Everything in south park is miserable

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"Stan you really need to stop sleeping in your room all fucking day, go outside for a damn change" Randy muttered slamming Stan's bedroom door. It was almost the end of summer and the only people Stan really kept in touch with was his three best friends he's had since childhood. He really didnt want to be friends with anyone else, new people annoyed him beyond belief.
The fatass he called a friend wasnt that much of a friend really, in fact he mildly hated Cartman. He didnt like how inconsiderate and an asshole he was, of course he was just as much of an asshole so he couldn't say much of anything.
Kenny was definitely one of the best people he knew, even if all he did was talk about tits he was a good person. Everyone had problems but kenny never seemed to get a break in his eyes, Kenny now was 15 and had multiple jobs to stay stable for him and Karen, Kevin was no longer in the picture so it was really just kenny. He worked so hard to make sure his little sister was cared for, but got nothing in return. Kenny had stayed over a lot over summer, although Kyle will always be his super best friend Kenny is definitely a close second.
Kyle is a good person in his eyes, he was different than anyone he's ever met from South Park but that's a good thing. He's always nice to anyone he's ever met, even fatass surprisingly. He's only changed slightly with all of us growing up, his grades are still perfect. His mom is is still the biggest douche in the world and we're still super best friends.
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Then there's me, a creature of habit. Growing up I've become more like my parents and I really hate it, Shelly's gone. Not dead but gone, she ran away when she was 15 with her 34 year old boyfriend. Not like i liked Shelly but she was still family. The only problems I have is a drinking problem, and because of that I've drove most of my family away. I can hear Sharon crying in her room every night, I'm turning into the one person she didn't want me to be and i hate myself for it.

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