In the nineteenth century, it was wrongly believed that the last image seen by the eyes of a dying person would be fixed on the retina.
What would be the last image fixed on this dying eye?
What you did to me is in my head.
And I will find it.
I’m not the intelligent psychopath you’re looking for
“Sometimes I think I have felt everything I’m ever gonna feel. And from here on out, I’m not gonna feel anything new. Just lesser versions of what I’ve already felt.”