DISCLAIMER!I dont own skinny love by Birdy or south park

come on skinny love just last the year,
Pour a little salt we were never here,
my my my my my my my-my my-my,
staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.

I ran into the bathroom with Stan. I was sickned by what i saw. I covered my mouth with my heand and fell to my knees with tears in my eyes as i looked on at what was in front of me.

Stan pulled his phone out and called the cops. But i knew it was too late.

Tell my love to wreck it all,
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall,
My my my my my my my-my my-my,
right in the moment this orders tall,

There was just too much blood. I thought about when this might have started.

Maybe it was when his brother hung himself. Or when his father got arrested and his sister was taken into state care. He was left because someone had to take care of their mother.

and i told you to be patient,
and i told you to be fine,
and i told you to be balenced,
and i told you to be kind,
and in the morning ill be with you,
But it will be a diffrent kind,
Cause ill be holding all the tickets,
and youll be owning all the fines,

He had always had such a hard life. We tried to help him all the time. Offering to help ay rent, or to get him a job with them, or give him clothes. But he would always turn it down. He always said he had that tiny bit of pride where he can provide for himself. No matter how it happened.

He always made time for others too.

Come on skinny love, what happened here?
suckle on my hope in light brassieres,
My my my my my my my-my my-my
sullen load is full, so slow on the split,

I watched on the floor with tearsd comming out of my eyes as police and doctors came in and took his body away. When they lifted him up razor blades fell to the ground. Covered in blood.

Stan helped me up and held me in his arms while in cried into his shirt. He too had tears in his eyes.

I saw Cartman in the doorway with wide eyes and a worried expression on his face. He looked like a deer in head lights. he was breathing hard with sweat on his brow. He probubly ran here after he too got the text message.

and i told you to be patient,
and i told you to be fine,
and i told you to be balenced,
and i told you to be fine,
and now our love is wasted,
then who the hell was I?

We sat in the waiting room seeing if the doctors could ahve done anything to help him. Many epople were here. Me, Stan, Cartman, Craig's group, a lot of the girls, and even his sister was allowed to come.

Some one i diddnt see was his own mother.

Cause now im breakin at the britches,
and the end of all your lines,

I stood up when i saw a dfoctor come in. I fell back down to my seat when i saw his grim expression.

Everyone started to taer up as the doctor told us the news, "Im sorry. He diddnt make it,"

I cried and cried till my parents ahd to come and take me home.

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
And who will fall far behind?

at school the next day i walk in happily. I walk into class and sit down in my seat.

"Hey Kyle," My table partner said grimmly.

"Hey Kenny," I said happily, "Whered you go yesterday? I thought you were comming over to watch the season premeire of Terrance and phillip,"

Kenny sighed, "Yeah well... i couldnt make it. I diddnt expect you to remember. I just hoped it'd work this time,"

I looked at him confused, "What do you mean ken?"

Kenny sighed but looked at me and smiled waving it off, "Nothing just me blabbing, you know the usual. So did youdo yeasterdays homework?"

"Yeah," I say. And walk into the room.

Come on skinny love,
my my my my my my my-my my-my...

Actually i couldnt really remember what i did yeasterday... its all kinda fuzzy... Oh well i probubly just went to bed early ro something.

my my my my my my my-my my-my

In case it diddnt make sense to anyone.

The story ends with Kenny commiting suicide, and everyone sad after kyle and Stan had found him.

Then the next day, no one rememebrs...

like always...

and life goes on like kenny diddnt commit suicide... though he will probubly try it again in teh future...

But yeah. i was just listening to this songand trhought id write something depressing for everyone!

Your.

Welcome.

again, i dont own skinnt love, Birdy does, and i dont own south park, Trey Parker and Matt Stone do~siyera