Septiplier just got real. you read this, i just wanted mark and jack to know...it's not to late. I love you guys so much and hope that everyone will give th When e ship another try, once a fan always a fan.
I need to go. I'm crying as i write this...
Jack's POV YouTube is the best thing that ever happened to me. I would have never met my friends, fans, or Mark....it pained me to think about how it could never be. He'll never know how much it hurts when he said, "Septiplier is dead. I will never be your boyfriend!". When i slapped him....i felt so much hate...i love him. He doesn't feel for me. Please Mark....i love you. Forgive me baby. I stopped. I began growing fearful of what might happen if someone found my journal. Now i had to find a new place to hide it. It was a rainy day and i was stuck inside writing in my journal. I thought about Mark and began to write about him. D*** I miss that korean b****** so much. I can't wait til they visit next week. But Mark would never understand how much i.... I threw my journal on the floor and stood up. I pushed all of the c*** off my desk onto the floor as i trashed my room. I cried as i grabbed the knife in my bottom drawer, i charged at the picture on the wall i had of Mark and began to rip it to shreds with my knife and nails as tears of agony and lusts for him fell off of my face and onto the floor. I stopped and looked at the picture...what was i doing?! I threw down the knife and fell on my knees. "LOVE ME MARK!!!WHY CAN'T YOU LOVE ME?!", I cried out into the night air...but i knew nobody could hear me...nobody could care. I leaned my body on the side of the wall. Trying to stay calm between deep sobs. "M-mark.....why must you be so far from me...". This pain consumed me like fire. I was burnt out....alone....nobody in the world knew it.
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