As far as antagonistic, anti-social teenagers went, I always figured I was relatively normal.

Aside from the fact that I talk to myself in my own head way too much.

And my thoughts are always like wildfires that can never be stopped, never be controlled.

I did say relatively.

Until I woke up this morning with a pink and purple stripe in my hair and Twilight Sparkle's voice in my head.

I knew my mom should have listened when I said there was something wrong with me... Now I'm actually, certifiably, insane.

Probably.

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