:heart: ~•Happy b-day Stephen•~ :heart:

First, I must apologize.

I missed your actual birthday and I'm truly depressed I have :pensive: . You're a wonderful person who doesn't even deserve me as an 'acquaintance', much less a true friend.

I would kill myself a hundred times over knowing that I hurt, and endangered your relationship with a certain someone and I hope you could have seen it from my perspective.

I hope all is forgiven for now, and we can all move on.

~•"•~     #WeAllLoveKateigh      ~•"•~

I knew the perfect gift for you was a classical drawing from the heart. I knew that ever since I met you. What should I draw Stephen? What should I draw for the most wonderful person in the world?

I didn't know. I didn't know, for a while. Hil' told me you loved your Connemara with all your heart so after sending several Lenny faces, I knew what to do.

I would make lil' ol' Steph a mighty Conne stallion, with a profound look and strong muscles to match wild hair and a serious look...but his eyes would be soft and he would be tendous and he would remind me of you. Your so strong Steph even when I tripped and knocked you down, you got back up, you stayed strong when I stayed the soul-less monster I am. You kept calm when others tried to knock you down, you stood up and looked them in their face until they tripped over their own feet due to you. You stay calm whenever you talk to someone and you stay sugar-sweet when talking to those you love, when commenting on posts you love and iring those you love.

Here is your gift. It may seem quite small and pathetic to those who gave you the most glorious poems and fanciest edits, but I also give you my heart and hope of acceptance from you. The one I love.

I give you the mighty Connemara stallion. A beautiful beast with a noble heart and a sensitive mind. I give you the one creature that has avoided humanities grasps, who's held on to hope and stays strong and fearless in times of despair.

I also give you the Connemara. A small pony looked down on by others, looked down upon by humans. But there always remains a spark in every ponies eye...a spark of hope and happiness...a spark of amusement, curiosity, happiness, laughter, fortune, gratitude, responsibility, forgiveness and hope...

So I give you my hope, in hopes we can be friends...in hopes your life is filled with fortune...in hopes that this Connemara is the spark of your life...and will always remain to be...

You gave me hope, something I never had before.

This took so long only because I gave you my heart and soul for you present :')

I was going to give you a poem, a short story or a theory perhaps but I couldn't think of one for an awesome person such as yourself. To each their own I say.

Connemara: No you flipping don't Nellies.

Hil' can give you the most wonderful poems in the world, I can give you our story.

Connemara: *snorts* lies.

When I first met you, I thought an angel touched down and streaked happiness through my life.

Connemara: Sounds cheesy already.

I did in fact, Conne.

Connemara: Oooh rly? Wot about meh?

Wha...? Since when was this about you?!

Connemara: Since you gave me dat respect up dere!

I wasn't taking SPECIFICALLY about you! I was taking about EVERY Conne!

Connemarw: Tsk, tsk, tsk...

Pfft...at least I have good grammar...

Connemara: O_O You take that back bitc-

*pits duck tape on Conne*

Wow its gotten a lot quieter already Mr. Selfish-horse.

erm.

Anyways. I thought an angel streaked hope through my life fore the first time and showed my true form other than the demon I am. I wouldn't be myself without you and all of the beautiful angels in HH. I always thought to myself that Steph was an angel, Steph was the most perfect, holy, friendly person in the world. For a month I wondered everyday what it would be like to have Steph as a good friend, a true, close friend.

Maybe my problems would have been fixed. Maybe they wouldn't have, but you my Stepharoni, were the light to my darkness and I was happy for once...I thought we could be best friends...but I screwed that up. I chased the most lovely angel away from my grasp and my hope has subsided once more.

I'm upset when your upset, I'm down when your down and I'm here for you when you need a shoulder to cry on, Hil' and I are ALWAYS here for you. There is no one in the whole wide galaxy that can relate to you for you are the most loved person out there...

Again, I don't deserve you as an 'acquaintance' or a 'friend', I understand, but it sounds so wonderful to me if we were...

You helped me when I wanted to end the suffering. I wanted to end myself bc I hurt you, you forgave me but I don't forgive myself, you truly deserved the best Monday a few days ago and I'm sorry if anyone screwed that up because you don't in hell deserve that.

I respect you, I love you, I trust you and I thank you. I thank you for helping those who are down, who are depressed and upset because they need you. They need the sweetest girl in the world to cheer them up. They need our own lil' Stephen.

And here's to what I say you are...you are the most:

beautiful

risk-taking

funniest

sweetest

smartest

courageous

silliest

strongest

prettiest

talkative

relatable

angel-like

honest

role-model

girl in the world. And with that I wish you a happy 14th birthday, you deserve it and so much more my friend.

Connemara: that still sounds cheesy to me hun.

Okay can we just... *puts an 's' next to 'c'*

Connemara: why you little...

*ruffles the Conne's mane*

Connemara: Urghh...fine....

Connemara: HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEPHARONI!!!