"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
"Clint found me curled up in the playroom sobbing over my failures as a mother. Isn't it ironic that the most brutally honest people on the face of the planet are typically less than three feet tall?"
