I wanna die, I hate my life, I'm depressed and I have no control over my life. Nothing - what I do, where I go, what I eat or where I sleep. I won't get into details because I'm trying to keep from actually killing myself but I just wanna say, books are my only escape.

Nothing, nothing shuts out the world like books. If they don't stop me I can just read for eight, ten, twelve hours straight. I don't eat, I don't drink, I barely go take a piss. I just read.

Books and music are the best tools for mentally surviving difficult times. So cheers, and thank god I'm not dyslectic.