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i think if twitter went down, TV writing would get at least 30% better
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normal morning twipie in the morning
quick thing, i hope you like the pinkie pie at the end, shes really important i thijnk
(i just took the backrounds from the internet beacsue it was going so fast a backround couldnt stop me sorry)
JUST REALIZED I FORGOT THE MAGIC AT HER HORN ARRGAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OKAY BYE BYEBYEBYEB YBEYEBYE
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its too early to write a good description i forgot to post these here too..more mlp stuff 🤕 equestriagirls activated my ocification mind palace for these twoSo whatever.
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Enchanted Era - Chapter 3
Hello!!! Guess what's finally live and available for non-supporters!!! come get your luna and cadance reunion read it HERE!
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Enchanted Era - Chapter 3
Hello!!! Guess what's finally live and available for non-supporters!!! come get your luna and cadance reunion read it HERE!
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what they don’t tell you about writing is AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! AAAAAAAAAAHH!!!
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what they don’t tell you about writing is AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! AAAAAAAAAAHH!!!
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working on the next chapter of colors and apparently there are only two moods when working on this story "god this is probably TERRIBLE, UGH" or "this is THE CUTEST FLIPPING THING I HAVE /EVER/ WRITTEN"
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One of the most liberating things I’ve ever done for myself is allow myself to go the gym in my PJs
I went from never going from stress at having the right clothes and feeling exposed to going twice a week feeling comfortable and like I didn’t have to wear clothes that would highlight my physical insecurities
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Everyone please look at my favorite TELverse drawing of Twilight and Rift Shield
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"Glinda, come with me, think of what we could do, together.." ".. With you and I defying gravity.." I always come back from the dead to post sapphics and then disappear again into the abyss
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Commission for @sigmasonicx Thank you so much!!
A scene from a Raritwi story written by @rarilight
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Commission for @sigmasonicx Thank you so much!!
A scene from a Raritwi story written by @rarilight
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Afraid
In 2016, I was filled with fire and vinegar. I was mad, I was strong. I fought in the trenches. For my efforts, I was beaten by the police, I was arrested, I was shunned by people I thought were my friends and my family, and none of the hatred aimed at me and people like me ever went away. But I did not stop.
At that time, I worked in politics. I canvased for hundreds of hours. I helped raise thousands of dollars for organizations that fought for minority rights and a sustainable future. I spent weekends (as the Secretary for the Weber County Democrats) travelling around a state so red, so conservative and religious, that they haven’t voted for a Democrat in half a century, and barring FDR, only four times ever. I was elected to represent Congressional District 1 for Utah in the Democratic primary, but we knew even then that our in-state efforts would make no difference. It was like tossing a leaf into a tornado.
This time, the fire is gone. 8 years have passed, and we find ourselves on the precipice of something so much worse and more frightening than we faced in 2016. I want to be strong. I want to fight like I did then, like I have since. But the fear eats at me. I despair as I look out and see millions of people who wanted this, who looked their fellow man in the eyes and said with their whole chest “I choose hate”. Their hatred thrums in the air so loudly I cannot walk outside for fear my eardrums will break, and my heart withers in my chest, receding from the pain. I feel I am a fool for having ever hoped that Americans were better than this. I feel I am unmoored, adrift on a sea of red, and the world laughs at me for my naïveté.
I am afraid. I am so very tired. I feel my strength desert me. I contemplate flight. Do I abandon all that I have here, my friends and family, my future, to return to someplace safe? I don’t know. My feelings are too deep and to dark to think clearly right now, so I will let it sit for a time and hope that it does not fester.
I am afraid.
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Something I posted on my supporter server regarding todays events, felt like sharing it here
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