you think you’re just existing. just trying to get through your own days, stumbling, figuring it out as you go. but what you don’t see is how much that matters. you don’t see how someone out there looks at you and finds proof that it’s possible to survive their own storms. you don’t have to perform miracles to matter. sometimes it’s the smallest, quietest things you do without thinking that hold someone together when they’re on the edge of falling apart 💌
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