Good Life at the End

I don't like justice because justice makes sense. Like a little girl in love, she keeps saying in her ears, "I am right, I am right, I am the most reasonable." So, from the day I came to this broken world, I only yearned for beauty. Because I don't say anything about the beauty, I just caress your face and look at you tenderly! A small single-family building among the ruins, with rooms with balconies slanted on the building. I'm young and don't understand what love is, nor do I understand what friendship or family affection is. All I know is that in this world that is so smelly that it can make water boil, I have to keep the things that make me feel comfortable.