This is a pony, his name is I Hate You. I Hate You was born with bone like excretions from his legs and arms. Orphaned ever since he could remember and was always judged, made fun of, and confused. He always kept the name I Hate You just maybe he would find his family again. He never does, and in a cruel twist of fate, I Hate You becomes perfect for him. Life was always terrible so it seemed fitting. In the end, I Hate You ended up loathing everything to an extent that it became what he was all about. He was born in hate, nurtured in hate, and his cutie mark was hate; a white wall with a deep dent. All he does now is hate on things and has made himself a very well founded critic for media, always finding the negatives and ignoring the positives in peoples works. I Hate You truly is a child of Equestria unlike the lies that show a less painful version of the reality. Poor, poor, I Hate You.