friday night tears
a friend with boy parts (crucial when seeing a football movie) and i went to see we are marshall tonight. i’ve been wanting to see it, but knew it was going to be a tearjerker so taking ben was not an option as he was the brother who cried in the land before time up until high school, bless his tender, wussy, little heart.
i cried like a baby 12 times, only once because matthew mcconaughey reminds me of captain america. when we walked out of the movie, i mentioned to my friend not to tell anyone, he reminded me it was ok to admit to having a heart. i guess, but i still blame the tears on my sars, because when your throat hurts it’s ok to cry.
Darling, that’s a movie you see in the comfort of your own home. It’s ok to weep in private.
I’m a grown man and I cried like a little girl in that movie so don’t feel too bad.
aawww, that’s sweet. I saw it too on Friday and can you imagine me? I’m sure you did much better than my mom and I.