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things that make you cry.

tears are pain and fear leaving your body at the fastest possible rate

Jim henson's funeral

Ending of Six Feet Under

Grey's anatomy, over and over again.

Breaking Bad s5e14 (at least 15 minutes of near-sobbing), Lion King, Children of Men, Blue Valentine

last minutes with oden

agreed, grey's anatomy

christian the lion

asian life insurance commercials or whatever

that one youtube video with the dad who carries/pushes his son with him through the triathlon

pay it forward

up

the lion king ("dad, we gotta go. wake up!")

to kill a mockingbird soundtrack

that one video of radiohead performing karma police at glasto and the crowd drowns out thom at "this is what you get"

literally anything that has to do with parents dying

hachi

ps i love you is one of the worst movies i've ever seen but i was practically vomiting tears

there are way more but i can't remember right now. i cry freely and easily at movies/television/etc

I haven't cried in sadness in years, but I still cry from happiness every now and again.

- The climax of Wreck It Ralph (top 5 movies of the last 5 years right here)

- This Indian movie called 3 Idiots I watched with my roommates

- The first time I believed my girlfriend when she said "I love you"

bright eyes

dead serious lovers

my relationship with my father unfortunately

Bright Eyes - Perfect Sonnet is my crying song

it's one of the best, i also love the vanishing act

Babel (2005), especially the part when Brad Pitt's character makes the call.

This thing off of the soundtrack:

This had me in floods.

The scenery in Y Tu Mamá También because it reminds me of how beautiful Mexico is and how much I miss it and how much of my family I haven't seen and the friends I've lost touch with. Great movie if anyone is bored and needs a movie to watch.

guy at work talked a week ago about losing his son on the job at 18, couldn't hold them back.

The Antlers

sometimes there's nothing to cry about but you just have to cry y'know?

My mother used to be the only person who could make me cry and she used it so now when my grandparents tell me she's mellowed and that I call home I refuse to believe it because I'm scared.

My youngest brother had brain cancer when he was 6 and I was 11, and while he survived, he is still fairly handicapped from the surgeries and treatments they gave (high dose radiation to the brain + 13 rounds of chemo). I've become pretty involved on campus raising money through an organization for not only pediatric cancer research, but also raising money and putting on events to emotionally support families that are going through exactly what my family went through in 2000-2001. Through that organization I end up spending a lot of time with the kids up on the unit who are going through treatments similar to my brothers, and talking with their parents, and every time I leave the hospital I cry on the drive home, and I'm not really sure why. Maybe its the reflection of my family I see in them, or the unfairness in life that's so obvious when faced with a dying kid. Whatever it is, it's rewarding, hard and I think one of the most meaningful things I do.

ricePooding, I'm myself looking to enroll in a childhood survivorship clinic but I distress bc its on the shitty ass line on the subway and been lazy as fuck, i completel know both of yous. there are programs for family and friends tho for some hospitals, maybe u can passionately bag a chick with similar feels as u as well just sayin'

Ryce, that's really tough and I think you're a standup guy. There are things I do in my life that are heart-wrenching too, and when I do them I get a sense of guilt/shame for dedicating so much time to fashion and the various other obsessions I have.

It's good to share your experience with people. My ex had a cancer scare while we were together and for a while it was like being a total alien where I couldn't relate to anyone. Another ex-alien came along and talked to us about how it's going to be, and it was easier after that.

It absolutely leads to some deep introspection, which is very healthy, I reckon. I always feel like an alien when trying to relate to the families/kids, and even though I've been there it's hard to know what to say or do. The hardest part, obviously, is when a kid you've been close to's health deteriorates quickly in front of your eyes and you literally are watching them die. It's so heart-wrenching, that while I'd love to devote my life to something health care/pediatric-cancer related, I absolutely know I couldn't handle it on a day-to-day basis. That makes me cry too.

That kind of guilt is something I can't fathom. I'm more academic than my siblings, who find learning extremely difficult, and that alone gives me pause for thought on a regular basis.

You guys are better off embodying of a more emotionally strong stance, than to crumble in front of them. I think the better we all introspect and get over the denial of death, the better we can serve and help others. Take it from someone who picks up on the empathy of others and subsequently faced the confrontations of death as a patient. We're all organic matter anyways, amirite??

By the sounds of it, ryce doesn't crumble in front of anyone and neither do i. However I've learned not to listen to people telling me how to feel/act -- I laugh a lot and I cry sometimes too. That's my healthy.

There's nothing that saddens me more than going in to my ecologist for a regular checkup and seein some little girl not 6 years old walking down the hall with her mother in one hand and her IV chemotherapy in the other. Fuck cancer.

I wish I was a pretty crier

Ended up crying in Pret A Manger the other week. Was eating a "Posh cheddar and pickle on artisan" and it just froze in the air whilst I broke down for no obvious reason and the bathroom was fucking occupied so I had nowhere to go. Just stared at the wall and waited it out whilst my companion rubbed my arm and then eventually got annoyed and just gave me some tissues.

cried in a stairwell as work 2 or 3 weeks ago because my living situation was 5 kinds of fucked and half of my parents are 30 min away and couldn't help financially and the other half are in california. Placed a call to my mom on my break on the stairs because that's the only place in the cellar where you can get reception and she didn't know what to do either and ended the call with "hang in there". So I broke down for like 3 minutes, hit the door to the alley (hardwood, it was a mistake), and went back to doing my job, making sure it didn't look obvious because tbh I don't trust anyone at my job enough to see me that way.
Cried again last week because I had to convince my SO that living at my new place (which has very few of the things you'd expect a modern dwelling to have and is also incredibly small, very cold at night and where I'm stuck for the next 9 months) was "going to be ok". If I don't treat it like a vacation I'm fucked, mentally.

Cool that we've got a thread about this, actually.

The way J Dilla flips a sample of Jadakiss saying "it's that real" until it says "is death real?"



For those who don't know, J Dilla is considered one of the greatest hip-hop producers of all time and died of a rare blood disease at age 33. He composed this album during the last few weeks of his life in a hospital bed with a laptop and a sampler, knowing it would be his last statement to the world.

The last song on the album makes me tear up every time as well.



Maybe it's silly to get so worked up over stuff like this when people in this thread are talking about actual problems but I've been listening to donuts for a week straight now and absolutely breaking down, I don't know what it is.