Thinking makes me feel bad.

I've been thinking. I've been on this earth for nearly 17 years ... That's nearly 6205 days ... WOW. But yes back to the point i'm trying to make, nearly 17 years and i've made no difference to the world; If i died tomorrow, nobody would miss me. I've done nothing to help anybody, made no impact on anyones life. I want to make people proud of me, i don't want to be just another person... I want to help people, make it a better world for people to live in. I'm not sure how i can achieve my goals i mean giving a quid to a homeless man once and a while is hardly going to change the world ... bt it's a start right? It's not just about charity giving though really, when you think about it money isn't anything. I mean it helps, it doesn't love you though... You can't talk to it about your problems & it wont ever hug you back...
I don't want anybody to ever feel hungry, to ever go without basic necessities.
We're all equal.

I know i'm not superwomen but i can try my best & that's all i can ever do really.

I'm going to tell him; Not yet though. A month or two and i'm going to tell him
how wonderful he really is and how silly i think it is that he's wasting him time pining after his ex because he could do so much better ( no i'm not just saying this because i want him:/ )
He's such a sweetheart. Grrr, it took me a month to properly build up the courage to hug him :/ so yeah building up for the big'un. So yes, Don't rushhhhhh me, i'm doing my best.
Not sure what his take on me is but well ... i'm gunna tell him either way.

NONAMES.:)

This was such a girly blog, no lie.