Everyone says that once you die you become a corpse that only looks like a zombie. Something unholy and ugly.
But to me, once they die, they become even more holy! They become more beautiful, not because they were ugly in life, but because they’re now at peace.
If I were to die tomorrow, I’d hope to look as beautiful and at peace as all of those whose family kept post-mortem photos of.
The beauty of lost youth, the beauty behind the disease.
Here are some post-mortem photos from before 2000’s.
Most of them are around the victorian times (1880-1920).