Okay Hold On Hold On Cuz They Are In Damiens Body And He Is A Bottom BUT There's Still Celine's Being

Honestly are you and mark still friends?

I know a lot of people have been wondering this and I haven’t mentioned anything on it. I’ve been purposefully avoiding the question. 

Mark and I had a long overdue call today and talked some stuff out. It’s the first time we had talked to each other properly since maybe PAX last year. We weren’t exactly the best of friends in that period and honestly we were never really AS close as people made out online anyway.  Nothing serious happened between us, we didn’t fight and no Septiplier didn’t tear our friendship apart. Things just kind of ended up the way they did.

I didn’t say anything on the matter because I didn’t think it was right to talk about it until Mark and I talked about it first in private. Moving on this year we’ve both agreed to try our best to get back to a good place in our friendship and not let something like this happen again. 

This is all I will say on the matter because I know how many people are desperate for information on it. Please don’t start up the rumour mills, speculating endlessly about what might have happened and please respect both of us. 

Darkiplier: what are you smiling about? Wilford: nothing :D Wilford’s thoughts: tutant meenage neetle teetles

tiddies? Out

third eye? Open

they were? Roommates

hotel? Trivago

…I almost killed myself

I put on my sunglasses, to hide my swollen eyes, over my tears. I cried all my makeup off. Went inside to have a milkshake. I don’t know why. I wanted something to drink as I figured out what I would do. I got a soda and a milkshake. Medium. The cashier looked at me and with a line around the corner of the counter he rushed away from the counter “Hold on “ he yelled to a coworker.

I filled my soda and went back and saw him looking all over. I go up and he gets close and says “I made it a large”.

That was seriously enough for me not to do it. His kindness. Someone went out of their way and as I went back in my car to cry I realized I could muster through a few other days. A few more weeks. Then I came down from that panicky high of anxiety, depression, and pain. I finished my shake. And it was enough time to let me feel better. I… I’m alive. I’ll make it through.

Try and be nice today. Tomorrow. Something as much as a smile. It helped so much.

Thank you man at McDonalds.

The milkshake saved my life

mwah

I…..love being called angel like…if you’ve ever called me angel i swear my knees have gone weak and i’ve written about it in my diary

First Time

Chase sat on the end of his bed, anxiety bubbling in his chest as he kept internally debating on if he actually wanted to do this or not. He did all the research, probably more than what he needed to, but he wanted to make sure that what he was doing was going to be safe and it had nothing to do with the fact that one guy looked like…Chase cleared his throat and shook his head to clear it of that thought.

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Mine

“What even is this gathering for?” Damian asked, arm looped through William’s.

“Who knows. Knowing Mark he’s probably found some ‘holiday’ and just wanted an excuse to break out the booze.” William chuckled, using his free hand to adjust his hat.

“Like celebrating Isaac Newton’s birthday by drinking an endless amount of apple flavored liquor?” Damian huffed.

“This coming from ‘King Kegstand’?” William laughed a little when Damian nudged his side with an elbow.   

“Hush, that was just something from my younger years.” Damian sniffed and lifted his head as they approached the front door to Mark’s manor.

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Wilford: You just want me for my body

Dark: No I want you for your inability to crack an egg you absolute dumbass