Death-The-Remix

 "No Pinkie," Rainbow said, "I'm not doing it!" "But Dashie," Pinkie protested, "If you don't tell her you'll never be happy." "I know," Rainbow said looking down, "But Fluttershy's been my friend since we were fillies. She knows everything about me." There was more to it than that. Fluttershy was the only pony who Rainbow could drop the brave face and allow herself to be vulnerable. 'Fluttershy let's me just be me,' Rainbow thought, 'I love her, but I can't.' She shook her head and said flatly, "I ask too much from Fluttershy as it is. I can't ask this from her." "But," Pinkie said, "What if she likes you too?" She remembered the day R

 "No Pinkie," Rainbow said, "I'm not doing it!" "But Dashie," Pinkie protested, "If you don't tell her you'll never be happy." "I know," Rainbow said looking down, "But Fluttershy's been my friend since we were fillies. She knows everything about me." There was more to it than that. Fluttershy was the only pony who Rainbow could drop the brave face and allow herself to be vulnerable. 'Fluttershy let's me just be me,' Rainbow thought, 'I love her, but I can't.' She shook her head and said flatly, "I ask too much from Fluttershy as it is. I can't ask this from her." "But," Pinkie said, "What if she likes you too?" She remembered the day R

Your very fingertips forced the innocence to leak through my bones to the surface of my raw flesh. It devoured its way into my veins, until it seeped through my bruised skin. You robbed me of my dignity and my self worth. I force myself into believing lies that gnaw at my hollow core. Devouring the only ounce of love I have left. You wouldn't understand if I told you it soothed my soul. Deception has its ways of slithering into your perception I locked my demons inside a long time ago. The problem is I cant find the key. I sit in my room, staring out the window as the tears from the sky disguise the ones in my eyes. It's sad to thin

She wandered around, Searching for answers as to why She could not see her own reflection, She found out nothing... She wandered around, Searching for answers as to why She could scream and shout, Yet no one could hear her, She found out nothing... She wandered around, Searching for answers as to why She could cry, Yet see no tears, She found out nothing... She wandered around, Searching for answers as to why She could touch but not feel, She found out nothing... She wandered around, Searching for answers as to why Her appearance had been fading, She found out nothing... She wandered around, Searching for answers as to

 “Shut up! Just SHUT UP!” Mail screamed into the cell phone in his hand. “I don’t CARE anymore, mom! I just don’t CARE! DON’T come back, for all I care!” This is how it always was; the call from the servant, giving the bad news instead of Mail’s mother or father. Then the eight year old boy refusing to listen. Next would be the mother calling her son in a not-so-comforting way, trying to explain to him why she and her husband were staying in the foreign country for however many months after they promised they’d be back. “Now, Mail, don’t over react, dear. It’s only for another mont

  Having emerged victorious in the tournament, I continued to flee Hayate and his small army of assassins. I have tried again and again every time I see Hayate to stop, but to no avale. Over and over again constant and rather ferocious battles... Although I have a feeling that he does not wish to bring any actual harm to me, I cannot help but wonder if his ties to our ways are stronger. Eventually I was driven to the very edge of Japan, the area itself is extremly beautiful, almost untouched by man.  It's lush forests and strong flowing rivers and plentiful animal life is so... peaceful. It does have its share of rape from mankind as would