i was emo that day...

I once believed I had the potential to become a great person, someone i aim to be. Someone who will one day do something amazing, something huge.

i just came across the idea that maybe I'm wrong. This "potential" is an illusion. My self-encouragement is empty. Everything I do or have done is in vain.

I've done things that made me feel amazing and momentarily accomplished. These things were only temporary. They made no difference. They had absolutely no permanent impact on anyone.

And it's everyone else that matters.