BLOOD MOUTH

"I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness."

Anaïs Nin (via lllby)

(Source: thetides, via lllby)

vintagegal:

”Burn Witch Burn” by Virgil Finlay for Famous Fantastic Mysteries (June 1942)

Karen Greenlee was a necrophiliac. Her secret was found out when she took off with a hearse and was missing for two days. She was found, having overdosed on codeine. In the casket, with the dead man, was a letter she had written, outlining her sexual adventures with many cadavers. In that letter she states,
“Why do I do it? Why? Why? Fear of love, relationships. No romance ever hurt like this … It’s the pits. I’m a morgue rat. This is my rathole, perhaps my grave.”
When later asked in an interview HOW she had sex with the bodies, she replied:
“People ask questions like that— even people who seem pretty cool, seem to have open minds— then when you tell them, they say, “That’s very interesting,” then don’t want to have much to do with me. I don’t mind telling people how I do it. It doesn’t matter to me, but anyone adept sexually shouldn’t have to ask. People have this misconception that there has to be penetration for sexual gratification, which is bull! The most sensitive part of a woman is the front area anyway and that is what needs to be stimulated.
Besides, there are different aspects of sexual expression: touchy-feely, 69, even holding hands. That body is just lying there, but it has what it takes to make me happy. The cold, the aura of death, the smell of death, the funereal surroundings, it all contributes.”