But I'm just amazed at how evil it is, and how pure it is.
Evil? Yes. She's not even her at all, she's a man-eating demon, her gut rumbling when hungry is disgusting, her blood dripping hair smells rotten;
he's a pedophile, he's probably only known her for three months, He hoisted his prey without emotion, slit his throat, bled blood, and wasted his life horribly, timidly failing again and again;
his hair color was almost the same, he was humble and cowardly, timid by nature but dark inside, When he slashed the bark with the knife, he was just repeating the so-called humiliation of the strong against the weak.
Is it pure? Yes. She for him, willing to eat something sweet and highly toxic on their own, because his word, wash himself, all his repressed desires and breath, or to one of his gestures, their lives;
he order She gave up all her humanity and self-respect as a human being, even if she burned her face with sulfuric acid, she still wanted to protect her identity, and even in the end, she offered herself as food, even if she faced her own pleas, she would only show pity of indifference.
As for him, he doesn't care about her identity, the life and death of others, or even whether the next prey is himself. He just abandoned everything and left with her. When he knocked out "kiss you", he didn't even care about the road. Whether not to return.
Yes, I understand she's a vampire, he's a pedophile, and he's just a poor 12-year-old self-imposed. She might just need another helper and be in vain, he might just be a total villain indulging in his own perverted sexuality, and he's just immature and doesn't know eroticism and self-preservation.
But the whiteness of the sky has long since washed away the distortions of our instincts in the vulgar world. It is evil, so evil that we refuse to protect ourselves, it is pure, so pure that we cover it with human nature, life and death, good and evil, etc. It is difficult to look directly at the bright light, this is true love, it has nothing to do with sexual desire, life and death, and goodness evil. Staying is death, and staying away is freedom. The 200-year-old vampire may not only be revealing his own dangers, but love to the extreme, that is, death, who can understand everything.
I can never get this kind of love, because I can't; I can't go to sleep in the face of "I'm not a girl" "You're not going to do anything" when she is naked, I can't go to my lover Killing, disfiguring, I can't give up everything, even my life to pursue the light that may not exist for a long time.
But I adore this kind of love, and you can say that love that annihilates sexuality is but a phantom, but isn't this pleasure of the soul above the body the highest ideal we have always sung and clothed with beauty? You can say that love that hurts innocents is extremely selfish, but when each other can freely sacrifice their lives, then everything except each other is just dust; you can also say that such love is deformed and vicious, yes, the essence of love is In this way, sweet to pain, pure to death. . . . . .
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