For a series of reasons I have been thinking about crying a lot lately. I haven't been crying, but there have been times when I needed to. I figured out my personal views on it: While jerk-faced people aren't worth my tears, I am. I think that's the line that gets a blurry. When are you crying for some guy and when are you crying for your heart and for the realization that your dream world doesn't really exist. When are you crying about X and when are you crying about your inability to change anything that has already happened. When are you crying about Y and when are you crying about how lost you are.
There are no need for question marks.