Can I just sit in my room and cry over the original Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone soundtrack for the rest of my life?

thepizzamermaid:

everything is blurred together in subtle variations of shit

I love it when boys admit to crying at Disney movies.

My least favorite emotion in the world is probably hurt-anger.
You know, the anger that comes from being sad but you can’t deal with being upset or crying, so you just get really mad and lash out.
It takes such a long time to work out of your system, because you’re releasing sadness the way you would anger and it’s very ineffective.

ihartmollyweasley:

I have no idea how to deal with other people’s sadness. Whatever I say always seems to be unsatisfactory. I don’t want to be lighthearted and merry because I feel like that would be like making a mockery of them. But alternately I don’t want to be sad because I feel like that isn’t going to help anything. So I end up in like the middle which is a sort of apathy which is also sort of offensive. Hkjdkfh how does Oprah do it?

My crying face is quite possibly the ugliest thing ever to be seen by humans.

Seriously, if I see myself crying in a mirror, I either start laughing or cry harder.

I sit and read a sad book or watch a sad movie and then I feel sad and then I feel better.
But crying at words on a page or pictures on a screen can only make you so happy for so long.
And that’s why we shouldn’t depend upon them.

But why should we depend on flesh and bone to make us happy? Why should we depend on things so fragile and breakable? Things that can die. Because if we depend on them for happiness, and they die, then so does our light.

People are like candles. They have to be burnt and used to be bright. It’s sad, but it’s a fact.

And when that candle runs out, we’re left in the dark. Sometimes it’s hard to find a new candle, so we just fiddle with short-lived matches. Sometimes we find a candle, but not the match.
And sometimes there’s no candle at all to be found.

That awkward moment when you watch a sad part of a movie and you need to be held, but no one else is there, so you have to snuggle into the couch cushions and cry alone.