I'm such a fucking masochist.

Or maybe a sadist. So I'm reading Midnight Sun, and I decided to re-read chapter 1. Edward is planning all the ways he can kill Bella and about 20 other people. Who gets into the head of a guy planning to kill people and think IT'S SO FUCKING HOT? Like, I wish I was Bella, if he killed her. I wouldn't mind dying that way. I want his teeth to pierce through my neck. DEAR GOD, IT'S HOT.

Excerpts (Warning: may cause um...):

"Some would hear...and I'd be forced to kill even more innocents in this black hour.
And her blood would cool while I murdered the others."

"The monster in my head smiled in anticipation."

"Even if she had time to scream, which she would not, there would be no one to hear."

"And when I had her alone, there would be no chance of anyone else getting hurt. And no reason to rush through the experience, the monster in my head agreed."

So am I a sick son of a bitch, or what?