"When I look at what happened in my life, not that I do not want to see things exactly as they happened. I just prefer to remind them of an art form. And in truth, the lie that everything is much more honest because I invented. analytical Psychology tells us that a trauma is certainly an irrevocable death. memories are not recycled as objects and particles in quantum physics. they may be lost forever. it is as if my past was an unfinished painting, and as an artist that painting, I should fill in all the ugly holes and let them beautiful again. not that I have been dishonest, but I hate reality. For example, that girl left, she asked for jelly beans and a knife a few hours ago. they just gave her the bullets. I just wish they had given the jelly beans for me. "  Little Monsters