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❝They say that hell is a place where memory’s dead and the only thing left is this moment moving further away.❞
— Song for the Sun, Swans (via betweensilenceandsleep)
(Source: requiemfortheforgotten)
She's in Parties.
This place is more like some desolate attic rather than a blog. Here you are most likely to find Peter Murphy and his leather pants, everything glam/goth/post-punk, photography of all kind, things grotesque and old, architecture, art, androgynity and anything aesthetically pleasing to the eye and ear including David Bowie and high cheekbones.
