Know any emos, goths, manic depressives? Buy them the Perpetual Disappointments Diary, where they can wallow in misery, contemplate the futility of existence, chronicle the passage of time and rage against entropy, as it slowly erodes and destroys everything that’s beautiful and vital.
To quote Blaise Pascal,
“Imagine a number of men in chains, all under sentence of death, some of whom are each day butchered in the sight of the others; those remaining see their own condition in that of their fellows, and looking at each other with grief and despair await their turn. This is an image of the human condition.”