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So right now i'm very very tired but this is the only time until nexxt friday i will have to write a blog.If you are reading this please excuse grammatical and spelling errors.I'm not in the mood to go through this and fix them.So today the big thing I have been thinking about is home.What about people who don't have them?I've lived in motels before but never literally on the street.I just wonder about what it's like.It really gets me when I see people without homes.I may complain about how I feel so alone and out of place and my dad's and mom's like"this house is not a home" but there are people out there who don't even have a roof over their heads.What about kids who's parents are losers?Like drunks,druggies,wife-beaters.What about them?The runaways?The suicides?Just because they have no safe place to lay their heads...I've runaway before.I had ligit reasons.But my parents don't hit me.They don't come home drunk.They aren't so bad.Well I guess that's all I have to say...Even if you never read this...everyone out there without a safe place to call home,I feel you.
    Posted by Mienai on 2008-07-19 22:01:25 | Rating: | Views: 24
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i feel them too...if only more and more can feel them.
Posted by  nina880224  on 2008-07-19 22:07:07 
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