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God damn it I’m starting to hate this place and hate this stupid blog. I know, i know, it’s suppose to be for stan’s benefit and yada yada but god there is too much going on right now. 

I guess this is the part of the show where I update about life and junk. I haven’t been sleeping well because of my own nightmares. Already had ones about when I was a kid and now I have worse ones about Stan. I’ve been chain-smoking like crazy lately. I actually threw up behind the school when smoking. I hate the goth kids, but I can bum cigarettes off them. I didn’t tell them much since I fucking hate them, but honestly? Henrietta really is the kindest of the group. She’s the most sane. Kinda like a mom figure. The others however can literally go light themselves on fire. I saw Gary during free period. I beat him up. Didn’t mention why. Just did it. I saw him and all I saw was red. I don’t really remember it. Got detention for it but its worth it. He hurt Stan. He hurt my entire world. He hurt the only innocent thing left in this town. (Okay, minus Tweek and Butters. They’re pretty soft still even after we grew up, but Tweek’s in the hospital too and Butters is just an idiot.)

I don’t want Stan to worry but I might have to go to a doctor soon. Not a mental one, but a legit physical doctor. I don’t sleep. My lungs hurt all the time. (I know its the smoking so shut the fuck up. i just need to make sure it’s not anything serious yet) I can’t believe I’m saying it, i wish i was a kid again. Even though those times really fucked me up once I realized what we did, what happened to us, it still was much simpler then.

I want this to end

just because the show you like showcases characters being assholes to each other doesn’t mean you should be the same way