Dream Weaver

Do you want me to sing to you?

I’ll sing all night

if it will keep the bad dreams away.

Edward Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 6, p.105

I wasn't going to post today...

But the MTV Movie Awards are on tonight..

And I am certain that I will be a hot mess

after watching Rob and Kristen...

Seeing the NEW MOON trailer...

So I'm not sure if I will

be coherent and in any shape to post tomorrow.

There is only so much torture

one human can endure.

I've been dreaming a lot lately.

Every once in a while

Rob sneaks in there...

But in my Rob dreams

We sit and talk

And he smiles at me.

He always smiles at me.

But the dreams I've been having lately...

are a bit more disturbing.

(like my complete and utter obsession with Rob ISN'T)

The dreams are varied in some ways...

but all have the same basic theme running through them.

I'm back in high school...

but I can't find my class...

I'm in a shopping mall...

but I can't seem to find my way out...

I'm in a parking lot..

And my car just can't be found.

See what I mean?

What the fuck am I looking for?

Searching...

endlessly searching.

Obviously there is something missing in my life...

Something that I am constantly looking for.

Something that I don't have...

that is eluding me...

That I desperately want to find.

Hmmm.

What could that be?

WHO could that be?

Rob has no doubt infiltrated every fiber

of my being.

I cannot escape the angst...

even in sleep.

You fucking own me, Rob.

Bye for now ♥