So there I was, sitting there thinking; what the heck was I born to do?! After a while (age 12, I guess) I figured it out; I figured out my purpose. I believe my purpose in life is to make a difference; help people, save lives, mend broken hearts, change the world. I think I was made to be the savior of anyone in need of a savior. People tell me I have an extremely rare gift, anyhow. The gift of being able to see the beauty in anything/anyone, being able to make anyone laugh/be happy and the ability to bring out the best in a person, no matter who or what they are (prep, Asian, goth, mentally-challenged, etc.). Yes, and I feel great…