Is it weird that no one wants to buy my cupcakes at Sugar Cube Corner anymore? Everyone is talking about rumors of me killing ponies and baking them to a crisp to stuff inside a cupcake! It's all lies! Myths! I would do no such thing. EVER. I love everypony and know everypony. But I don't know who would be brought to say such a thing! That is not okay. Not at all! Sometimes, I just feel like letting out the Pinkamena inside of me, letting her devour all of these evil ponies. Some of them disgust me. Like my so called 'friends'. Rainbow Dash is the worst. I call her my 'best friend'. It's all lies. I HATE her. She thinks she's all that, and that she's the best flyer. But you know what? It's lies. Everything. The last time we were in the Evergreen Forest she kept talking about how awesome she was and that she was going to get into the Wonderbolts with 'no problem'. I pushed her down and said,

"Listen Rainbow Dash, you think you're awesome, don't you? Well you're not. You're stupid and very delusional to think the Wonderbolts would get somepony like YOU! They would never choose such a petty pony like you." I scoffed, after petty jabbing her chest. I trotted off, yet I heard Rainbow Dash sobbing a bit. She didn't catch up with me and I didn't look back. I froze for a second and looked at my mane. I was terrified to see that it was straight. I never EVER had a straight mane. Only when I was on the farm and when I was sad that my 'friends' had left me. Those were the times that I started to have the anger boil inside me. Not only envy and anger, but depression. I felt sad a lot. I said a lot of violent things when they weren't around. Like how I wanted to stab their petty little hearts out. I remember how stupid Fluttershy yelled at me because I killed her bird. I didn't even mean to! Well.. sorta. My Pinkamena side was released and I just couldn't help but to grab the stone next to the bench and kill the bird with it. The birds all flew away, but the one I hit couldn't fly and died of fear. Fluttershy ran when she heard the bird's screeches of pain. She yelled at me for 45 minutes straight about how 'the bird was young' and 'it wasn't his time'. Young and annoying, more like it. The dumb bird tweeted over and over and over again. He wouldn't stop pecking my mane until I lost it. I heard a tiny voice in my head that whispered kill the bird. I had to obey because it was my conscience telling me. I never had a bad conscience. My conscience knew best. It was right. Also, Fluttershy didn't talk to me for 3 weeks. Good! That pathetically shy pony never had a chance as my friend.

I remember the one day I went to Sweet Apple Acres to help Granny Smith bake a sweet Rainbow Apple Pie. My last name is pie. I thought about how easy it would be. It was basically like breathing itself. It ended up even worse, though. I couldn't stop hearing the same voice that told me to kill the bird. It kept whispering kill her. bake her. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I had to get up and say that I had a meeting. I practically ran out of the little farm house. It turns out that I ran into Applejack. It just made everything worse. Applejack tried to make me talk about what happened for the next few hours. She kept following me and bothering me. I just told her to shut up because she was being annoying and petty. She was shocked that I said that. She pointed out that my mane was straight. All of this is linking. It's like the conscience that's telling me to do stuff is leaking out piece by piece. Like how I was violent and cruel towards Dash, who hasn't spoke to me for weeks. Or how I overreacted about the stupid, annoying bird. I was right in every situation, which was something they all didn't see. They all are trying to space invade me and make me crack. Oh, that Pinkie Pie she's dumb. How gullible and petty! I'm a doormat. Now, I'm changing. I'm done being everyone's 'Welcome Home' mat. Or the corny 'Home is Where The Heart Is' picture. I'm sick of being framed and hung. I bet everyone talks about me. Even my so called 'friends'. Also, I love how Applejack mentioned the whole 'cupcake killing' situation. I yelled at her about how nopony should believe the stupid rumor maker. I also accused her of being the pony who started the rumor. She yelled right back saying that I was crazy and that I had issues I had to work out. I pushed her onto the pavement. I snickered and told her that nopony is going to walk all over me like a doormat. I'm done with those days. That's what I thought when I walked off, at least.

Well, diary, that's all for what's been happening. I'll write another entry tomorrow and I'll explain what happened with me and Twilight. For now, I'm completely exhausted. I feel my eyelids closing as I write this, so I might fall asleep right now. Thanks for listening. At least you understand me.

Until next time,
Pinkamena Diane Pie

Author's Note

I know, it's creepy to say the least. I'm trying!!!

-GrayKawaiiGeek