bioandrunaway:

I know I said I’d drop it and I promise I will after this, but to put it in nerdy terms I’ve faced my Shadow finally and I’m going to be me. Not a mask. I’m going to be honest to myself and others and I’m not going to be afraid any more.

This isn’t asking for forgiveness or trying to stir up more shit or anything like that. It’s simply why I did what I did. This isn’t to make me look good or intelligent or any of that superficial bullshit. It’s simply something I have to explain.

The reason I got so heated about it is because this whole debacle WAS a personal thing to me. A deeply personal thing. I was part of the offended group and that’s why I took offense. But the reason why I took offense, and why I took it the way I did was because my entire life I’ve dealt with people telling me what to like and how to like it and that what I thought was wrong with no true explanation as to why it was this way. And I accepted this. I was told to accept it. Not always with words, but nevertheless that’s what I was told. It ruined me, completely and utterly.

When I was vulnerable and scared and questioning, nobody did anything because hey, it doesn’t really matter right? It’s just entertainment or opinions or whatnot. But it bled over and was killing me. There was nobody there to help me up or prevent it from happening.

The reason I was harsh and unrelenting is because maybe, an infinitely small chance that someone, anyone, even if they didn’t understand it, who was unsure of themselves saw that something like this wouldn’t be tolerated and would actively be fought against, maybe that person wouldn’t end up as miserable a creature as I am.

It’s arrogant and stupid to assume anyone would listen to me and I hate it because it makes me a hypocrite because I despise arrogance… But all those years ago and all my moments today and those to come, I needed someone to show me that you shouldn’t have to accept something that made you feel bad. I needed someone to tell people to fuck off. Maybe my bitching and foul mouth and terrible attitude could be that person to someone else who’s afraid and didn’t know it.

I’m a peaceful person, I really am, and I don’t like confrontation and I think civility is essential to humanity, but a line was crossed and a nerve was struck, but I do not believe harmful behavior should be ignored or tolerated because all that does is show a scared little person that they don’t matter.

This isn’t a conscious process. It’s taken me nearly two decades to piece this together and it’s still fragile. I’m still going to be doing it until the neurons in my brain stop firing and I cease to exist. I’m actually amazed I’ve finally been able to put it into words, it’s surreal.

To every person out there with even the tiniest twinge of doubt on something you love or care about, I want you to know this. Fuck the haters. Fuck the haters and doubt and love what you do. Anyone who tries to make you feel bad about yourself or something you love to make them feel better about themselves can climb a wall of dicks. You’re awesome and as long as what you love doesn’t hurt anybody (and there’s very few things that do), keep doing what you do. What you love matters and is a part of you and nothing about you is wrong. I’ll build shit with legos and catch frogs with you because I’m not gonna let some dick with a superiority complex get to you the same way all the dicks with superiority complexes got to me. I’m not going to let any more people grow up to be me.

ls-chan:

fuckyeahrarity:

princess-celestia:

fillydelphia:

candiedunicorns:

took photos of my friend’s rarity cosplay today.

you look fabulous, dahling.

holy crap so much pony on my blog.

EDIT: i added a little rarity in one of the pics for reference on the pose. c:

holy shit this is fantastic

I want to be your friend

I think I’ve reblogged this once before but I’ll do it again because this is just fabulous.

oh there’s more!

those shoes <3

such a wonderful cosplay!

UNF.

(via emberslash)

typewryter:

I SPENT 35 DOLLARS ON IT! 

WORTH IT!

CELESTIA AND TWILIGHT COMFORTER!!!!!!!!

YAAAAY!

If only I had the lack of shame necessary to purchase that.

(via typeandprint-deactivated2012012)

joey-picus asked: Dear Alex, this makes me a happy lion and I shall stop coming to your house and moaning on the front lawn until you call animal control. Yours, Jonathan the Lion, Sunderland, England

Good luck finding a ship willing to take a lion on board.

Anonymous asked: Dear Alex, start posting on this again. It depresses me, and when I become a depressed lion things start happening like my paws trembling and me and Susan spending literally all day in the beer garden of the Red Lion in Sunderland city centre until we stagger home and fall into hedges from too much Amstel. The name of the pub is a total lie incidentally, I have never once seen a red lion except when Susan's sister got kissed by another girl. Yours, Jonathan the Lion, Sunderland, England

I’m back. And I’m going to be posting on here a LOT more, I think.

nothingtodowithponies:

“Dear Princess Celestia,

Today I made friends
with a mentally insane
baker, a tree hugger
with social anxiety, a
workaholic farmer, an
adrenaline seeking lesbian,
and a fashionista with
extreme OCD.

Please send some rope.

Your faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle”

(via arborgreen)

THAT FUCKING CRAB WALK

Anonymous asked: but.., :(

*DEATH GLARE*