This is something you need to know, I think.
I’m telling you this ‘cause I think you should know.
Not ‘cause I want to.
I got this letter on the tenth of June, 2012.
On June sixteenth …
This is Nothing. This is what Nothing feels like. Empty and black and impossible.
Ill-equipped. We’re all ill-equipped.
You’re watching me and you’re thinking I’m a madman.
Really pay attention now. And try to stay with me. I’m not going to start at the beginning.
We’re talking today about… a lot of things, actually.
I can’t. I can’t describe it.
I read this, this sounds nothing like her. She never talked like this.
I bothers me. It feels like a betrayal. I am better informed now. I know better.
It was the most awful, most horrible thing I’ve ever seen. Ever seen.