[_caramel]

poor Oliver is lonely. Oliver was a phenomenal author at a very young age, and therefore had a rushed life, never being left the need to find a special some-pony. But now, he feels like a piece of him is missing.

Oliver's Journal Entry
I have no idea whats come over me in these past few weeks, it's as if there's something terribly wrong deep within me with no way of disclosing it's trauma past the surface of my existence. Lately i feel as if i've lost something, something so dear to me that i can't understand, that i can't possibly describe. As i sit here alone in my office, the herbal tea i currently sip does little to soothe the cold grip on my heart, however it is doing wonders for my sore throat. I wish i could figure out what has become of me, for it is clearly affecting my writing, a clear block currently darkening my mind. I have decided i must fix this situation promptly if i wish to finish my latest book.
-Oliver Inkwell

[sheepsorrel]

sad.bump!

[Sillybob101]

-Hugs him- Shhh, it' okie. ;^;

[_caramel]

ah, thank you for you support, but i really must find out what is wrong if i wish to finish this book!

ah, Oliver is so ignorant -3-

[sheepsorrel]

oliver, its obvious! it is, isnt it?

[_caramel]

o-obvious? i've been pondering over this for days! you wouldn't happen to know would you?

.3.

[sheepsorrel]

you want somebody to love

nothing

[_caramel]

wait? did you say love? i mean, i-i've always been fine with my own company before...

amg that picture xp

[sheepsorrel]

i have a pony

well, maybe its different now! pushes twilicorn stuffy

[_caramel]

i-i don't know, maybe i do need somepony to love

maybe, i want to find someone who really suites him :3