I bury my best friend in two days. It isn’t fucking right. Everyone says at least he’s not in pain anymore, I hate that fucking logic. DJ was living life, raging every fucking day. I just want my friend back. Everyone has been saying, “Prayin for you”, praying for what? Fuck. I’m just pissed off. This shouldn’t be happening. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Two weeks and I get the giant shark tattoo that DJ wanted to get, I’m gonna get it for him.