I still come here every now and then · 3:51pm Apr 10th, 2016
But I always get lost and turn back around. That bittersweet memory lane always leads to a dusty dead end. To be honest, I can't even remember what I was ever doing here in the first place. It's always been curious to me that life becomes all the more mystifying the longer you live. I'm not what you would call a brony anymore, that's for sure, but after going through a couple years of some pretty harsh and scary stuff I've come to realize that real joy isn't experienced by the wanderers who