I saw Markiplier, and walked right passed him. Here's why. Wuteva u dont care. Okay.
I am the world’s stupidest fuck. God gave a damn lemon more scence than he did for me.
One day, I was using my stupid, noodle legs for a walk. And guess wut? It was a god, a legend, an angel that fell down from heaven.
It was @markiplier. I saw him. Me, myself and I, saw Markiplier, and never put that name in vain.
Mark had his hair newly dyed RED. Last time I saw him, his hair was BLUE. Therefore, I didn’t recognize the man.
I thought to myself, *wowwie! He looks quite familiar!* but not familiar enough for my blind eyes! I -walk- right passed him.
I didnt know who the frick he was.
But it was the god, the legend, the angel that feel down from heaven, Markiplierrrr…
I will never forgive myself. I don’t know why I haven’t noticed until now. My life is an illusion.
A pretty dumb one too.
I moved to the easten side of the U.S and currently in New Jersey. That ONE AND ONLY TIME I CAN GO TO LOS ANGELES, I BLEW IT. FML.