January 11th, 2013 | 210 Entries

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  1. Tears burst forth from her eyes, streaming down her cheeks and leaving her breathless as the sobs came. it was like a storm of emotions as they swirled around inside of her, trying to break their way out of her body and into the outside world. She didn’ tknow how much longer she could take it, curled up on the floor, waiting for the tears to stop, for her chest to stop constricting her lungs with every choked sound she made.

    By Serryphae URL on 01.11.2013

  2. Cry. Crying, always crying. The snow weeps from gutters as it melts and patters like rainfall. A constant whine for the outdoors, aching to be soggy with mud. My paws are ridden with burs and they smart with icicles, but the wind is a hug like no other.

    By Candice Kight URL on 01.11.2013

  3. I cried today. Again. He was still gone and there was nothing I could do to bring him back. Separated by an intangible distance. Come back to me. My wet face can’t take this hurt anymore. Cry Cry Cry again…come put a stop to this. Please. Please. I beg, I cry, weeping the salted tears down my worried eyes.

    By m on 01.11.2013

  4. Well, the last thing he wanted was to be seen crying. At a carnival. With his son. Fuck, he needed to get out of here. Come on, faster! Run, run for your fucking life! Do you want your son to think of you as less of a man? There are girls watching, even they’re not crying.

    By .Theo on 01.11.2013

  5. so happy for what’s to come, haven’t let the water run down my cheeks in what feels like years. all this hard work and it’s finally going to happen: his success. all this straining and work, all this effort and love. finally amounting to The Majors. the label and the docu. the fun and the games. the win. it’s here.

    By Lj on 01.11.2013

  6. I wont cry today. Maybe tomorrow. But my tears will ruin a village of ants. And I will establish my god like power. And then I will feel sad for them, and cry. cry and cry again……

    By lisa URL on 01.11.2013

  7. I wont cry today. Maybe tomorrow. But my tears will ruin a village of ants. And I will establish my god like power. And then I will feel sad for them, and cry. cry and cry again……

    By lisa URL on 01.11.2013

  8. the baby boy was just born. he was crying a lot. it seemed like it would never end. and it didn’t. so we left and waited for an hour. our mother came home and then we said hi to the new baby boy, sam. we just met him and he cute little clothes and yeah.
    my names is benjamin v lololololollololololololollolololololololollolololololololollolololololololololollolololololololollololololololollolololo

    By benjamin.verswijver URL on 01.11.2013

  9. I never cried. i didn’t cry when i fell down and scraped my knee. i didn’t cry when I fell out the apple tree and broke my arm. I didn’t cry when my big sister whispered to me behind our parents turned backs what Buddy going to the farm to live with our distant aunt forever really meant. I didn’t cry when grandma died. I didn’t cry when my big sister and my parents died in a car accident.
    Not once did I cry. Because I know that if I start I won’t be able to stop.
    And you told me that you were sick of me. You told me that I was clingy and annoying. You ditched me.
    And somehow this was so much worse than my family’s death. So much worse than excruciating pain.
    I just sat there uncomprehendingly at my bed for hours after you’d left. And then the first tear I could ever remember slipped out of eye. Soon followed by another. And another. And before I knew it, it was like a dam had burst. I couldn’t stop.
    I didn’t know what was happening. The oddest thing was happening. For some reason my eyes and face itched and burned like hell and I seemed to be sweating from my face a terribly lot and I couldn’t breath properly, only shallow rapid gasps for air was able to make it past the stone that had suddenly, disturbingly materialized itself in my throat.
    It took me longer then I’d like to admit for me to realize that I was bawling my eyes out for the first time I could remember.
    It was an awful, helpless, shameful, soul-wrenching feeling. And I couldn’t stop. All I could do was continue making theses strange, disgusting animal like keening noises as I hugged myself.
    And. I. Just. Couldn’t. Stop.
    Eventually I passed out. I’m okay now. I don’t ever smile or laugh or feel any particular emotion but I’ve finally stopped crying and the answer is no, I haven’t moved on. sorry to disappointing you. I really am. I loved you more than anything in the world. Still do. But I’ll continue living. Albeit a hollow meaningless life, bit it’s a life. It’s more than anything I ever thought I’d have after you left me.
    I hope you are happy where ever you are and I love you.
    I love you, I love you, I love you. You’re the only one that can make me cry.

    By Mya on 01.11.2013

  10. I am a man, and so I don’t cry, and yet there are so many moments when all I want to do is weep. Weep at the word, weep at my own filth.

    By Denis A. on 01.11.2013

  11. I haven’t felt the urge to cry over sadness in a long time. So much of me is healing,forgiving,focusing on all the pure things I can remember. Accepting love,erasing my past.

    By H on 01.11.2013

  12. Sometimes a good cry, from deep down in the heart is what is needed. There is so much evil in the world today that brings tears to my eyes. I look forward to the day when Jesus will wipe my tears away.

    By Chelsey on 01.11.2013

  13. weeping and mouring, the tears streak down my cheeks. such an agony, a weight that seems to knock the air out of my chest, and i can barely think. must get up, must keep going, must carry on, even if it’s only for another day.

    By Annie on 01.11.2013

  14. Marion wasn’t one to cry very often, but when her baby sister put her niece in her arms, well.

    After the problem of the disappeared baby, she couldn’t hold it in. The little girl was perfect.

    By GloriousClio URL on 01.11.2013

  15. She sat there sobbing.
    Her words were no longer an escape.
    Her tears her only exit.
    So with her cries.
    She was heard.
    And people paid attention.
    So, she felt happy and started to stop.
    Then, she faded away.
    She was upset.
    she began to cry once more.

    By Lyonel (Leon) on 01.11.2013

  16. “Don’t do it”
    I say,
    “Everything will be okay, eventually.”
    Yet this does not deter her, the limpid darling, and slowly she moves forward from her
    precarious position amongst my lashes
    and throws herself off
    down, down, barely brushing my skin
    until she is but a dead trickle upon my cheek

    I am sorry that I cannot prevent the little suicides of my tears

    By Perri on 01.11.2013

  17. I just to cry so badly. The only think I want more in the world is being happy ; but how can I achieve that when I don’t know how to be? My life is so fucked up right now…

    By Lucile on 01.11.2013

  18. C’est la deuxième fois que ce mot s’affiche sur mon écran. Est-ce normal ou est-ce le sort qui s’acharne sur moi? Alors que je fais tout pour être heureuse et que je tente, pour la première fois, d’aller mieux…

    By Lucile on 01.11.2013

  19. I long to cry
    I ache to weep with passion; to wail and break things
    Because that feeling, that hot sting of tears
    Is at least a feeling, of sorts
    And I have not felt anything but this absence,
    and this desperate apathy for as long as I could care to remember
    I want the cold, dry heaviness in my stomach
    to melt with sadness
    I don’t care any more if I cry in despair, or in eruptive anger, or of happiness, or guilt
    I just want to experience a flicker of emotion
    to tell myself
    that at least salty water
    remains within this shell

    By Perri on 01.11.2013

  20. She stared at him in shock. She no longer felt anything for him, but could not hold back tears as she tried bringing the last six years of their lives together to a conclusion. Through her watery eyes, she saw him staring back unblinking and seemingly unaffected. She knew then she had made the right decision to end the relationship. Now she wondered if she was wrong to have ever begun it.

    By Casual Fridays on 01.11.2013

  21. I spent the summer falling in love
    With you, my blessing from heavens above.
    A few seasons passed and you stole back your heart
    And now I am falling, but falling apart.

    By Carly URL on 01.11.2013

  22. When my parents are nice to me, I cry. When my parents are mean to me, I cry. When my parents ignore me, I cry.

    I feel like I grew out of this house like it’s a favorite old sweater– but I keep trying to wear it, no matter how itchy and uncomfortable it is–

    By Clara URL on 01.11.2013

  23. Crying more than once over the same thing is a waste of life, take advantage of life and find a way to move past it.

    By krystal on 01.11.2013

  24. one of the most refreshing things to do when all else fails—when all succeeds is to cry. it seems this is my bodies way of realizing its alive-ness—its physicality–its connection–its separation—its impulses—its responses—its release–its acknowlegment—crying.

    By Safon on 01.11.2013

  25. the words were too wet to read but at least outside they were drying…well actually freezing and her face was cold and burning where the tears had been. Too bad no one could hear her she thought someone might comfort her which was all she wanted, just a little softness on this cold day.

    By Stacey URL on 01.11.2013

  26. Some people think that what I was feeling was just me going through the motions. Some people think I was doing something that could kill me for something hopeless. But What I was doing was reliving the pain.

    By Lindy URL on 01.11.2013

  27. sad people when they get upset how they feel they let it all out it hurts sometimes someties its out of joy and soemtimes people are just mad and sad and happy i cry a lot crying is not good some people say but i disagree completely crying is good for the heart let it all out

    By SMD on 01.11.2013

  28. I cried when you spoke to me. I heard the glass in your words, and saw myself reflected in the shards. I had never before thought of myself as ugly, but there was no denying it in that moment. I saw the monster you thought I was, and I cried.

    By darseyrsm URL on 01.11.2013

  29. The silent tears I cry are always invisible to you and everyone else, just like I want them to be. Although it’s lonely being forced to go through everything alone, it’s easier not to get attached to you.

    By Glitz on 01.11.2013

  30. A burst of emotional energy, so strong and unexpected. It spreads through her sea blue eyes and down her face, ruining her cheeks and crinkling her eyes.

    By flutefrog on 01.11.2013

  31. tears streaming down your face is the single most pitiful situation you can put your self in , the appidemy of weakness. Putting your self into the most vulnerable situation a human being can be in, the one thing that we want to hide from beyond anger, happiness, embarresment. the worst emotion that your body and soul can feel is sorrow, and tears are the largest result from the feeling. But sometimes the only thing you can do is cry, its the only energy left to emit from your being. sometimes all you have to do is embrace the sorrow, and not hide from the fear of the tears. The worst thing in the world, may be the only thing that you can share. which is scarier than the actual emotion.

    By brooke nelson on 01.11.2013

  32. Wow well crying is something I do a lot… I just had a mental breakdown last night and cried my eyes out over every possible thing. I feel so much better today. Sometimes you just need to cry it out to feel better.

    By Shelby on 01.11.2013

  33. Wet and broken,
    It had slipped from her fingertips.
    It fell with a shudder
    And a choke,
    Leaving her grasping and holding and leaning
    And gasping for breath.

    By sonneillon URL on 01.11.2013

  34. sirj es megkonnyebbulsz.

    By adi on 01.11.2013

  35. I hate to cry. Not sure why. Totally didn’t intend that to rhyme. But, seriously, I really do hate crying. I read that it’s a good therapy to focus on crying on purpose. Helps to alleviate past and present fears and rejections, etc. Even then, however, I find that embarrassing to think about… me alone in my room pushing tears out.

    By Marlena on 01.11.2013

  36. I was seated by the window when I heard a strange cry. I could see nothing when I looked out. It was dusk and the streetlights had not come on fully.
    I was certain I’d heard it. What could it have been? Now, as the minutes passed, I became uncertain if it had been

    By a URL on 01.11.2013

  37. Don’t come crying to me when things don’t work out.
    Don’t come crying to me when you’ve pushed everyone away.
    Don’t come crying to me when you’re all wrapped up in yourself.
    I’ve done my crying and I don’t need you to cry to me even
    though I loved you.

    By Robin on 01.11.2013

  38. i love to cry. my nephew cries a lot. crying improves immunity. but at times crying is bad. dont cry. do cry.

    By g on 01.11.2013

  39. I hate it when people cry in front of me.
    I’m really not a very comforting person.
    My idea of comfort is a bowl of spicy chili in front of the game with a roaring fire in the middle of a torrential thunderstorm.
    So I’m not really good at comforting my friends when they cry.

    By Eronoh on 01.11.2013

  40. I will not cry. My heart weeps for you, but not a tear will escape my eye. I have too much to lose and not enough to gain. I won’t cry a tear for us, no. Not now, not ever. Instead I remain silent, inwardly plotting against you. Revenge is a sweet remedy for coming tears.

    By untamedimagination on 01.11.2013