In my world  where ponies don't live, they die and they turn to sad, sick skulls of dreams that were once yours. Dreams become nightmares, nightmares become reality, pain becomes a hobby, you don't decide to deal with everyday, life goes downhill and when you try to run back up that hill, it gets bigger, steeper and darker. 
My life is not kitty cats and rainbows, well maybe a little rainbow, if you get what I mean.  
 Everyone I meet calls me unpredictable , dangerous and scary.
Also don't be afraid of the dark, if you're the monster in it.
-Leslie rustenhaven