Sit Down, Don't Touch Anything

A face is born out of chaos. It struggles to exist. It struggles to find its purpose. It struggles to sit on a chair. In fact, it struggles with a lot of things. But thank god, it’s trying. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ A face is born out of chaos. It struggles to exist. It struggles to find its purpose. It struggles to sit on a chair. In fact, it struggles with a lot of things. But thank god, it’s trying. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ A face is born out of chaos. It struggles to exist. It struggles to find its purpose. It struggles to sit on a chair. In fact, it struggles with a lot of things. But thank god, it’s trying. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ A face is born out of chaos. It struggles to exist. It struggles to find its purpose. It struggles to sit on a chair. In fact, it struggles with a lot of things. But thank god, it’s trying. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯