. Everyone has there own definition of home. I have learned what mine is. Its not a place or a house. Its really not anywhere in specific but every were and anywhere my loved ones are. My home is with my friends. I use to cry about how I didn't belong anywhere and I didn't have a real home well now I know I do. I have had one all along. I've just been blind to it this whole time.
. My friend Blaze lost his place to stay the other day and I felt really bad for him because that must have been his definition of home but now I hope he finds a new meaning to the one thing I have been searching for a long time. If any one ever gets kicked out or feels unwanted in their 'home' then its not your home, just a place where you sleep at night. You have your own meaning of home and I hope everyone figures that out for themselves.
. I thank all of my friends for giving me a place where I belong. No, I will never quite 'fit in' any where but I will always have a home with the ones I love that love me too.