I officially changed my journal.

If you want the new one, you'll have to IM me at axcidentscene, if I haven't added you yet.

This is going to be another public entry. Almost like the last one, except now I want everyone to tell me what they think about me. Honestly, I want to hear it. If you don't want me to know it was you, post anonymously. (hence the public entry) I want to hear what other people think.

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ICE
Part 3.
I'll make you a God, she said.

That's what I heard. At the Mirror, in the streets. She said, move in with me. I'll give you anything you want. How could he refuse? Me crying on the phone. Or her. And everything. It wasn't much of a choice. Then he disappeared. She was alone at the Mirror, surrounded by girls and boys who looked ready ( Read more... )

ICE
Part 2
All that winter I painted him with his eyes like moons or his head crowned with stars or a frozen city melting in his hands. I had some ideas of how I was going to paint him riding on the back of a reindeer, eating snowflakes, holding a swan. He wrote songs about a girl who was a storm, a fire, a mirror. My hair grew out and I started ( Read more... )

ICE
Part 1
She came that night like every girl's worst fear; dazzling frost star ice queen. Tall and with that long silver blond hair and a flawless face, a perfect body in white crushed velvet and a diamond snowflake tiara. The boys and girls parted to let her through - they had instantaneously given up on him when they saw her. I felt almost - ( Read more... )

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