Fair warning this may be a long, possibly whiny, or sad.Things i'm choosing to reveal may give more insight. I'm getting these out not for using the sympathy of woman, i'm just saying this to rid my of what i might see as weakness.
At times i ask myself questions at night. Why do i cower from loneliness and use things to hide what i am? Why do I still torment myself with somethings that i've received from my first. If I still love her why?
I long for love yet I cower from heartbreak. What does someone like me have to offer, cause i'm poor. Even if i'm rich, the person i am make it seem like i'm a female repellent.
Ah precious night why do i feel so much more comfortable when you are here. Could i sleep during they day and still have things i want, without hurting others.Why can i not stop being a furry and a brony.
Why does the beautiful and alluring Nightmare Moon make me blush. Same goes for The erotic Queen Chrysalis. *shakes nervously as if people will insult me for who i am.*
I'm certain i hide so many things from people so well, out of fear of what people will say if they know. I'm such a coward no wonder girls i like don't even bother to even think of dating me.
If I become stronger and famous, i might get some dreams fulfilled. ( sorry for this tmi i'm gonna type. ) Nightmare moon if u were real ur always welcome to be in my nightmares then, it would be a nice and beautiful, starry, dream i would not want to wake from. If only i can dream my dreams and never wake up, cause what and who ( crap cannot think of a good plural word.) I love would be there in my paradise, maybe wet as well ( hey i'm a guy and it's hard to fight my body with what i love.)
If anyone reads this all the way through and replies then there are people alive out there. ( Not one of my lines i created got the alive part from a joke from my cousin.)
Thanks for caring I exist female readers.
