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Dear Diary,
Though wasting my time on mindless video games while being mentally ridiculed by Marsh isn't how I necessarily enjoy spending my time, the arcade was alright yesterday. I guess I'm obligated to say, thanks for inviting me. But there was something bothering me the whole time we were there. I mean, I know you and Stan are like buds and all- Sorry, 'Super Best Friends'... But what's up with all that touchy feely shit?
I've known you both since elementary school and he's always been like that. Though lately, he's been acting weirder than usual. Actually, ever since Wendy left him to go screw around with that tub of lard to be exact. Call me crazy, call me a liar, whatever... But it seems to me that Marsh has a little faggy crush on you.
Kyle, I'm telling you this as your friend. I'm only looking out for your own good when I tell you this... I think it would be best for you and Stan to stop hanging out for awhile. Anyone with eyes can see that he wants to screw you. And your going to get hurt. No, seriously. Your going to get hurt; it's obvious that you would be bottom. But, yeah. The way he stares at you, the way he hugs you from behind and always keeps an arm around your waist. He even refuses to let you leave his side without a good enough reason. And apparently, in his eyes, going to go play Fast and Furious with Dylan isn't considered a good reason to leave the almighty Stan's side. Yeah, I noticed that by the way.
I guess I'm just overreacting for whatever reason, though. I mean, your not even gay. And even if you were, you can do a hell of a lot better that him. I'm done ranting, I guess I'll give this to you later.
Signed,
Dylan