I don't usually admit this willingly, but I'm scared. I'm very very scared.
I took the letter to Wendy since she knows practically everyone's handwriting and she was honestly stumped for awhile. She's doing a lot of research to help me figure out who wrote it and I thank her for it. Things might have been hard between us before, but we're figuring it out. She's still there to help us and I'm there to help if she needs me. (although i doubt im of any use to anyone at this point)
I've been smoking a lot more than I had been before. I wouldnt normally mention this, but my mom has been up my ass about it. I still follow her rules about where i can and not stinking up the house. It's just hard to relax lately. I dont know if Stan looks at my writings, but i hope he doesnt see this one. i dont want him worrying. he has too much going on right now. I ended up throwing up after my last bit of smoking. it was awful.
i dont know what to do without stan and im not there to protect him like i promised. i promised him id protect him when we were kids and i've held up that promise even into adulthood. I'm never going to stop protecting Stan. Not until the day I die.
-kyle
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Dear Stan Marsh
FanficArt by: Burquillos (via tumblr) Edited to become cover by me. Stan Marsh is 19 years old and suffering from depression and self-harm. He has been for a few years now, and it's become too much. Thanks to those around him, he's on the road to recovery...