will grayson, will grayson
tiny: STOP TELLING ME I HAVE IT SO EASY! do you have any idea what you're talking about? because i'm a person, too. and i have problems, too. and even though they might not be your problems, they're still problems.
me: like what?
tiny: you may not have noticed, but i'm not what you'd call conventionally beautiful. in fact, you might say that i'm the opposite of that. say, you know -- to vocalized, sometimes ad nauseam? do you think that there's any minute in any day when i'm not aware of how big i am? do you think there's a single minute that goes by when i'm not thinking about how other people see me? even though i have no control whatsoever over that? don't get me wrong -- i love my body, but i'm not so much of an idiot to think that everybody else loves it. what really gets to me -- what really bothers me -- is that it's all people see. ever since i was a not-so-little kid. hey, tiny, want to play football? hey, tiny, how many burgers did you eat today? hey, tiny, you ever lose your dick down there" hey, tiny, you're going to join the basketball team whether you like it or not. just don't try to look at us in the locker room! does that sound easy to you, will?
i'm about to say something, but he holds up his hand.
tiny: you know what? i'm totally at peace with being big boned. and i was gay long before i know what sex was. it's just who i am, and that's great. i don't want to be thin or conventionally beautiful or straight or brilliant. no, what i really want -- and what i never get -- is to be appreciated. do you know what it's like to work so hard to make sure everyone's happy, and to have not a single person recognize it? i can work my ass off bringing together the other will grayson and jane -- no appreciation, only grief. i write this whole musical that's basically about love, and the main character in it -- besides me, of course -- is phil wrayson, who needs to figure some things out, but is all-in-all a pretty wonderful guy, and does will get that? no. he freaks out. i do everything i can to be a good boyfriend with you -- no appreciation, only grief. i try to make this musical so it can bring something to show that we all have something to sing -- no appreciation, only grief. this musical is a gift, will, my gift to the world. it's not about me. it's about what i have to share. there's a difference -- i see it, but i am worried that i am the only frickin' one who sees it. you think i have it easy, will? are you really dying to try on these sized fifteens? because every morning when i wake up, i have to convince myself that, yes, by the end of the day, i will be able to do something good, that's all i ask -- to be able to do something good. not for myself, you whinny shithead bastard complainer who incidentally, i really, really like. but for my friends, for other people.
will grayson, will grayson
~ David Levithan wrote this passage.
In my opinion, Tiny rocks. Throughout the book, anyone that meets him is soon to agree that he is as fabulous as he knows himself to be. He has had 17 boyfriends and I believe it is simply because he is such a gravitational force that everyone gets pulling into his atmosphere whenever they get near him. On my good days, I see life as Tiny does. I am there to do good, I am happy with who I have become and who I am. On the bad days I am more like Levithan's other character, will grayson. Depressed but working my way through the process.
***** great read
tiny: STOP TELLING ME I HAVE IT SO EASY! do you have any idea what you're talking about? because i'm a person, too. and i have problems, too. and even though they might not be your problems, they're still problems.
me: like what?
tiny: you may not have noticed, but i'm not what you'd call conventionally beautiful. in fact, you might say that i'm the opposite of that. say, you know -- to vocalized, sometimes ad nauseam? do you think that there's any minute in any day when i'm not aware of how big i am? do you think there's a single minute that goes by when i'm not thinking about how other people see me? even though i have no control whatsoever over that? don't get me wrong -- i love my body, but i'm not so much of an idiot to think that everybody else loves it. what really gets to me -- what really bothers me -- is that it's all people see. ever since i was a not-so-little kid. hey, tiny, want to play football? hey, tiny, how many burgers did you eat today? hey, tiny, you ever lose your dick down there" hey, tiny, you're going to join the basketball team whether you like it or not. just don't try to look at us in the locker room! does that sound easy to you, will?
i'm about to say something, but he holds up his hand.
tiny: you know what? i'm totally at peace with being big boned. and i was gay long before i know what sex was. it's just who i am, and that's great. i don't want to be thin or conventionally beautiful or straight or brilliant. no, what i really want -- and what i never get -- is to be appreciated. do you know what it's like to work so hard to make sure everyone's happy, and to have not a single person recognize it? i can work my ass off bringing together the other will grayson and jane -- no appreciation, only grief. i write this whole musical that's basically about love, and the main character in it -- besides me, of course -- is phil wrayson, who needs to figure some things out, but is all-in-all a pretty wonderful guy, and does will get that? no. he freaks out. i do everything i can to be a good boyfriend with you -- no appreciation, only grief. i try to make this musical so it can bring something to show that we all have something to sing -- no appreciation, only grief. this musical is a gift, will, my gift to the world. it's not about me. it's about what i have to share. there's a difference -- i see it, but i am worried that i am the only frickin' one who sees it. you think i have it easy, will? are you really dying to try on these sized fifteens? because every morning when i wake up, i have to convince myself that, yes, by the end of the day, i will be able to do something good, that's all i ask -- to be able to do something good. not for myself, you whinny shithead bastard complainer who incidentally, i really, really like. but for my friends, for other people.
will grayson, will grayson
~ David Levithan wrote this passage.
In my opinion, Tiny rocks. Throughout the book, anyone that meets him is soon to agree that he is as fabulous as he knows himself to be. He has had 17 boyfriends and I believe it is simply because he is such a gravitational force that everyone gets pulling into his atmosphere whenever they get near him. On my good days, I see life as Tiny does. I am there to do good, I am happy with who I have become and who I am. On the bad days I am more like Levithan's other character, will grayson. Depressed but working my way through the process.
***** great read
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