To My Super Best-Friend, Stan Marsh.
[In this story, it includes/implies topics such as rape, SA (sexual assault), suicide, blood, vomiting, EDs (eating disorders), and SH (self-harm). If these topics trigger or make you uncomfortable, I'd suggest not reading. Thank you.]
[Another disclaimer! This story was originally written on Google Docs, but I copied and pasted it to Wattpad so I could find more people who would enjoy reading it! On Google Docs you can use multiple fonts on the same document and increase or decrease the size of your text. Unfortunately, those features don't transfer onto Wattpad, so if you're confused about what's going on, please say something in the comments or reach out and I can try to explain what is happening! This is also a good place to mention, that this story had no ghostwriting or editing, this was really only my first draft of the fanfic, so if you find spelling/grammar mistakes among the text, please tell me so I can edit it for your clarity! Times when it's implied the characters are texting each other and words are abbreviated are *PURPOSEFUL.* By the way, "[sic]" isn't an abbreviation, it means the word was purposefully spelled incorrectly by the author an d is usually used for author's editors to not think it was a spelling mistake.]
[Also, this is a South Park fan-fiction, I do not own South Park (lol), I'm just a big fan, and felt like writing this. These are all headcanons just so you know, you do *not* have to agree with these. Please don't attack me for the headcanons in this story!!]
[FINALLY, Sorry for the horrible cover!! I don't really know what to make it, if you have any ideas for what it should be, it would really help! Thanks!]
IF YOU READ ALL OF THIS TYSM!!!!
