I really love posting and doing HTML/MANIP requests at this moment in time.
My muse is sky-high and my vocab bank has gone from tiny to COLOSSAL
here's one of my recent posts from my mare with a 'mental disorder'. She is being haunted by a past lover and he is trying his best to prevent her loving any other guy, even if that means hurting her and revealing her past. She doesn't know he's haunting her, of course

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My dial felt painful, as if i had had a night out and enjoyed it one knot too high. I felt dizzy, unbalanced and wierd, and like a huge wave of depression had hit me hard, crushing my existance into a million micro pieces... My eyes showed my fatigue, and i felt my stilts buckle beneath me...

It wasn't like the usual, bouncy-bubbly-happy-go-lucky me, it was different. Why was i having such painful reactions? The thing that troubled me, was that it always happened around the opposite gender.

When i heard him ask me if i was okay, i definately couldn't confirm that. I had never been okay. I would always be different, i would always hurt, i would always be the one everyone would point at and talk about behind my back. Yet i couldn't escape from that, because that would be called Suicide, so whenever i got it thrown in my face, i just had to accept it. Perhaps that was why people recieved different perceptions of me, some good, some bad, and all mixed together created more and more rumours, facts revolved around one person. Me.

My head throbbed, my knees weak, i had no choice but to lean against the brute. "Just... give me a minute..." It felt comforting to have someone to talk to, though not yet confide in. Someone i could trust, even if the pain was excruciating.

yet it hurt evermore...

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one of my other faves is from my little foal, Thea, one of three (triplets). The other two are rped by different peoples.
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Baby blue optics scrutinizing her surrounds, talcum labrums brushing the floor underfoot, twin zeniths perked and alert. Undeveloped silver pendulum flicked behind me, now-and-then flicking at my little white-splashed rump. Short fulcrums carried my petite chassi, keeping on my elder siblings' trail as we followed a prodigious nigrescent patriarch dubbed Shi'ka.

Trying to keep a low profile as i scanned the glebe, yet not letting my energy-sapping, over-extended pace falter - otherwise i would get left behind, and that would only get their attention. Flicking my titaniums out before me, my energy level, being at an all time low, began to show my lack of sleep by late reactions and a short concentration span.

I was not used to so much travelling, and did not understand why we couldn't stay in one place... Even for a few days would do me fine! I would finally get some more yummy dreamland... Even the thought about it made me tired, squinting my optics, and relaxing them again, i extended my trot to a faster pace, catching up to my elder sister.

They were probably not going to keep the peace long, and i was surprised to find that Rori hadn't already struck out at Kit. Wow! Probably the first ever time she hadn't recoiled. Quick, get the camera out...!
...Wait. I don't even know what a camera is!

And i set off back into daydreamland.
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Ty for reading ^_^