Jan 14, 2016
( @styllstic )
❝ Well I don’t look nothing like you, SUGAR — Guess her type in women ain’t as permanent as the one in men. ❞
There’s somewhat of an unspoken connection between those claimed by the devouring force of the Countess, one spanning a century of heartbreak and death. She’s cold and DEAD, but a figment of her imagination at the worst. This hotel had a way of driving them all crazy one by one with its art deco bullshit it ate them all up.