"ah, the glorious world of self destruction. the wounds keep bleeding, and if they don’t, you’ll find a way to cut them open. feels good, doesn’t it? that’s what I thought, honey. Let him touch you. Let him get to that place. Let him destroy your soul bit by bit. He cuts you open, and you keep bleeding and bleeding ‘till nothing hurts anymore and you’re one numb animal. and you’re both animals. and it’s beautiful, but it’s not what you wanted. you wanted love, didn’t you? well, guess what. wrong place. this place isn’t for love."