“It's a day for singing about literary fandoms.”
It's a day for singing about literary fandoms.
"Out on the wiley, windy moors We'd roll and fall in green. You had a temper like my jealousy: Too hot, too greedy. How could you leave me, When I needed to possess you? I hated you. I loved you, too." 1
This song has been lodged inside my brain all morning long and I would like to pass the earworm on to you! 9
So why exactly did Heathcliff dig up Cathy's body? Call me cynical but I don't believe it was for taxidermy purposes... #CrimeWeek 14
Add some beauty to your Friday: Wuthering Heights by Kate Bush
You seriously need a reason?