mac;*runs over to dylan* *hugs him* *crying*

mac:*lays there* warm....

mac: ??? *sad* im so stupid.....

mac:*wakes up* JOHN CENA

mac:*dead*

mac:* is dead*

mac: americaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa *dead*

mac: im o-ok

mac: N-NO *eyes turn purple*

mac:*curls up into a ball* 0^0

mac: 0^0 *holds on to trixy*

the wall was a fucking joke you idiots

mac:*crawls on roof* *falls down* sh- :-::

phil: :•:))mac:*grabs metal and some silk* yessssss

mac: :-: whyyyy))phil:*points a knife at dylan*))mac:*grabs phil* gr

mac: pickle rick *eats a pickle*

mac: i need my needles :-: i wanna make plooshies :-:

mac:*crawls into a cup* he he

mac:*gets up*

mac:*wakes up* ow.....