'There's such a sad thing. People just too easy call others 'monsters'. Or a strange beings. Or perverts. You see, this world isn't easy like they think. I don't have face and you're a 'creation'. But for them we're only a creepy trash. For each other... We're precious. You don't remember me but I know YOU from 'long time ago'. ME from 'long time ago'... Just don't ask. 'They' destroyed me. Yes, 'they'. People. People who don't like creepy trash. Their beloved 'normality'...'