Paper, paper being torn in half;
Mirror, mirror being shattered into pieces;
Tree, tree being sawed to the ground;
Fruit, fruit being sliced into thin slices.
They liked it, they all liked the pain they receive.
Just like me.
Pain is beautiful; pain is a drug.
Alcohol, alcohol poured on flesh;
Blade, tip of blade touched on skin;
Stings, indulgence of fiery stings;
Gashes, indulgence of icy gashes.
Sensations, the sensations are all addictive.
No need to quit.
Pain is toxic; pain is a sin.
Venom and acid as drinks,
Spiders and scorpions as massagers.
Very worth it.