Cemetery Confessions: Gothic Parlor
Remember when goth gatherings existed? Wax nostalgic no more! You are cordially invited to join us at my estate in the woods. Dress yourself in your most comfortable finery, pour your favorite beverage and watch out for the candelabras. As we sit around our ornately carved table dripping in crushed velvet as we discuss Marilyn Manson, Big Dick Goth Boyfriends, and whether or not the ocean is soup.