'and they loved eddie, more than they thought they could love anybody. eddie was easily the smallest of the group, both in stature and in height; but, they loved him. they loved him with his worries and his fears and his stupid gym shorts;

they loved him for his voice, and his messy bedhead, and subtly compressed chest that he prodded consistently with a glaze over his eyes. they loved him, and he was terrified, but they loved him, and he loved the losers club, too.

because with them, he was home.'

a playlist that starts horribly sad but slowly lifts

i love eddie kaspbrak and he deserved more

(this is very self indulgent don't @ me)

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