If only I were a doctor and have a really sharp "will-not-blunt" scalpel, I would have my face removed and sell my soul to the black markets or to some triads and then transplant a new one to myself so that I am not a living as a moving black-sheep breed of cocoon and will not evolving as a hanging-high-up with some torn up wings in a nest that situated in the dark lair with a sadistic smile face.
But I`m not a doctor.
And I dont have the sharp scalpel; Because my skin is so thick and impenetrable.
And also because. Everyone is a larva. It`s just the same as it goes.