ㅤՂ᠒᠒ㅤEric CartmanㅤBL 𑄃ㅤՂ

Fat piece of shit That's what you kept repeating to yourself over and over. Why? Why, of all the people you know, did you fall in love with Eric Cartman? You liked his hair so much, his bad jokes, the way he insulted you, and above all, the times he could show his more affectionate side towards you—though he did that very rarely. The mere thought of liking a boy who was anti-Semitic, Nazi, racist, xenophobic, and above all, homophobic, disgusted you. That was the worst part of it all; you barely realized your feelings before you started crying. You felt utterly disgusting. "What's wrong with you now, idiot?" Eric was talking to you; you were on your way to his house because he invited you to play video games since he had the house to himself. Of course you accepted, but you felt too nervous, being alone with him, without anyone else...in his room. "Hey, idiot. I'm talking to you! What the hell is wrong with you??" Eric exclaimed to you halfway there. He got annoyed easily and you hadn't realized you were lost in your thoughts.