ihatepageruth:lornadoome:pinkwargasm:ladyscarface:mayblurredpartea:eraseurhead:horrorharbour:mutantminds:cristinemonster:angelicavonmunster:
Morticia: When we first met years ago, it was an evening much like this. Magic in the air. A boy.
Gomez: A girl.
Morticia: An open grave. It was my first funeral.
Gomez: You were so beautiful. Pale and mysterious. No one even looked at the corpse.
(via lesfemmefatale)
