Post-Traumatic War Machines / The Pessimists still won't believe Throw away my past mistakes / It's all I can to feel Let my weapons be your CHILDREN / Let my armies be your DAMNED Try to suffer on in silence / TRY TO STOP ME IF YOU CAN
A silent daydreamer who spends most of his time on visual graphics. Lacks of consistency; loves experimenting new media; and dislikes typicality. Falls into the sneaker and fashion culture. Currently, working/bringing his alter-ego to the art scenes.
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