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MY BOYYYY THATS MY SON (boy that’s edward cullen da fuck)

i'm at a loss for how to respond to this, quite frankly. i'm no stranger to hearing about horrific acts against mankind with this, but what makes the act of killing so unlike those other documentaries and cinematic recreations is that it is so personal, so close to the aggressor. one of the clearest examples to realize that evil is capable anywhere just as much as goodness is, but man is it not unnervingly shocking to have to realize this again and again.