"he says he cannot see the weight i feel myself carry but i am an unstable giant in a small boy's body, i expand through my skin like my bones are a prison, i feel dark hands pushing against my ribs, i can hear something screaming if i just listen late nights, late nights, where the giant in me sinks her teeth deeply into the bits of my heart that are still beating. late nights where the texts go unanswered and nobody notices when i say things like "haha funny i'm so sad i'm dying" haha funny, haha the world is ending he says i am tiny, tiny, kissable, dainty. no thunderstorm, no rainfall, no tornado incoming. little beach waves. little seashell. i am pandora's box. i contain hell." [larry stylinson ] © babyboyfriends

Sequel for: Desires