I tried to imagine it. Then I remembered I'm not 12.
INSTEAD what I imagined is that I take a few simple bits of sharpened wood and kill the ENTIRE Cullen family along with Bella Swan, thus saving myself...nay...the world from their horror any longer.
P.S. In this imagination, Edward Cullen pleads like a little bitch, then whines when his mascara
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