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Dear Journal,
Ever see the pile of chipped ice after a sculptor has created his masterpiece? Do you realize that ice is transparent, like people? You'll think you've got a nice pile of ice but it melts and turns into a puddle which diverts deep into the ground. So fuck you and your fucking elegance.
I'll burn a hole in your face just to see what's on the other side.
Ever see the pile of chipped ice after a sculptor has created his masterpiece? Do you realize that ice is transparent, like people? You'll think you've got a nice pile of ice but it melts and turns into a puddle which diverts deep into the ground. So fuck you and your fucking elegance.
I'll burn a hole in your face just to see what's on the other side.