I still can't accept this.. I wanted to meet x, he inspired me to be a artist, now I don't know what to do but listen to hope and this. This isn't right, I'm slump like ski and numb like me, I can't even sleep at night cause of young jah. I feel a connection like he's here, I'm taking all these mental right hooks. I wanna die, but I can't leave my mom. And my grandma's terminally I'll. So should I just wait it out? Pursue my dream of the military, to become a rapper/artist, when it may never actually Happen. I come from a small south Carolina town called Gaston, it's so shitty, and living here fucked up my family. I'm having too many relationship issues and honestly I wish I could wake up in a new life, or kill myself and end up where I was two to three years ago. This pain is unreal. Too unreal. Long live xxxtentacion, you're not my blood Brother, but I feel connected, I've had dreams of meeting you and nba youngboy, I've had dreams of singing moonlight on a old bus of mine, am I mental? Is this too much for me. No. X. I love you man. You didn't deserve this, as I'm trying to better my life as well but the streets are murdering my mind, corruption in my mind. I feel like I'm never good enough and that I'm ugly, but on a daily basis, since your passing, your music made me feel a feeling not even a Eminem song would make me feel. I hope I make it day, in tribute to you x, my first song will be called x. It will be a work of art, VAEO aka GEKYUMORI, checking out. Everyone have a blessed day, I love you all.