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“Don’t ever cry.”
Those were the last words he heard from his boyfriend before the other left.
Yet he did.
He had no choice but to pour out the feelings.
Or else it would get worse.
By unblurthefuture URL on 01.11.2013
A mother falls to her knees with grief as she watches her baby die, A teenage girl gets her heart broken by her high school crush, A girl cries as she gets bullied at school. It makes me wonder why there is so much sadness around me, around everyone. It seems like all we do is cry.
By AlanaScharth URL on 01.11.2013
Break down to tears.
When you see me.
By Chris Glynn URL on 01.11.2013
because my feet are cold. I was already thinking about that before I started, hardly a good thing. Sort of appropriate. My feet aren’t that chilly, but noticably so. I considered fixing it before I started, to have everything optimum, and yet it ended up working to my advantage – except that means now there’s nothing to cry about.
By Alastair on 01.11.2013
I cried all night long after my father had been shot. I knew what he was involved in, but yet I couldn’t stop the hot tears running down my cheeks. I knew he had been affiliated with the mob, but that didn’t make him any less of a great man. Or any less my father. Crying never did seem to help much.
By Kim M URL on 01.11.2013
Physical mechanism of venting out ones disappointments,sorrows and frustrations
By uma on 01.11.2013
I cried today. I wanted to . I forced myself to listen to a sad song. I feel better. I want to stop this. Depression.
By A M on 01.11.2013
I want to jump off a waterfall into a great abyss with no worries as the birds fly over my head and i fall deeper and deeper. I’m no longer sad and i just want to be free from everything. You can stop me but I’ll just become stronger till i’m invicible. Lets see what this world has in store for me.
By Michael Cao on 01.11.2013
don’t cry for me
I’ll be dead and gone
no more no more
I’ll be gone
the moments will pass
By Aley URL on 01.11.2013
I cried a lot when I was a kid: stab a finger, lose a game. Sometime during adolescence my cry mechanism got shut off, and with everything going on, it wasn’t something I noticed. I look in the mirror and I seem a stone-eyed man, someone who doesn’t show emotion anymore. (They say crying helps relieve stress? Should I close my dorm door and try?) Is my mind trying to overcompensate, like a overdamped motor controller, too low, then shooting past the mark, and shooting back, never to be balanced?
By Holden URL on 01.11.2013
Sadness and pain. To cry is is a beautiful and relieving experience. Realize everything imagine everything
By Katie on 01.11.2013
i cry loudly upon hearing the news
By saiful on 01.11.2013
Crying is the way in which everyone attempts to show themselves that they’re sad. It’s not for anyone else’s benefit, it’s for oneself, and no one else. We cry in pain, anger, sadness, and even guilt over things that we have done. We cry over what others have done to use as well.
By Garrick on 01.11.2013
Teardrops fell like rain. She was angry, hurt, fristrated, inarticulate. She grasped for t he words and the only thing that cam was silence. She heard herself sobbing and hoped the muffled sounds would articulate her pain.
By Jess on 01.11.2013
‘Dont cry, dont even think to cry. Crying is weak’. I have heard that all my life, until now. I have the power. I say yes, I say no. I decide when I let my emotions go free.
He just looked at me. He knew that nothing will be the same. A tear fell on his cheek.
By Hagumpi URL on 01.11.2013
Really not sad today, been feeling too bubbly and vibrant and alive to cry. Although tears of joy have never been my “thing” either.
By email@example.com on 01.11.2013
It starts as a leak. A hole in the dam.
Her hands hang by her sides as she looks at him, his open and earnest face, the words still ringing in her ears. Her flesh is glass, brittle, with the slightest weight against it enough to break the surface–
The first tear falls.
She collapses into his arms.
By Brill URL on 01.11.2013
i cry all the time. water drips down my face from my troubled eyes. the eyes have it, yes the eyes have it. cry cry cry that’s what I do. just cry a river of tears and flood my world with troubled waters.
By NervisGrl on 01.11.2013
Thick tears rolled down my face as I pet the dog at my side. “It’ll be okay Sammy.” I swore to myself, I wouldn’t forget this. Jamie was dead to me and my dog was going to rip him to shreds if I didn’t stop her.
By Maya URL on 01.11.2013
You count my freckles like Galileo counted the constellations. I cry a lot, and you don’t mind it. Tapping fingers, they reach for my wrist. It’s tough, really tough to feel so much. But I don’t mind it.
By genahtastic URL on 01.11.2013
Now, I know that is supposed to mean something else, probably from Shakespeare. But every time I see that phrase, I can’t help but think of the X-man, Havok. Likely, the phrase is, “Cry Havoc” and I’ve always just made it Alex Summers in my head.
By Brad Grusnick URL on 01.11.2013
I wasn’t thinking I wasn’t aware of it but tears and tears were falling down my face and I couldn’t stop, they were to many , they were too hurtful, they were too beautiful.
By Ulysses on 01.11.2013
In the midst of all the fighting. There were sounds being emitted from the poor child. He sat on the floor, with dirty hands, and soiled clothes. Weeping, crying as if waiting for someone to rescue him. He cried and cried, but nothing happened. No one came.
By Carmen on 01.11.2013
i cried all the time in high school. my emotionally abusive boyfriend left me feeling too much. now as a sophomore in college and a year after the relationship, i hardly cry at all. ever. there’s a wall. im working on it.
By hanna on 01.11.2013
Crying was the last thing he wanted to do. He wanted to pull a knife out of his belt and lay waste to the whole place.
By afg1 URL on 01.11.2013
i sat along the water. it reminded me of that last day at home. when i picked him up at 6. we sat in the car and napped along the blooming trees on the brick road. his hand on my knee. so happy. with his girlfriend back home thinking he was on the bus.
we were in love.
By hanna URL on 01.11.2013
Pain tears. the time i buried by pet hamster never seeing her again. Believing I can’t be strong enough for the people I love. Something to overcome.
By Devon URL on 01.11.2013
His tears flowed freely over his cheeks as his lover was lowered into the ground. He stood away from the crowd, no one coming over to wish him well or offer condolences. His lover’s parents and siblings didn’t even spare him another glance. He knew that in their eyes their son and him were nothing. It didn’t matter the long years they had spent together.
By Kensington URL on 01.11.2013
I cry often. I am a very emotional individual, and just about any emotion will make me want to cry. I have cried a lot the past two days. A man that I grew up with and have become almost dependent on for support and wise words is retiring, and it breaks my heart. I am going to miss him and his smiling face more than I think anyone can ever understand.
By AnnieB URL on 01.11.2013
Tears dripped down Yixing’s cheek. He wanted it to work with Sehun, but alas, they already found love in their lives. It couldn’t be with each other, no matter how much they wanted it to be as such. No matter how many times they made love, they couldn’t actually have the sense of what it all was supposed to have meant.
By Beautiful_delight URL on 01.11.2013
The tears were hot and salty. not from sadness but from anger and frustration. this was the worst part. everytime something stood in her way her frustration made her cry. she pictured others seeing her and thinking, “what a spoiled brat, sobbing over every little road block”. this was not the person she wanted to be. she let the salt dry on her cheeks, resolving to change.
By Sarah on 01.11.2013
It was like he didn’t have tears left to shed, but he tried anyway. “You’re an idiot,” he said to the boy’s still body, throat raw from weeping. “You’re an idiot.”
He wasn’t talking to the boy. He was talking to himself. If he hadn’t come here, if he hadn’t refused him, this wouldn’t have happened.
By emma URL on 01.11.2013
I cannot cry for me.
I cannot cry for you either.
Tears are too heavy a burden for either of us to bear.
Instead, I write, and somehow
the weight is lifted;
my heart feels lighter;
and I do not need to cry anymore.
By Sascha Dee URL on 01.11.2013
The cry of the wolf filled the night’s usual serene atmosphere. The neighbors at first thought that a dog had gotten loose in the neighborhood, but a peek outside showed that there was not only a wolf, but an entire pack running in the street behind the alpha leader. The little town had never feasted their eyes on such a scene and became quite fretful about what to do.
By musicrazi URL on 01.11.2013
Everything she ever dreamed of, all that she could ever hope for . . . Aghast, she gazed at her world one last time, grateful for the opportunity to say goodbye. Alas, all she could do was turn around and cry.
By Diana URL on 01.11.2013
I cry when I read a sad book or watch a sad movie. Little kids cry when they don’t get their
way. Crying is one way to get out bad feelings. I cry when I feel lonely and depressed. I worry when I see little kids crying.
By Joyce on 01.11.2013
Today, it rained. And all I could think of was how funny it was that it started raining as I started to cry. The rain came down harder as my crying turned to sobbing. But you comforted me. You made me feel better. We stopped fighting. You made me stop crying. Then the rain stopped. I thought it was funny. I really did. And I don’t really know why I did.
By Olivia URL on 01.11.2013
Wah. No pun intended. So there was crying everywhere in the city. From morning to evening, no business was conducted, none passed in or out, but the sound of wailing and groaning of tears filled the entire vicinity.
By Clare on 01.11.2013
I cry in my sleep when you attack me with fangs, not sure what to do
when your making me pay. I don’t think I could smile anymore anyways. I feel so fake.
By mistakengrace URL on 01.11.2013
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