As someone recovering from self harm, anorexia, and my father's death, I know what it's like to look for those little every day miracles. So, I took them all and put them here. Why should I keep all of that hope to myself?
A few weeks ago my japanese class did a gift exchange with our penpal class in japan and their box of stuff came in today. All of the gifts had really cute messages on yellow notes. This one was my favorite..