Families have their differences.

Mine being I feel like I will never amount to the person my mother wants me to be.

Like my sister for example.

She's good, no, great in school.

Always has been for as long as I can remember.

Me?

Not so much.

Barely passing classes.

Drawing.

Getting into fights.

Parent teacher conference every year.

Just not what you really want in a daughter.

So, I decided to draw how I saw and or still see my life with my Ponysona.

My sister is on in the left, her name is Pearl. Cutie Mark is the pi. Symbol.

My mother is in the middle, her name is Silver Quill. And her cutie Mark is, well, a silver quill.

Is a WIP, hopefully it will be done maybe tomorrow or the next day.

But yeah. I just this could count as a slight vent.

Idk,  I just wanted to get something off my chest.

Also. It's 12:42 Am.

And there's a mocking bird outside SINGING!!!!!

GRRRRrrrrrrrrrr.......