It was probably the ending that was doomed from the beginning. They are all independent entities. If they are put together, they have to smooth the edges, cut off the sharp corners, and use glue to piece together the fragments that cannot stick together.
It is a part of their body, the wound that cannot be cut with a knife, the decisive courage that likes to bang their head against the wall, and the hideous blue veins that are exposed and blistered by hot water.
"If there was a famine and you were faced with expired cans, rotten meat, and smelly fish soup, which one would you choose?"
"I had no choice."
Purpose: Praise dreams, praise love