Cant stop thinking. Patrick really hates the way he lives. He wishes he could be as dumb as everyone around him about it, not think deeper than "hell yeah cocaine and money", to live in the moment and be genuine. His entire life is a mask, he even has artificual music opinions, and he wish he could just not be deeper than the mask. But also really wishes to not have the mask. The entire film he wants to be found out sooo bad, be unmasked and asked to ponder what he is. He needs to know that life is more than this. He desperately wants to be himself, for people to know who he is, but the only thing he knows he is that is not artificial is that he is a murderer, he constantly flirts with confessing. Out of self-preservation, he doesnt actually, but he constantly edges it, because he really wants people to find out. Until he panics and actually confesses, of course. His final breakdown is realising that he will have to keep living this facade because even if he truly lays it all bare, the world simply just doesnt look, doesnt care.