- Mind: Cut. Do it. It's ok. Cut. Come on. You know you want to. You deserve to. You're disgusting. You're a horrible person. Do it. DO IT.
- Blades: Come on. I'll make it all better. Just relax and feel. It'll be ok. You won't to suffer anymore. I'll help you sleep. Come on do it. Cut. No one has to know. It'll be our little secret. Come on you little cunt! COME ON AND DO IT!
- Me: .... Ok.