Kallen Stadtfeld.
You don't get mad at me. That's kinda cool. Not that i make ponies hate me all the time. But that's a big + in my book.. Notepad.. piece of paper.
I was fighting the dark side of me for quite some time. The beasty part where i want to punch ponies (that's bad!), the part where i want to have sex (that's bad as well!), the part where i doubt myself and am trying to see if there are any ropes sometimes.. There are, don't worry. Not just all the time.. even at your part..
Now i am the Beast i once was feared of. My hatred fuels me to move on, to get up from the snow To open the door, go to the shower and then going to bed when i return from my work. Instead of just laying down at the floor the moment i get home. Anger is a part of me. Not the one that was burn naturally, Lol. But it's here, part of the complex me now. Just like Doubt. Just like Lust. All are part. And i have to listen to them. Coz they are a part of me. They drive me to the right way. Mostly. To making ponies happy to see me. To believing i am strong. And, oh.. I am stronger now... Not by muscles, but by spirit. Or i belive that. I don't know. There has to be a reason for me to bully. But i'll do this, if i'm in the situation for that. Or if i'll just find my opponent a weak douchbag who has no real power, fine. -_-
I like you, because you are intelegenly.. intellectly... intellectual human beeing. You are smart and talky enough for me. You dig shit inside yourself, like i always love to do.. That's just.. I do it the other way these days.. More practicaly then i ever did. Also for the beast part, i do what Joe Lajoie once proposed (www.youtube.com/watch?v=6wS5xOZ7Rq8).
I was fighting the dark side of me for quite some time. The beasty part where i want to punch ponies (that's bad!), the part where i want to have sex (that's bad as well!), the part where i doubt myself and am trying to see if there are any ropes sometimes.. There are, don't worry. Not just all the time.. even at your part..
Now i am the Beast i once was feared of. My hatred fuels me to move on, to get up from the snow To open the door, go to the shower and then going to bed when i return from my work. Instead of just laying down at the floor the moment i get home. Anger is a part of me. Not the one that was burn naturally, Lol. But it's here, part of the complex me now. Just like Doubt. Just like Lust. All are part. And i have to listen to them. Coz they are a part of me. They drive me to the right way. Mostly. To making ponies happy to see me. To believing i am strong. And, oh.. I am stronger now... Not by muscles, but by spirit. Or i belive that. I don't know. There has to be a reason for me to bully. But i'll do this, if i'm in the situation for that. Or if i'll just find my opponent a weak douchbag who has no real power, fine. -_-
I like you, because you are intelegenly.. intellectly... intellectual human beeing. You are smart and talky enough for me. You dig shit inside yourself, like i always love to do.. That's just.. I do it the other way these days.. More practicaly then i ever did. Also for the beast part, i do what Joe Lajoie once proposed (www.youtube.com/watch?v=6wS5xOZ7Rq8).