RIP DJ <3

So on Tuesday, my first day off in a while I can't sleep in because my phone won't stop ringing. I finally drag myself out of bed to 3 missed calls from Sav with a text message that said "DJ was stabbed to death last night". What? Are you kidding me? How is that even real. I spent the whole day crying with CJ on and off. I don't understand how that happens. Right after David dies his best friend goes too. I can't stand death. I still don't want to believe it's real but the part that I'm really having a hard time grasping is that DJ died for absolutley no reason. I fucking hate it. I fucking hate these stupid 'crews' and the fact that everyone always has something to prove, to people that don't even fucking matter. DJ died trying to help his friend in a fight that probably started over something fucking dumb; something that wasn't worth anyone getting stabbed or losing their life over. I just can't get over it. And the sad thing is that this won't change. It effects people, but their not going to change their actions. Shit is always started over nothing and this should open people eyes to the fact that there are fucking faggots out there that will use a weapon before they use their fists but everyone thinks their invinciable. I really can't get over it. I miss you Deej. I bought a pack of Kools yesterday just for you.