"my skin's always been too thin, always a size too small. i feel too much for arm punches in the backseats of mini vans, jokingly swished hips in dark-lit basements."
"nowhere i can put this tangled mass of difference inside me, nowhere to run from the feeling that i can never be you. i'll never get what you have. i'll never be what you are."
"nowhere i can put this tangled mass of difference inside me, nowhere to run from the feeling that i can never be you. i'll never get what you have. i'll never be what you are."