You were right about the end. It didn't make a difference. Everything I can remember, I remember wrong.

There's a void, under my ribcage, where my heart used to be.

It needs to be filled but…

I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT.