|Did I say he was mine? Well... he is.|
Nothing much going on... as usual.
Robert and Kristen are eating turkey leftovers...
and pumpkin pie.
I don't know...
I can just kinda picture them all satisfied and happy
cuddling on a couch with a big blanket wrapped around them...
and being all content.
|She's right... I am hers. Kristen OWNS me.|
I was going to talk about the constant competition
that is always surrounding Rob and Kristen's movies.
How some people want Kristen to do badly...
or Robert to do badly...
Like one affects the other.
So if WTTR doesn't do well...
It makes Remember Me better?
I don't get it.
I liked Remember Me
I liked The Runaways.
I will watch any movie Robert is in.
I will watch any movie Kristen is in.
I don't need to trash one to make the other look good.
So when OTR comes out...
or Bel Ami... or WFE...
I will see them all.
You can't compare their work against each other.
They aren't rivals for the same roles...
I'm guessing Rob and Kristen support each other...
I'm guessing we will see more of that support in the future.
|Where is Kristen? OH! There she is!|
I LOVE LOVE LOVE this picture.
It is the background on my phone.
I look at it every damn day
and I still haven't gotten tired of it.
Oh yeah... Kellen looks pretty good too...
but I will admit that I cropped him out on my phone picture.
Robert is walking.
And that smile.
Never gonna get tired of it.
|Guess what? I own Robert Pattinson. And he likes it...|
So I guess the picture of Rob/Kristen at the wedding with
Tom and company isn't a manip?
Does that mean Rob took Kristen as his date?
I think at this point...
It's a given.
The invitation probably came addressed to Rob and Kristen...
at their house.
The house they S.H.A.R.E.
|Who knows how long I've loved you... You know I love you still.|
I don't even have a 'Foam of the Day'
because quite honestly...
I'm too lazy to go through my emails/DMs and pick one out.
And although the Foam is always worth a giggle...
And while I know it's not nice to make fun of stupidity...
I can't help but poke the foam.
It's too easy.
What kind of smartass shit-stirrer would I be
if I just let these priceless delusions slip away?
My paddle is at the ready.
This post is brought to you by the letter *T*
T for Tome.
Where do you people come up with this stuff?
All Roads Lead To Tome.
There's No Place Like Tome.
Tome Is Where The Heart Is.
Bye for now