dernier cri
29.4.11
There is something about darkness of character that gets me every time
Like the attraction of rich suburban teenagers to urban bohemia
dark, mysterious, morose...
I woulda been so hot for Edgar Allen Poe
lament, lament, Lenore...
Makes me wanna eat yer soul
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