we're all monsters.

sometimes we re-experience distasteful moments in life, that make you realize once again what kind of person you really are.

you look into the mirror, and tell the person inside that what she did was wrong. and she says she knows, but it's easier said than done.

if only we could always look at ourselves from a rational, 3rd person's perspective.

when it's time to let go, it is time to let go.

sometimes you think you're a saint, or rather you want to be a saint. but you're only just human, and humans are always ugly-ly selfish.

so besides the different spelling, humans may very well be no different from monsters.