The Note From The Author

I started this, what, two years ago? I hardly even remember what I wrote in the early chapters. This comment may be a reason why it seems off, and the further intentions for this story, and will definitely be off topic.

I hate this story. I honestly think everything I wrote 2 years ago is absolute shit. While still young (being nearly 16 as I write this comment), I hate my past self. I was weird, odd, and I hate it. I almost wish I never wrote this to begin with. Most likely my 13 (that's right- I was thirteen in October of 2012. 13 when I posted the first chapter.) year old self thought it'd be a fantastic idea to write some odd fan fiction about a fucking pony. It got fairly decent reviews, and while still being miles below on the popularity scale, I find it fairly decent for me.

Flash forward two years. New person, hates MLP, hates fan fiction, hates odd personalities, hates goths, ugly dressers, and pretty much everything. I'm assuming you hate me already, and I would think you would for my unpopular opinions.

However, I love written work. Catcher in the rye, F451, all of these absolute fantastic books, but I still hate reading, anyways. I'm a hypocritical asshole, but I really don't care.

Moving on, again, as you may see this story took a turn and went into a muddy ditch. And to me, that's fantastic. I like what I'm writing. And if what im writing is symbolical shit, then so be it.

So for the story? It won't be much of a story anymore. Really just snippits from her/my mind about opinions which is merging, or whatever the hell I said it was 2 years ago.

So if you want a meaningful story with a developed plotline, then leave. Thanks for the ride, however. I appreciate it. If you like symbolic garbage and risky opinions, and can take serious criticism, then sure, stay.

Thats all I really have on the topic for now. I typed this on my phone, so, there are probably a lot of typos, but I'm too much of a lazy assfuck to fix them, so be it.