This... I can't even... I just love it. I don't know what it's like to have my parents separated, all I could do was think of how hard that must've been on the family. I cried when I read this. The art's so beautiful I couldn't help but be in awe. The message is powerful; I can feel its song from even the darkest pits of my soul. To anyone who hasn't already, read it. It will be worth your time.
This is so sweet. I first found it on 9GAG some months before I found it here. The story has no words (sans the title, author/artist and the "The End" at the end), perfect for conveying emotions across the world. It says so much, you can feel them, the joy, the grief, the relief. It's basically a simplified Romeo and Juliet with a happy reunion in another form, another life.
Story of my life right here. I don't want to say those words, I can't. It makes me feel vulnerable, weak. But that's what I want. I do want to be hugged, I do feel the need for comfort every now and again when I can't make myself get a grip with imagining what good things people might say about me. I can't ask someone to do this. I don't want to inconvenience them by making them do this for me. I don't want to compel them. I don't want them to do something for me.
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Well that's my fill of reminiscing. Time for cramming.