Hurts So Good

I was listening to Tori again, and had this idea... a page to just list all of the things that make you cry that you'd do again and again and again, because it hurts so good, because crying is so beautiful, because it feels so alive.

When I wake up crying it hurts good. I dreampt once that I was in a city with (insert secret name) and there was a glass telephone booth way up above the busy trafic and she climbed up into it and threw this peice of paper down that said she loved me and she was going to kill herself. I panicked and ran into a book store by the street and found someone to help and he climbed up and got her down. But when I woke up there were hot tears streaming down my face and I felt oddly satisfied. It felt weird and good. ~Franny~

My addiction to love hurts so good.

today i don't want to hurt. even if it's hurting good. i don't want to think about the lovelies that i'm missing, the pieces of myself that are scattered around the world. i don't want to think of her lovely eyes, of his voice, of their teeth, their poetry, their arms, their laughter. i don't want to think of the jokes, the stories, the parties, the songs. i don't want to remember the conversations, the couch filled with people, the guitars, the parking lots. i don't want to think about daisy chains or train tracks or glow sticks or bicycles or sleeping bags or wishes or holding hands or cuddling or taking walks or trust falls or reading aloud, or renting movies or stopping traffic or juggling or truth or truth. i don't want to ruin this complacent feeling. i don't want to ripple the smooth surface. i don't want to acknowledge the turbulence. i do not want to HURT, no matter how beautiful, lovely, inspiring, validating, justifying, awakening the pain is. sometimes you get so tired of struggling for your oxygen. RoyaBoya

• Wow! That really sums it up for me right now. Thank you! ~Franny~

its cold today and i miss something maybe the togetherness of camp people, i miss crying, a lot when i cry now theres no one to see it, no one to hug me not even good music cuz i left it behind. i really miss the song 'winter' that song meants the world to me. i see my past in every word it hurts a lot but i like it its amazing i miss people like i miss me, i miss them all so much my heard breaks and my head swells my hands shake and i crumble. but i somethime like it cuz i know they feel the same way for me. Heather ---

Today hurt really good. I miss so many people, and they're so close now I can feel it.. but they're not here. They're at camp, and I'm not. It hurts a bit, or maybe a lot, but I know I love them, so many people, so wonderful.

and so i love and i'll love again but when i look at him i cry. my love so large pushes tears out my eyes. it can feel so good to hurt so bad. and when i think and think i'll weep and weep, and though i don't know why it happens my tears are triggered every time. i went to california with a certain song on my heart. a led zeppelin melody, with words that came from my soul. don't ask me how. just gazing at the snow, wishing that land was mine. every time he sang that line my voice would quiver. heart would ache like a sore throat after singing your heart out. listened to that song repeatedly. time and time again. fresh tears every time. this will never get old. ~naomi

Everytime I hear CertainSongs, I start crying, but for some reason, I can't not listen to them. It's like I enjoy being sad or something. I guess it's not like I love being sad and upset and angry and happy all at once, it's just that, well, I really don't know. Whatever. -JessicaSkater

...standing around Robyn's piano, singing along to Winter as Mel played it... standing around Mel's piano, singing along... around the piano at Lost Valley, as Sarabeth played it... listening to Coleen sing it a cappella in the talent show... singing along and crying and trying to watch each other cry through a wall of tears at Ack... the memories are all blended into a beautiful tapestry of wonderful, throbbing pain and great release and crying... (Ari)

It's raining right now, and my skin is hungry for hugs, and I'm so lonely with missing people. I love it this way though. It is such a joy to be constently distracted by how much I love my friends. I woke up crying this morning, and it felt so good. I love to hurt this way. ~tessa

tessa, i second that. on this trip, when i get homesick, i think lucky me! i have people to miss! i'll be back soon enough. jessica (wb)

I was watching Magnolia and the music made me cry. It may seem a bit shallow, but then a few days later I was in a record store and I found the music from the movie, and I listened to it again and I tears kept flowing. I did not mind it. This is odd, because I hate to cry more then anything. I like to listen to the soundtrack over and over, while lying on the floor, and just let the tears flow. It is a sort of healthy release. Gennie, the great and powerful

for some reason me cutting myself feels so good. so good i dont want to stop. for me thats really weard and sick and like wrong. but i like it. it feels GOOD, i like the way the knife cuts into me and the way the blood poors out. the way it feels when your done. i feel so rotten but yet so low and so god i dont know. im trying to stop but i somehow cant. just cuz things hurt good doesnt mean its good. im happy but i love cutting myself and that scaires me a lot bravely

• yes

"My God, love hurts!"

"I know my child, isn't it a beautifull thing?"

Crying. Gulping, gibbering, babbling, screaming.