It was march 22, the day of the emo convention. You put on a fresh outfit consisting of a My Chemical 🅱️romance shirt and black skinny jeans. As you were walking out of your room, you noticed an eyeliner pen sitting on your desk. You picked it up in your filthy rat hands. Walking to the mirror, you chanted the emo summoning words and then poof. In front of you stood a secksy boy with perfectly-done eyeliner and soft emo hair. Pete fucking Wentz. He did ur eyeliner and then disappeared. U were now one sexy ass emo. Thanks Pete.
(Time skip uwuu)
U arrived at the emo convention. Emos were everywhere. u felt like u belonged.
You walked in with ur airpods in.. pfft look at all these broke ass emos. But then ur mouth dropped. Standing in front of you was a blue haired emo boy. Frank ____(crankthatfranks last name idk what it is)! Yeemo lord and savior. You cut off his toes and took a selfie with him. He was ur idol uwu. Suddenly he walked over to a piano that was in the middle of the room. All emos went quiet. Suddenly, Frank took one of his rat fingers and
He pressed the mother🅱️ucking G Note.
Everyone, including you and him convulsed and fucking died.
The end.
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