missing you a little extra tonight… nobody’s ever asked me the question “why are you so obsessed with mac miller?” and honestly i’m surprised nobody has. i think of him at least once a day, listen to at LEAST one song by him everyday if not more, i try and bring him up in conversation. we had so much in common; same birthday, same medication, same addiction issues, same depression and self worth issues, same love for pussy, we even sorta look alike. it’s scary to be so obsessed with someone who you’ve never met/ never will have the chance of meeting cause they’re gone. i love him so much. i miss him more than anything. if i could bring anyone back, even family, i’d pick him. is that fucked up? i don’t think so, he’s my idol. and he had such a life to still live, he deserved way more than what he got. i believe everything happens for a reason… except mac dying. this shit is fucked up. i could go on and on and on… but i’ll just leave you with this. i love you malcom james mccormick, i will always love you and your music and your talent and your inspiration and your love for the finer things in life. i’ll see you one day, but until then… i’ll just live the way you should’ve lived. hopefully i’ll make it up to you.