Some wishes don't need translating; ponies already speak the language of being unbothered.
Fresh today · Sunday, 5 July
New Wishes
A handful of wishes pulled from the cabinet this morning. Pick one up — copy, save it to your pinboard, or send it on.
A scruffy mane, a tilted ear, and a girl finally exhaling — that's the whole prayer.
Wishing the world were small enough to fit between a barn door and one stubborn pony's gaze.
Conversations with ponies edit themselves down to what's true — try it next time you're stuck.
Let her have the ugly pony. Cute ones get adopted; ugly ones get loved.
She wishes the pony would speak. The pony wishes she'd notice it already is.
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Browse by occasion
What are we writing today?
Cabinets sorted by occasion. Open one — pages are arranged by warmth, not algorithm.
- Anniversary
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- Belated
- Best
- Birthday
- Boy
- Boyfriend
- Christian
- Christmas
- Congratulation
- Diwali
- Easter
- Eid Mubarak
- Engagement
- Farewell
- Fathers Day
- Friendship
- Funny
- Get Well
- Girl
- Girlfriend
- Good Morning
- Good Night
- Graduation
- Hanukkah
- Heart Touching
- Holiday
- Invitation
- Job
- Love
- Miss You
- Mothers Day
- New Year
- Recovery
- Retirement
- Romantic
- Thank You
- Thanksgiving
- Wedding
- Well
- Women's Day
- Sympathy
- Valentine's Day
- Halloween
- Veterans Day
More from today
Wishing for fewer words and more nuzzles — a fair trade in any childhood.
The shittiest pony in the field is somebody's whole universe, and that's a kind of magic.
May your wishes be heard by ears that twitch, not lips that argue back.
She'd trade a hundred clever friends for one pony who shows up uninvited.
Wishing to be understood by something that doesn't need her to perform — that's the real ask.
Ugly pony, brave girl, quiet afternoon — that's a trinity worth defending.
Let the conversation be one-sided. The pony's silence is the most generous reply she'll get all week.
Some girls wish for crowns; smarter ones wish for ponies who don't expect any.
If the pony could talk, it would probably say less and mean more than anyone she knows.
Wishing your worst-looking ally still trots over when you call — that's love unbothered by optics.
The pony doesn't care she's awkward today. That's the whole point of the wish.
A girl, a fence, a homely pony — the universe occasionally arranges itself perfectly.
Wishing for company that doesn't keep score, doesn't post, doesn't leave when the apples run out.
She'll outgrow the wish, but never the lesson — the ugly pony was always enough.
She remembered before anyone else did — and that's the part I'll carry longest.
A small voice, a crooked card, and suddenly the year tilts kinder.
Her happy birthday landed sideways and stuck — exactly how the best ones do.
Wishes from someone who still draws hearts with four lobes hit differently.
She didn't rehearse it. That's why it travelled straight through.