on the way home tonight, I sat next to a teenage boy who had scars and welts that ran from his wrist to his elbow.
I nudged him and mouthed, “somebody cares,” because he had headphones on, and couldn’t hear me anyway. and he smiled, and when I asked him to stop hurting himself, he promised me that he wouldn’t anymore. because now he knows, somebody cares.
and on the way home tonight, I finally realized how huge an impact you can leave on somebody, even a stranger, even when you two only interacted for less than ten minutes, even though you two will probably never meet again - just because you cared.
thank God for people like you
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I want to get the orange ribbon tattoo for this
yeah, I think so too. but I hoped that at the very least I gave him a little hope.
I don’t think it’d be as simple as this to stop him from hurting himself. But well, I hope he does, and perhaps this...