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5:52pm June 2, 2014

rooroomc:

I remember telling my friends at school that I struggled with depression a while back. The next day I opened my locker (I never left a lock on it) and two different hand writings were on two different heart-shaped notes saying that I was pretty and that my life mattered.

Those weren’t my friends’ hand writings. I think about that a lot. Two people I don’t necessarily know took the time to watch where my locker is after hearing me say that. That’s just too cool.