i think i’ve always wanted to make a difference in this world. i used to think i could do anything that i set my mind to, but to change the world… that’s nearly impossible. i am only one person. one person out of billions so what makes me important? what are the chances that i can make a difference? i try my best to help people whenever i can but i know it will never be enough. how can one single person save the victims of this sadistic world? i know i cannot make everybody happy but i can’t help but dream. my pain is worth nothing if it means healing other’s, especially their hearts. i’m not sure what my life was meant for and that terrifies me. my dreams may be set too high but there’s just so much pain in this world that i can’t help but want to vanquish it. i want to do something, anything honestly. i want to heal hearts, bring smiles, change perspectives, but i am not sure how. i am not sure if it’s even possible for somebody such as myself.
Fears can kill #17 // S.T.












