Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Shortskirtsandexplosions

Damn you freaking marsupial When did music begin? Did it begin with a question? Or an exclamation? Was somepony laughing? Or sobbing? Was that pony alone? Or was there an audience? Have you ever had a beautiful melody stuck in your head, but you don't know where it came from? That melody is me. In fact, it kind of goes where it wants, but such is the way of happy things, I suppose. I’ll promise you this, though. Pinkie Pie Swear… It ends with them cuddling. (Where we follow a pegasus’ endless pursuit of snuggles) TT

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