JACOB: I don’t know what you had wanted. But I don’t think it’s what you got. Share your worst fears
PATRICK: These children play foolish games. These children with foolish names. They wallow. These children f*ck in the rain. These children f*ck
J: Nothing sinks faster than when it’s full of guilt. And I’m sad to say, you’ll be at the bottom in a matter of seconds
J&P: Sink faster
P: I hope the salt reminds you of home. I hope you grasp tightly when you’re alone. I hope you scream with no hope to be saved. I hope this is what you craved
J: The inner me I can’t control. For the thoughts in my head weigh more than gold