I Can Hardly Spell My Name
art by Zteif
inspired by the fic I Can Hardly Spell My Name
written by shrinknviolet
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"I want to, okay?" Stan said. "But he won't want to hear that." Kyle laughed quietly. Wouldn't believe him was more like it. No wonder Tweek was on Stan's side. He came off as perfectly rational, heart-wrenchingly earnest. Kyle closed his eyes and wished he had that afternoon in Stan's room on film. He would strap a DVD player to his chest and put it on repeat.
- excerpt from I Can Hardly Spell My Name
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