The Parting Glass by pretty much anyone, but my favorite two covers are the one by The High King’s and another by Peter Hollens ft. The Fox and the Hound. That and The Last Goodbye from the Hobbit are good crying songs for me.
Hey so does anyone have a song that can make me like cry from the core of my very being cause that’s the mood right now and idk why
Oozy
Warnings for implied ptsd, referenced cannibalism, the associated issues of symbiosis and possession and bad brains.
Eddie can’t get warm.
Anne asked, after, in the hospital, if it was quieter in his head now without Venom.
“My head’s always been loud,” he’d rasped, “He was just louder than everything else.”
She’d looked at him with that assessing lawyer’s gaze she got sometimes and said, very carefully, “It’s ok to miss him, you know.”
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Early in his dancing career, Bill “Bojangles” Robinson performed on a custom double staircase that added drama to his act, increasing his visibility to the audience while amplifying the sound of every step he made.
“As generations of imitators would learn to their grief, the properties of the staircase that magnified Robinson’s mastery equally magnify the slightest imperfection,” wrote Brian Seibert, in his book What the Eye Hears. “Dancers tell a story in which he had his musicians cut out for three and a half minutes while he continued dancing. After the allotted time, the musicians came back in, cued by a metronome that Robinson couldn’t hear. He was exactly on beat.”
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