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Does it ever happen to you where you're reading, like, a really great story or even just a good one and it's not sad or even angsty in any way - hell, it might have the happiest or silliest or just endingest ending ever - but you get to the end and you're just, you just want to cry anyway? Like, you're just so overwhelmed by it that you either have to cry or you have to get up and walk away for a while to get yourself together? I mean, there are stories that are, like, fifteen thousand words long that do this to me, but then there are ones that are, like, three hundred words long and I'm ready to bawl as soon as I see 'post comment' at the bottom.
I don't even know if, what, is it because it's over? Or is it that I got sucked in so much that it's jarring to reach the end and be forced out of it? Like. Because, yeah. Jesus.
I don't even know if, what, is it because it's over? Or is it that I got sucked in so much that it's jarring to reach the end and be forced out of it? Like. Because, yeah. Jesus.