🦌The Roaring Twenties, Ain't over yet, Darling~🪽

1936, February 14th, the date of my death from a shot to the forehead when I was visiting my older brother's gravesite after avenging his unjustified death... ironic that I died the way he did when he was alive, but I was a serial killing seductress by drawing those fools in with my voice, killing them, than serving their hearts on silver platters.