Pretty When I Cry.

every time i cry it’s for such a dumb reason. I cry when i break up with someone I haven’t been with long, or if someone I loved so much didn’t/doesn’t love me back. such stupid reasons to let tears fall I know…but i can’t help it they just start to flood out of me, i feel so trapped and suffocated in my own feelings it’s like i’m drowning in a bottomless pit of my own sorrow and emotion.

even though i cry over dumb things like that, it’s all okay because i’m so pretty when i cry, when i cry my emotions pour out of me so effortlessly and carefully, the feeling of raw pain is so overwhelming beautiful to me, it hurts so good, being so torn makes me feel so alive because even if crying is painful it’s something i can feel, normally i can’t feel a thing, but when i cry i feel everything, from head to toe i can feel how sad my life really is and somehow i find myself feeling comfort in it. comfort from feeling so helpless and broken, comfort from the tears that have been so bottled up they’d fill a river, all that comfort from such a negative emotion is crazy right? i know but it’s such a warm moment of weakness and euphoria i can’t help but love.