/lit/ - Literature

rained the whole day, as sour as i am the feeling of getting wet and cold is actually nice. affirming in a way, and entering a dry warm room feels better than ever.

old anons may remember a pony from a year ago that got very sick. today somehow we didnt close her stall door, and after waiting for everyone to leave and shut the lights off, she went out to binge on grain from a specially tightly-closed box. if it was full, she'd be dead by now, but luckily there wasnt much and she seemingly only ate a bit. i freaked the fuck out at first though. as of now she's okay, but i'll ask for prayers again, bros
ponies are smart bitter fuckers that will utilize all their wit to be jackasses or hurt themselves