Weltschmerz: Its The Depression You

This One's For Alaska Young!

I Have An Augustus Waters Fetish.

He Liked The Mere Act Of Reading, The Magic Of Turning Scratches On A Page Into Words Inside His Head.

I Wondered If There Would Ever Be A Day When I Didn't Think About Alaska, Wondered Whether I Should Hope For A Time When She Would Be A Distant Memory - Recalled Only On The Anniversary Of Her Death, Or Maybe A Couple Of Weeks After, Remembering Only After Having Forgotten.

There's Your Labyrinth Of Suffering. We Are All Going. Find Your Way Out Of That Maze.