Jigsaw

It's a little odd, isn't it? There's a little bit of you in everyone. Fond memories and criticism alike. Oh, how they love you. Oh, how they despise you! It's a little strange, isn't it? There's a little bit of everyone in you. Trinkets and objects of your hate all about. Oh, how sweet! Oh, how so very inappropriate. Tut! It's a little beautiful, isn't it? There's all of us in us. All we have is us. All we have is All.