Dear Journal,

Today I helped Applejack deliver a shipment to a place called Barnyard Bargains. It's your typical big box store like we have back home. We met the Assistant Manager, a mare named Ocean Breeze. She seemed really nice! Unlike her boss, Filthy Rich! Maybe he just rubbed me the wrong way, but I could tell immediately that he fancies himself more important that he really is!

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Dear Diary Journal whatever...

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Planning ahead and working together with others can make a monumental task manageable.

Dear Diary,

Arc came to the orphanage today. It's always good to see him again! This time he brought a griffon with him though. A Lieutenant Natalya from Griffonstone. She seemed nice enough. Even asked about our foal services here! But, I couldn't shake the feeling that she was hiding something. I know I sound paranoid, but when you've been lied to and hurt as much as I have, you tend to learn when other's aren't being completely honest.

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Dear Journal,

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Dear Diary,

My friend Pipsqueak and I are living in Ponyville now with the other orphans with the Hero of Light! I never imagined something like this could happen! Matron Tempest is gone and we're all safe! Dinky and her father are teaching all of us so much! Like what having enough to eat feels like, what lunch is and what it's like to not be scared all the time!

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Daily Report,

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Dear Diary,

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Dear Journal,

I came back from my inspection tour of the Rainbow Factory to find that THING sitting on the throne like he owned it! This human, this… Hero of Light has gone too far this time! I’m going to see to it my plan comes to fruiting! Whether I sit on the throne or not, the mission MUST be completed! This is bigger than he is… bigger than I am! The fate of this land hangs in the balance! I will not entrust its fate to amateurs!

Dear Journal,

Early this morning Ember and I boarded the train heading south. Ember mapped out our route which led us to the end of the line… a city called Dodge Junction. When we stepped off the train, I was blown away by how the town looked like something out of an old wild west film! I’m kinda embarrassed to admit it, but I was so lost in the moment that I kinda acted a bit… childlike. Oh well, what’s done is done.

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Dear Diary,

Arc came back today! And he brought a new friend along too! Her name's Natalya, and she's never heard of cupcakes! I made sure she'll never forget them now! She seemed really nice and all, but... but my Pinkie Sense was going CRAZY the whole time she was here! Like she was dangerous, or something! But I know Arc's WAY too smart to let somepony like HER outsmart him!

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Talking is a good way to get to know your date. But don't forget to listen as well.

Darkness… silence… pain…
Or is it… lack of pain?
What is… pain?
I… am I?
Who…? Time… death… life… undeath... no death?
So… unknown…
Helmet… thoughts… scared…!

…alone… cold… lonely…

Making plans for a proper date are fine. But don't feel the need to go overboard.

Type type type. I'm busy typing away. My parents ask if I'm working on my novel, and I say no, I'm writing more pony fanfiction. They sigh, and walk away. Clearly that isn't as good of a use of my time as banging my head against a wall and seeing what words fall out of it.

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Hello everybrony.
So, I've finally found a way to be consistent again (300 words per day average, for now) and now I'm set on continuing my work with Other.
Thing is, it's been a year since the last time I worked on it. This time, I've spent it reconsidering my tastes in storytelling, my preferences in style, and trying out a different way of writing. Overall, I think I matured in a few fields.
However, this breaks the old flow I had in Other.

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Just need to get this off my chest, because it's bothering me. This is... kind of a vent. Partially from a recent experience, and partially in general, so feel free to skip it if you don't like it. As it says in the title.

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Oh, potatoes and molasses
If you want some, oh, just ask us
They're warm and soft like puppies in socks
Filled with cream and candy rocks

I hum to myself as I walk out the door. Hum, hum hum. People tell me to stop humming. People stare. A few people nod along, but they're adults, and I don't think they realize I'm humming a song from a kid's cartoon.

Oh, potatoes and molasses
They're so much sweeter than algebra classes

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Everyone needs a helping hand sometimes. EVERYONE!

Those who truly love one another shouldn't have to hide that love from others.