Ur Gay? [Multiship] (A Gay, Emo Group Chat)

Nips On Your Lips

~Moanday Moaning~

darlin wheats changed their nickname to 'dadlon weekends'

milk chayld: guys

milk chayld: brendons dead

emo tomato: ARE YOU JOKING

milk chayld: no

milk chayld: guys i dont know what to do i can't breathe

mikey mikey moo: this better be some kind of fucking sick ass joke

milk chayld: its not

hayley williamz: what

milk chayld: he hit his head when he fell down the stairs and

milk chayld: i cant believe this

emo tomato: haha funny joke

milk chayld: gerard im being 100% honest

eyeliner fuckboy: theres no way

bic pentes: WAIT WHAT

Sp00pyjim: what what omg

Boner™: what

milk chayld: yeah the funeral will be like next week but we have to get his death certificate and stuff

emo tomato: im sorry ryan

gaydonurine: RYAN STOP TELLING PEOPLE IM DEAD

Boner™: THANK FUCKING GOD

emo tomato: BOI I NEARLY HAD A STROKE

eyeliner fuckboy: FUCKER GAYS I WAS
P A N I C K E D

milk chayld: HAHAHAHAHAHAH I
LOVE PLAYING THE SUFFERING WIDOW™

mexican tree branch: read that as window oops

oliver oil: shame i was hoping he was really dead

gaydonurine: u kno what fuk u oil

therickyhorrorshow: i was so tired i forgot what dead meant

runny radkle: dead means being free from the shitstain of this earth

Awstenn: okay thanks mr depression

runny radkle changed their nickname to mr depression

mr depression: such emo much depression

Gay Forest Boy: whoa all this talk of death is making me hungry

emo tomato: who tf are you jeffrey dahmer?? ? ,?

emo tomato: jeffery dahmer wouldve loved u pete

eyeliner fuckboy: why am i the obvious target for a serial killer

mikey mikey moo: bc hair

eyeliner fuckboy: r u saying my hair will get me killed

mikey mikey moo: yes.

joshuah fransexy: surprise! im the serial killer

oliver oil: we already established that you, me and joe are the murder triplets

mr depression: I want you to murder me

oliver oil: but i dont wanna do that

mr depression: just fucking do it

oliver oil: im a v inaccurate murder man anyway

oliver oil: I fired and I missed and then I fired again. And then I missed. And then I fired, and then I fired, and I missed. I missed both times. And then I fired. And I missed. This went on for several hours. And then I fired. And then I missed. And then I was out of bullets. And then I got sad. I had a popsicle. And then I passed out in the snow. Then I woke up, and then I reloaded. And then I fired. And then I missed. I missed again. I fired. I hit something, but it wasn't what I was going for, so I guess I missed. I passed out again. Had another popsicle. I had a dream that I was firing at something. I missed.