Someone messaged me and asked what my accounts were.
All my fan accounts are in my bio but here are my personals:
Instagram: Stacie.xs
Twitter: StacieMayXS
Kik: Staciee_Mayy
Snapchat: Staciee_May
Always on those so if you ever want to talk then message me on those lmao

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{{Fuck Bitches Get Money Hoe}}

Today @ 12:38

Jackaboy: I want pizza

Poods: so get some

Jackaboy: I don't want to get up

Today @ 2:37 PM

Markiplier: hey

Jackaboy: yo babe

Markimoo: when are you leaving

Jackaboy: tomorrow

Markimoo: <3

Markimoo: I can't wait to see your gorgeous face again

Markimoo: I miss you, love.

Jackaboy: I miss you too angel

Markimoo: ;(

Jackaboy: tomorrow! ;)

Markimoo: ;/

Jackaboy: what, Angel?

Markimoo: I just miss you a lot

Jackaboy: I miss you too.

Markimoo: i found a cute photo of us last night

Jackaboy: lemme see

Markimoo:

Jackaboy: aww

Markimoo: hurry up and get here

Jackaboy: I'll be there soon :)

CinKen: that was so adorable to watch

Matt: MARK'S CRYING

Ryan: don't be an asshole Matthew

Markimoo: I'm fucking sorry

Markimoo: it's not like your boyfriend lives on the other side of the world you piece of shit

Markimoo: ;(

{{Markimoo changed the group name to Matthew is a Bitch.}}

Jackaboy: you can always skype me yaknow

Markimoo: yeah but when it's a good time for me it's a bad time for you

Jackaboy: shut up I'm always okay with skipping an hour of recording or missing an hour of sleep to skype you.

Jackaboy: I miss you just as much as you miss me, Angel.

WatsOnYourMind: come cuddle with me Mark

Markimoo: I'm not moving come cuddle with me

Jackaboy: aw

RyanMagee: just some bros cuddling

Markimoo: I wish Jack was here I hate Matthew

WatsOnYourMind: Fuck you

WatsOnYourMind: I'm not cuddling with you now

Markimoo: it's cool

Jackaboy: wanna skype

Markimoo: I don't want to cry in front of you

**Incoming Skype Call from Jackafuckboi**

Mark wiped his cheeks furiously before answering the call. He looked down at his lap, looking up slightly when he heard Jack.

"Hi, baby." He smiled lightly at Jack. "Please stop crying. I don't want to see those beautiful eyes filled with sadness." He spoke calmly to Mark.

A tear streamed down Mark's cheek. "I miss you so much." He looked down, bringing his hand up to his forehead. Jack sighed, forcing his tears back.

"I miss you too, Mark. But I'll be there tomorrow. We can cuddle and just be together all day. We can do anything you want." Mark looked up, smiling lightly.

"I'm so glad you're moving here." Mark told him, but watched as Jack's head fell. "Right?"

"Um...." Jack kept his eyes from the screen, not wanting to see the disappointment on Mark's face. "I don't think so..." He said quietly.

Mark's eyebrows furrowed, frowning. "W-what?"

"I don't think so. I mean... My family is here.." He kept his tone low, scared to talk louder. "I'm sorry, Mark."

Mark's head had dropped and he was chocking back tears. "I'll talk to you later, Sean." Mark told him before hanging up.

He immediately broke into sobs, pushing his laptop away from him and pulling his knees to his chest. He began to hyperventilate from the sobs racking through his body.

Matt walked through his bedroom door, glancing down at the man sobbing and hyperventilating into his knees. "Oh no, Mark." Matt sat beside him, rubbing his back. "What happened?"

"H-he's n-not moving h-here. How a-are we going to l-last? I don't want t-to lose h-him." Mark continued crying, ignoring his phone that was vibrating over and over on his nightstand.

"He can still visit all the time and just because he's not moving here now doesn't mean he's never going to, Mark." Matt told him, rubbing his back again.

Mark leaned into him, trying to calm down but failing. "I love him so much." Matt comforted him, smiling when he said those words.

Matt kissed his forehead lightly. "Then don't let him go." He told Mark quietly, letting him continue to sniffle and cry into his chest.

He noticed that Mark had stopped making noise and was now just leaning against his friend. Matt glanced down, seeing Mark's eyes closed and sighed.

"You're always dealing with you're sadness by sleeping, huh Mark?" He whispered as he laid Mark down and covered him.

He grabbed Mark's laptop and put it away before grabbing his phone. He glanced at it before unlocking it.

Jackaboy: I'm sorry

Jackaboy: I really am Angel

Jackaboy: I just don't think I can leave my family

Jackaboy: I know you're upset and so am I

Jackaboy: I'm crying too, love, but I just can't do that. Especially not with doing YouTube and everything. There's too much fan mail and furniture and delicate electronics.

Jackaboy: I'm sorry.

Markimoo: hey this is Matt, Mark went to sleep

Jackaboy: fuck

Markimoo: he'll be okay

Jackaboy: am I still coming tomorrow?

Markimoo: yes.

Jackaboy: are you sure he's gonna want to see me?

Markimoo: he needs reassurance that he's not going to lose you

Markimoo: that's why he's so upset, it's so much easier for you to date someone there so he's nervous you'll give up on him

Jackaboy: vise versa

Markimoo: I'll see you tomorrow, Jack. Have a safe flight.

Jackaboy: Thanks

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