when boys stretch and their shirt rides up a little and shows the part of their lower tummy that just meets their hips
when that part of their tummy has a happy trail
when you see the waistband of their underwear
boys
tHAT RESPONSE WAS SIMULTANEOUSLY METAL AND BHUDDA
I like this kid
he dies
and on sundays we dont wear underwear because wow who the fuck cares its sunday
^
new favourite poem. this is so powerful.
this is so beautiful.
omg
I love this so much
why cant i write like this im crying





