There is always hope for us...

the ones that get thrown away, that many look at as useless.

Music you should listen to, actually it's perfect for this : Bryan adams- sound of the bugle

Yeah, did you see my journal? No. not so important.
But this what I am writing here IS important.
For me, for many others.

This is my dream.
I do not want to be a famous artist or be oh so 'normal' or spesical.

What do I want do do? what is my dream?
Help humans and animals.
Give hope.

You see..
Where I live,in this town.
We had a house with a few apartments for humans who used drugs(don't get me wrong, I didn't live there, I knew about it and I have been there) and they would get a little help to get away from drugs.
Kinda a rehab, only that they could walk free.

also,there was a stable/farm that also had to do with that house, it was about 30 minutes or more away with a car.
That farm was my favorite place, even if I didn go there so many times because of diffrent reasons.
They had two horses there,cats(more wild) and chickens.
Guess what? that place gave hope, those who came there got a push and started to get better.
I bet that place made some humans get free from the addiction to drugs..
I visitet the stable when I was younger, and when I think back.
I can remember the change in a man I knew, he who showed me the place.
He got better, he was on his way to get away from drugs.

Then it happend.
The community or what it is in english said they didn't see any changes that were good enough(that is what I have been told) so they closed it...
They forced those who needed it out on their own, with no where to go.

And the man I knew fell back and is still is fighting to get away from the addiction.
I am afraid he will die because of it sooner or later..
If it wasn't for my mom, and now me and my sister, he would already be gone..

I HATE what happend to that farm, that house.
I really hate it.

That's why I have this dream, since I was 12-13.
I want to help those who are looked as trash, worthless and useless.
I have seen what the drugs does to them, seen how OTHER humans treats them.
As trash, police, doctors..
and even where I work, that is a place where people with needs and drug problems gets something to do to help them.
Even there, some of MY co-workers are looking at them in a bad way..
The guy I know, he almost isn't allowed inside because some old paranoid Bitches is 'afraid' of him.
Yeah, I am afraid of a man there who is swearing, talking loud like everyone is faaar away from him, he acts like he suddenly can turn around and just hit you, but I don't say" I don't want him to come in here anymorebecause he scares me" ,because I have something called respect, and I am afraid of men who is like him, or men I don't know. yes I know I am talking much, LIVE WITH IT.

So again, my dream is this..
I want to help people AND animals.
People that want to get a new life and animals who are abused to get something better..
This is what I want to do, even how many times I will cry in pain,sorrow and by the feeling of being hopless.
because my dream IS hope.


I know this dream makes many laught and shake their heads.
Many here where I live will say it's idiotic and hopeless.
But now that this is written..it's not a dream anymore, it's a goal..
It's MY goal.

art is mine, reff used from google.

Thanks to all my friends and my mother that are supporting me to reach my goal.


And if you readed it all, come and grab yourself a cookie