I feel like I'm nothing.
There's nothing I can do or make or say or try that will stop the end.
I'm without purpose now.
I thought I would be happier after cutting off my remaining emotions for Laura... but now I just feel empty.
Really fucking empty.
And also this sense of unease...
I'm just sitting here, trying to learn a song on this ol' guitar here...
Haven't played it in a while.
This feels like the calm before the storm.
We're going to raise Hell.
We're going to kill all the Traitors.
The Lonely Hearts are never going to control me again.
I will not be a caged bird.
