8 Seconds to Robert Pattinson...

I promise that this will be the last time you’ll see me.

I won’t come back.

I won’t put you through anything like this again.

You can go on with your life

without any more interference from me.

It will be as if I’d never existed.

Edward Cullen, New Moon, Chapter 3, p.71

This is one of my favorite pictures of Rob.

I feel like this is the closest

to who he really is.

I bet that a lot of people

would look at that picture...

and not even know who it was.

Of course, those people are idiots...

but I digress.

There is this thing I've read about...

where the average male

thinks about sex...

like every 8 seconds or something like that.

That's kinda how much

I think about Rob.

Every 8 seconds.

So...

Rob is like sex to me.

Makes sense.

Yeah...it makes sense

if you are an obsessed lunatic.

Every 8 seconds.

Rob.

OK...I had typed

'every 8 sexonds'

No shit.

Is that a typo?

Or a Freudian slip?

Rob.

Well...

the 'c' and the 'x'

are right next to each other

on the keyboard.

So it could most definitely

be a typo.

Rob.

But then again...

my fucking brain

obviously never fucking stops

(every 8 motherbitching seconds)

thinking about Robert.

So...

I could very naturally

assume that

Sex and Rob...

would come to mind.

Hmmm.

Rob.

Am I overthinking this?

Well...

YES!

It's what I fucking do!

Think...

Rob.

Think...

and fucking THINK again!

So where the hell was I?

Oh yeah.

Rob.

It's been 8 seconds...

Robert.

No wonder my heart and my mind

are always so overwhelmed.

8 seconds of peace.

Rob.

Bye for now ♥