Holy shit, brochachos. I looked at my reads and found that I have over one thousand. What the actuall fuck. Why? How? I have no clue.
People are commenting and voting for things. Like, legit. It's weird... I have never had people appreciate anything I really do. It's weird because I'm not used to that. Not used to that at all.
You guys are my everything. And I mean that. Every single day I was grounded I was solely thinking about you. All of you. I was thinking about how sad it made me that I wasn't able to post. Sometimes I would try to sneak on at school, but it never worked. I only ever get yelled at.
But you make me smile. You give me a reason to live. To love. To be
YOU ARE READING
Markiplier: Once Upon A Time
Fanfiction!!! I MADE A PART TWO, WHICH IS MY CURRENT WORK. SO READ THIS AND THEN THE OTHER. OR JUST GO TO THE OTHER!!! Here you will find all the markiplier imagines you could possibly want to settle the unquenchable thirst for markiplier, sexyplier, warfstac...
