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As you scanned through the mare's old diary, you notice the ripped shreds of where a page once was. Curious for information, you walk towards her suitcase where the diary was originally located and search through it. You find the missing page folded in half underneath a few rocks. You blow off the small amount of dust and unfold it, beginning to read it.
Dear Diary,
I don't really know what to write anymore. I haven't wrote in you in a LONG time. The last time I wrote in you was when I moved to Ponyville. I'm sorry! But I wrote a poem...And I think I finally figured out what that warm feeling was that I felt when I thought about Discord. So anyways, here's the poem.
It felt strange and weird,
It was so warm and queer,
I think about him all the time,
Now I realize that I want him to be mine.
I think that weird feeling...I think it was..Love? Maybe it was.. Well if it is, I don't wanna stop feeling it.
Love, Pinkie D.P.
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Note: Oh don't worry, filly Pinkie's thing isn't over. I just needed to get this out. XD
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Mood:
Delighted -
Listening to: First Love music box+Rainymood
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Reading: dA
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Watching: THE SCREEN
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Playing: Nothing. c:
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Eating: Ritz~
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Drinking: Water. .3.