music is immortality

She told me that there was a note for me, that was left behind
She had left it there waiting, for such a long time
I was inclined to ask about it but she brought it up first
I saw a tear swelling up in her eye, and then she cursed
She told me where the letter was and I started thinking the worst
Reversed my position, stepped over and opened the door
And sure enough there was an envelope with my name on the floor
“Nobody loves you more than me carino” is what the letter said

“By the time you get to read this, I’ll probably be dead
But when you left in ‘97 a part of me went to Heaven
I thank God at least I got to know what love really was
But it hurt me, to see what true love really does
‘Cause even though we never made love, you were all that there was
It was because I loved you so much that I had to make you leave
You made me doubt the way I thought, you made me want to believe
And then I slipped up, and I let you get close to me
It was hard to not be openly when people spoke to me
This was not the way I thought my life was supposed to be
Baby don’t you see, I had a blood transfusion that left me with HIV
Hoped the end exists for me since late in 1993
I died a virgin, I wish I could’ve given myself to you
I cried in the hospital because there was no one else but you
Promise that you’ll meet me in paradise inevitably
No matter what, I’ll keep your love forever with me”



What happened for the rest of the day is still a blur
But I remember wishing that I was dead, instead of her
She was buried on August 3rd
The story ends without a sequel
And now you know why Technique, don’t fucking fall in love with people
Hold the person that you love closely if they’re next to you
The one you love, not the person that’ll simply have sex with you
Appreciate them to the fullest extent, and then beyond
'Cause you never really know what you got, until it’s gone
—  You Never Know by Immortal Technique
Hi my name is Roger Davis and I have short bleached blond hair that reaches my neck and deep blue eyes like my tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Adam Pascal (AN: if u don't know who they are get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to Roger Daltrey but I wish I was because they're a major fucking hottie. I have white skin. I'm also a songwriter, and I play guitar in New York City where I sit at home all day and wait for a song to magically appear in my head (I'm 26). I'm depressed (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly black. I love The Dumpster and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black t-shirt and red plaid pants, green sweatshirt and black combat boots. I was wearing black nail polish and black eyeliner. I was walking outside my apartment . It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of junkies stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them. "Hey Roger!" shouted a voice. I looked up. It was... Mark Cohen!
Caught In A Hustle
Immortal Technique
Caught In A Hustle

from the hoodrats to the rich kids lost in a bubble
spray painting on the streets and at the subway tunnels
write it down and remember that we never gave in
the mind of a child is where the revolution begins

i love this song, the beat, the lyrics, to bits. would be a perfect intro to a drama film…

My Love is God, Chapter One

Hi my name is Jason Dark’ness Dementia Raven Dean and I have long ebony black hair (that’s how I got my name) with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my neck and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Christian Slater (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). [[I’m not related to Ryan McCarten but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a wizard, and I go to a magic school called Westerburg in Sherwood Ohio where I’m in the twelfth grade (I’m seventeeeeeeeeen). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love GoodWill and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black trench coat with matching black skinny jeans and a black t-shirt and black combat boots. I was walking outside Westerurg High. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of Heathers stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

“Hey JD!” shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…. Veronica Sawyer!

“What’s up Veronica?” I asked.

“Nothing.”She said shyly.

But then, I heard my slushies call me and I had to go away.