Woah sick

Today I made this :)

the team next to mine. their exhibit looks kinda sick. i would post a photo of my team's project but it's not 100% done yet and i'm planning to pull off another 11am miracle tomorrow

I spent the day in this public library near my house and it's fucked up how chill it is in here

I should come here more often

stinky

impressive

I spent my life looking for knowledge
Looking for knowledge
Cause I dropped out of college
Looking for promise
Of a future with promise
Looking for something
That can make me do something
Looking for my life
To become more alive

And I'm writing these lines
In a bathroom of Public Gasan
I just took a dump in a bowl that aint mine
In a building that aint mine
In a city that ain't mine
In a country that ain't mine
And I used too much water that aint mine
To clean up a shit stain that might be mine
Cause that's not quite the kind
Of traces I wanna leave behind

Traces of my passage
Should I ever leave any
I'm writing message after message
But will I ever send any
Will I ever be proud enough of me
To feel good about imposing me
Or superimposing me
On the sight of anyone that can see

But you can't even see me right now
I'm just a shadow, do you feel me right now?
I'm talking to you, yes you who's using senses
To know that I exist despite no form of presence
Like that other guy in public Gasan
That knew I was there for the stench I still left behind

Crossing from Europe to Asia

wow sick have a good meal

thank you thank you