吸血鬼日记

This 文章 is about THE LOOPHOLE the writers created for Stefan’s sake another reason to keep him as “Saint” Stefan and for him not take any kind of responsibility, another excuse for him to play the “good” brother.

So as we all know Stefan has turned off his humanity all summer willingly/all 由 himself, NO compellation what so ever NOBODY FORCED him to CUT people’s head OFF, and for him to do that his humanity button was OFF but yet somehow he still had enough humanity to call Elena really?? How is that even possible? How a good person ripe off someone’s head for one second,...

Chapter 2

Damon was feeling even thirstier than he was when he went into the cinema, the sky was growing dark now, and he needed to feed.

The girl who rejected him made his thirst 更多 intense, her rejection made him want her even more; he wasn't going to give up until she was his.

He walked down a dark alley, a girl was walking through he stalked over to her like a predator preparing to pounce.

"You shouldn't be out 由 yourself at night, 你 never know what might be lurking in the shadows" Damon steeped in front of her with a smirk on his lips.

The girls brown hair swung 前锋, 期待 as she stopped...

This is my opinion about why Damon should win Elena:
Damon is a much 更多 complicating character than Stefan. He is strong, intelligent, always wears a mask to hide his true feelings and in the beginning he is being presented to us as the bad guy who is proved not to be so bad after all. In reality, if we look a bit deeper, we will find out that Damon hides much 更多 behind that mask than we know.
One thing is certain: the main feelings are pain and rejection. While still human, Damon was constantly overshadowed 由 his little brother, Stefan. He loved his mother very much, yet she had to die...

Chapter 1:
December 1
Dear Diary,
I had a feeling that something terrible was going to happen today.
I don’t know why I wrote that. It’s outrageous. I have no reason to be upset, but every reason to be happy, but here I am at 8:30 in the evening, scared. But that doesn’t explain why I feel so lost.
The 日 before I left Virginia Beach, while I was gather a bag full of clothes. I came across five old journals, leather covers with old coffee stained pages. They were my great Uncle Jonathans’ journals; he was one of the first founder families in Mystic Falls and believed that there were vampires...