Have the bizarre fetish about getting thumped in the face by strong, hot mares  
You don’t know why, it’s just been driving you crazy  
Start dating Tempest, hoping for some sweet hoof-to-face satisfaction  
You dream of getting thumped by her, as hard as she can, just once  
She refuses to do it because she’s seen the error of her ways  
One day you have a plan. You start being a dick to Tempest.  
Soon she’ll flip out and thump you good  
It’s been several days, you’ve been speaking to other mares and avoiding her eye contact  
She’s still too sweet though, time to kick it up a notch  
One day, during the smallest of conversations, you big it up to sound like a passionate argument  
Then you slap her. HARD. Leaving three gashes across the previously unscarred half of her face  
She doesn’t hit back. She just stares at you in catatonic shock  
FFS you really want her to thump you right in the face  
You try to touch a nerve with her, maybe insults will work  
“Those scars will go great with your ruined eye and stumpy horn!”  
She’s so shocked, she can hardly speak  
She is so close to freaking out and punching you, you can feel it  
“I hate you! You were a badass when we first met, now you’re just a pussy!”  
She’s… apologising to you? No, that can’t be right…  
You decide to go for desperate measures. You threaten to break up with her  
She’s begging you not to, but still no rage. She says she can’t be alone again  
You look her right in the eyes, and dump her  
She freezes on the spot, horrified. You’ve just destroyed the new life she built with you  
You lean in, putting your face in range of her hoof  
Expecting the most forceful punch in Equestrian history  
The world seems to lie still. That moment of tension. She’s gonna thump you any second now  
Instead, she begins to shiver and shake  
After another second, she collapses into a broken pile of sobbing and wailing  
Oh shit  
What have you done  
You fucked up so god damn much, oh my fucking god  
Before you can draw breath to apologise, she gallops out of the room, and out of your life  
You never see nor hear from her again  
This horrible memory follows you through your whole life, right up to your deathbed  

I did it.
But at what cost?

 
Your immortal soul, is all. But that’s ok, you weren’t using it anyway.
 

 
Gonna use it (your soul) as a coaster for margaritas. Maybe. Haven’t decided. I just have so many of them.
 
[edit: Upvoted because artists who do what their muse tell them, at the cost of their own conscience, are often the best]

@Background Pony #F8CC
I was talking about the meme in general. Seriously, what kind of bronie enjoys watching ponies suffer physical and emotional abuse?

1. Seeing her again  
2. Apologising repeatedly  
3. Bringing her flowers and gifts  
4. Breaking down/sobbing in front of her  
5. On your knees begging for forgiveness  
6. Her final answer