I'm feeling a bit morbid and depressing today, so, I'm here to present you with the morgue photos of Marilyn Monroe. Yes, the last photos ever taken of her, on August 5th, 1962, as the famous blonde layed on a cold steel slab, lifeless. It's sad when you think about it, her father killed in an accident when she was 3, her mother commited when she was 7, raped at 8 with an abortion to top it off, passed through countless foster families and group homes for years, married at 16. Divorced at 20, attempted suicide at 23, two more failed marriages, 8 more abortions, and four miscarriages. All the while, she put up the persona of a glamorous, beautiful, airheaded sex symbol, when really she was manically depressed, self medicated, natural red head, that during her first planned pregnancy, took her maternity time to earn an english degree. And to be married at 16, she was only a teenager. When she wrote her autobiography, she said she never felt like a housewife, ignoring her chores and playing with the neighborhood children until her husband called for her, almost as if she was a child. 
In fact, it's a wonder she ever grew up, the constant emotional beating she must've taken. I can't imagine what it must've been like, to live a topsy-turvy life in the spotlight, looking for love in all the wrong places, and making mistakes with real love. When she died, she sat at the morgue for 3 days before her first Hollywood husband, Joe DiMaggio claimed her body, after divorcing her 8 years before. And it's horrible, the urban legend of what happened to her. For almost 50 years now, rumors, and rumors, and rumors have swirled to this day about her supposed affairs with the Kennedy brothers, John & Robert. Both of whom are rumored to have had Marilyn murderednwhen she wanted one of them to leave his wife and marry her. When you think about it, "I Wanna Be Loved By You" is much deeper than just a silly jazz song, it's what all she ever wanted, to be loved by someone, who cared for her, thought of her, devoted themselves to her. All she aspired to was to find "the one", and look what it got her, a mysterious death, and possibly a romp in the bed after she died with a necgrophelliac, better known as a person who has sexy time with a dead person. No one will ever know why, or how, she died 46 years ago, but she'll always live on, in movies, in film, in the persona she created. Because without that, she's just Norma Jean Mortenson, a curly-haired redhead with a dark past, who never grew up really.
I may not have the dark past, but in a way, me and Marilyn, have something in common.......
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