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Welcome to my blog!

Hello my name is: Icicle Audacity. All I see are ghxsts. I'm the misguided stride for self improvement - a sadistic, futuristic machine. A hollow cold emitted through vibrant lights, it’s a warm as wool winter but I’ve got a chill I can’t shake. This is what I am & I think I’m fine in my own misguidance. My bones are frozen, my marrow has turned to ice - my body is just a body, a corpse without a head. I'm just a vessel & my brain has long been dead.

Dylan McAmmond
En Vogue Photography

"That's really the only thing that matters to me, is that I make art for a living. And if I make art for a living... I win."


Waking up in a foreign bed to the lines of light through heavy snow, and the sound of heavy breathing. Another uneasy morning in another cursed town only hoping to make sense of what is and what might not be what it seems.

I swallow heavy past the lump in my throat with the thought of the grave remains of a hopeful thought and an unparallel want.

An awkward city that could become an awkward home.

A hopeful wish that could rip me, torn.

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