without you, i'm nothing.

the days just keep passing,

Ive gotten new tattoos, booze, morrissey tickets, new shoes, good pills and a stack of burnt cd's that WE have always wanted.

all of my favorite things. But I still feel empty and lost, and every funny story I wish you could here and when I come home from a night out I just want to tell you everything that happened. I want you to have a beer with me, I want you to see my new tattoo.

I'm writing this to you like you are actually gonna read it, but you can't, you wont.

I'm starting to feel your presence less and less, That's just not fair, I don't know how much more life I can live without you.