Release Her Ice-Box
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Last published Sun, Nov 26, 2017
Ice-Box /ˈaɪsˌbɒks/- a box that is filled with ice or to keep things cold.
Metaphorically, it means you're cold hearted or you're heart can be an Ice Box, you don't let love in. You're emotionless, you dont love. You're incapable of it.
But some days you just want to feel something. Sometimes you gotta let your guard down for once to feel something.
Just like Daphne Guerrero, the 15 year old, lesbian with an ice box replacing her heart.
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