It Hurts.

I'm not on my laptop where my hundreds and hundreds of Rob pics are located. I'm sitting in the den...on the desktop...with a handful of pictures to choose from. We've already discussed the fact that my husband found this very folder...and said "No, you're NOT obsessed". Whatthefuckever.

Anyway. I don't really have it in me to post today. I'm in pain.

My heart is aching.

I miss Rob so much...and it feels ridiculous to feel this way. But it's the truth.

The God damn fucking truth.

He's so beautiful.

My heart feels like its breaking.

Fuck. Me.

Fuck. This.

Bye for now♥

Something in the way he moves...

*sigh*

Obviously, the man is perfection.

But there is something 'in the way he moves'...

that drives me crazy.

Since I am going through Rob withdrawal, I have found myself watching (again and again...and yes, fucking again)

the interviews that I have on my DVR.

I know that I have mentioned before that the Leno interview is my favorite. But see that first picture? I have to fucking rewind countless times just to see him walk into the studio...

I mean...FUCKING LOOK AT HIM.

God. The way he fucking MOVES.

Fucking breaks my heart.

Shattered. Fucking shattered.

And the other picture...one of my ALL TIME favorites...I always thought it was because of the sunglasses (it is) or the fanfuckingtastic smile on his face (oh, it is) or the bullshit clothes he is wearing (yes, yes...it IS!)...but he's fucking MOVING in the picture. Casually strolling...looking fucking phenomenal doing it. Sometimes it just fucking HURTS so much to look at him.

Laughter, joy, and loneliness

and sex and sex and sex and sex

Look at me, I'm in tatters

I'm a shattered...

Shattered.

(Thanks Rolling Stones)

Bye for now♥

The End of the World...As We Know It.

Yeah.

Same shit. Different day.

That fucking bullshit cigarette.

It fucking kills me.

Everytime I see a new picture of him with his lips wrapped around a cig...

Well, you know what I mean, don't you?

Admit it.

Don't even try and fucking deny it.

It fucking knocks your socks off.

Right the fuck off.

I have nothing more to say.

I feel dizzy.

Bye for now♥

Tuesday's Quote

Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget;

it was a hard line to walk.

Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 4, p.117