t: violet. something's changed in you. d: you never leave your room. you barely eat. these are textbook signs of depression. we're very concerned, vi. t: you're mutilating yourself. v: you do it. t: not anymore. promise me you'll never cut yourself again. v: i'm sad. t: me too. t: you're distant, cold. i don't know what i've done, but... i'll leave you alone from now on if that's what you want. is that what you want? t: the world is a filthy place. it's a filthy god damn horror show. there's so much pain, you know. there's so much. t: if you're trying to kill yourself cut vertically, they can't stitch that up. v: i'm depressed, i'm not gonna off myself. t: if you're trying to kill yourself you might also try locking the door. t: you know why i'd leave you alone? because i care about your feelings more than mine. i love you. i would never let anybody or anything hurt you.