“We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting”.

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(…)

-What's vampires?

-They're not very nice. They bite your neck, and drink your blood. Stuff like that.

Not very sociable.

- What do they do that for, Pa?

- Because if they don't, they get old.

They do it to stay young.

Then the people whose blood they drunk, well, they get old... and then they die.

And during the day, they sleep in a coffin... and at night they turn into a bat.

If they feel so inclined.

(…)

-Did your father ever touch you anywhere?

-Yeah.

-Where?

-In the kitchen.

-Anywhere else?

-Anyplace outside the kitchen?

(…)

-Why don't you go play with your friends? 

-They're all dead. 


Post Scriptum: Apaixonada por este filme.

Um filme de vampiros sem vampiros.

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