some secrets told

by clock work eye

First published

pony vile, the place I've being living in for, hell I can't be bothered to remember any more, ill put it bluntly, shit happens and we deal with it that's the main point of life, and when we get given a chance to go to the lovely little land of equestria you jump at the chance only to find out when you get to the end of the rainbow and the fucking leprechaun gone and put psychopaths on the pot of gold, so what do you do? you take that pot of gold by force.