comedyisreligion

Wake up in the morning feeling like Pinkie Pie (Hey, what up ponies!?) Grab my saddle, I'm out the door; I'm gonna hit Fluttershy (please no!) Before I leave, brush my teeth with AppleJack (yuh)   'Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back I'm talking pedicure on our hooves, hooves Trying out all our moves, moves   Pulling those sonic rain booms booms   Drop-topping, singing our favorite songs and   Putting our twilight sparkle on and   Trying to get a little bit horsey   Don't clop, make it stop DJ Pon3 on my Block   Tonight, taking flight   Till we see the sonic rain boom   Tick-tock on rarity   But the spike don't stop, no

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let me get something straight. i am not a catfish. these entries may be convoluted and you may have NO idea what the hell im talking about but the truth is; i dont either. so dont fucking come into my house making accusations that have NO foundation or support. show me your fucking evidence before coming for my fucking weave okay jesus fucking christ i havent even done anything to you but you want to throw money duck shit at me? me? monkey dong shit at me? im literally fucking done i put my blood sweat and tears into these journal entries and i get NO COMMENTS!! only CRIMINAL CHARGES and BAD THINGs. fucking appreciate my monster high art and