你活着，你学习。你爱着，你学习。你哭泣，你学习。你失去，你学习。你流血，你学习。你尖叫，你学习。

Truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it will just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream。

I want the work to ask questions, not provide answers.

别人为食而生存，我为生存而食。