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FOOD FOR THOUGHT.

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.

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"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."

been to hell

The weather reflects my minds’ endeavors as I get together to research the now and find out if it leads to forever. The temperature’s unreadable; but my mind is now unbeatable – I’m too old to fold due to the cold; hell, it’s greetable, because I’ve never in my life understood just why I fight to live in this pressure – suit existence when I’m shown resistance. By all of lifes’ admittants; I’m simply tryin’ to go the distance, so if you want to criticize me, stand behind me, you hindrances. I’m used to different opinions because I know a lot of factitious sons of bitches who think that they can make a difference in my interests – nonsense: this style of surreptitious defiling annihilates your attempted finesse.

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