by stormiecrazy » Thu May 24, 2012 8:10 am
Oliver slowly pulled a comb through Aura's soft mane. A comb would definitely work. He had no need for fancy mane and tail brushes. Just your average day, stronger than normal, comb. He chuckled at the though, giving Aura a pet. She whinned to another horse.
I am quitting.
This site has, sadly, gotten between me and my real life. I put aside things such as God, writing, and friends to be on here, and it has caused me too much pain and suffering.
This does not happen to all people, I would like to point out, and if you don't get addicted to things easily, this can be a fun website for you!
I thank you all for sharing your wonderful friendship and memories with me.
Love,
Stormiecrazy