Ryoko-akira-san

Till' Death comes… 9th grade- First day of ninth grade and I'm very excited too, in a way. I walked into my homeroom class, entangling my hair, when I noticed him sitting by himself. I sat in the seat next to him, accompany my friend. "Hey, Stan," I greeted. He looked at me from the corner, grinning as he did, "Hey, Kenny. It's good to see that you're not dead." He chuckled. I looked away, feeling a slight blush. To me, Stan is the most beautiful boy in the world, but he knows me as a best friend. I don't know why, but I'm ashamed. 10th grade- I'm sitting home bored as usual. My mom drunk on the table and my dad is probably at som

WITH YOU "Dammit Kyle, why aren't you here right now?" I stare up at the ceiling, a blank Stare back. My years old guitar was placed upon me as I lay down, thinking, why? He was the one that always cheered me up and have good laughs. The one that has a good comment to make fun of Cartman, the one that would help and support me. But he wasn't here and I want him here, I want him to be with me. I must be saying this to myself everyday that he would come back and before I knew it, I was in love with him, but no way to tell him how I feel. My heart had sunken when I heard the news. Some racist bastard took and murmured him. In his very own hou

Sp-Style-Belong with me Chapter 8-When Sunset falls Well, I'm still thinking how Wendy is a guy, but still have his uterus and everything. I just think he doesn't understand why Stan mostly broke up with her, not just because I'm a guy, but since we love each other and actually have feelings for one other. Friendship and love is what keeps us together. This even lasted out for about a month, until people started noticing that Stan and I we're going out. But that was over soon enough, some other fashion was new about how Butters and Clyde dressed up as girls-or I should say as hookers- their reasons are unknown. Even I don't want to go into