Creepypasta Texts

Garbage-Chan

Jeff: your waifu is trash

Ben: please refer to her as Garbage-Chan thank you

Y/n: Garbage-Chan belongs in the Garbage Can

Edit: I forgot the lyrics

GTL:

Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now i'm covered in the colors pull apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue

Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don't know what it means
And he's blue
And he's blue