Conduits of Equestria

Am I real? or am I not? No, wait. Wrong question.... Ahem... Is this world real? or is it just my imagination? I couldn't tell, as these ponies were.... Well, colorful, talking and horses with WINGS AND HORNS?! HOLD IT!! Did I miss anything? Or no wait, I'm writing this. Wait, why am I writing ALL my thoughts in this diary? Oh, who cares. Anyway, this world is...... well, it's something. I just want to experience a nice, wa---- "Dude, we're out of eggs" "Well, stop by the farm and get some then..." -----rm Winter, with nothing more than a company of my friend, if-she-exists girlfriend and a ball with a face drawn on it... Yeah, I don't know why I want that, but still: I just want a ni---- "Dude, we're out of gas" "WAHT DAH FAHK-SHE?!" "We out gas-she" "God damn it, Connor. Ugh, let's go get it" --ce god damned time to spend it on writing, reading and not finding gas. Anyway, gotta have to continue writing this diary later. Deer diary, this was a pun, I'm gonna have to rephrase that. Dear diary, I'll come back in a chapter or two with more... wait, why am I even breaking the 4th wall? This isn't my character. Back to the story: Dear diary.... The End.... for now....