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This comic hit a little too close to home. Actually, far too close to home.

Ow, my heart. D:

This seriously makes me want to cry. I can remember Edward’s girlfriend telling me that she’d sit there and try to get through to him on the phone for hours, even though the phone was ringing in her bedroom, in the drawer because they shared a room. Oh god, it broke my heart.

i don’t like that.

This is the saddes Cyanide and Happiness I’ve seen.

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(via randominternet)

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c’est beau mais sans les effets photoshop cette photo serait seulement ordinaire. oups.

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Final Salute Gallery - The Digital Journalist

The night before the burial of her husband’s body, Katherine Cathey refused to leave the casket, asking to sleep next to his body for the last time. The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag. Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs that reminded her of “Cat,” and one of the Marines asked if she wanted them to continue standing watch as she slept. “I think it would be kind of nice if you kept doing it,” she said. “I think that’s what he would have wanted.”