You know how there are so many organizations out there who fund poverty and AIDS, charities? I can't even describe how...wonderful they are. They're... beautiful.
But, why do we have these charities? Why is there poverty and corruption and suffering? What has brought this upon our own generation? Certainly not God.
Yes, I am afraid, we have brought this horrific tragedy upon ourselves. And I think I know what causes this. Greed. Yup, that disgusting, bitter word that leaves a destructive wake. I can't believe so many of us aren't even giving time to think about what goes on places out of reach. We worry about drama in our lives, how to cope with it.
It's easy compared to how gargantuan the problem is with suffering.
Listen to me! Yes, this little tweenie who lives in suburbia undergoing school stress: There are people out there! They see, feel, believe like we do. They laugh... and cry. They know of organizations, they know they help people. But will those funds help them? I want to leave my handprint on the world. I think it's your turn to consider what will be your fate. Go.
They see, they feel, believe, just like we do. They're laughing...and crying. Want to live here, like me and you.
-Tokio Hotel
About Me
- r e n e e
- a "im up, what more do you want from me?" sticker hideously controls the back of my door, and i always tell myself to tear it down. my roommate/ awarded older brother put it on there as a joke, but now i view it as one of those inspirational-quotes that major corporations hang on their employees cubical thinking that it is honestly going to inspire after the second day. perhaps it sum's up the extent to which i am motivated. "im alive, what more do you want from me world?" it's a glorious and underrated mantra regardless. - the orphaned anything's, memoir of a lesser known :: nineteen, female, believes there's more to living than just being alive.
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