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Till death do us part…?
One with the forest.
Free interpretation of Where the wild roses grow by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. On the last day, I took her where the wild roses grow She lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief And I … Continue reading
Elisabeth Short, aka The Black Dahlia.
(If you’re clueless about this one you should look here.)
please don’t cry, it’s just a masquerade