Somewhere out in the back of your mind
Comes your real life and the life that you know
It seems like it was the creation
of some of those same old things
It seemed to be the only thing left out in the light
Comes your real life and the life that you know
It seems like it was the creation
of some of those same old things
It seemed to be the only thing left out in the light
She had trusted many
But been unfamiliar with
Almost everyone but you
Well maybe I'm just thinking that
the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you,
if I do say so myself
I have known this much longer
than I've known you
She had trusted many
And then there would be someone
who would enter into her presence
That she could sense for miles
She dreamed of her wanton luxury
And she laughed and she cried
and she tried to taunt him
And he hated to be separated
From that picture... No
Well maybe I'm just thinking that
the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Ooh, well there is magic all around you,
if I do say so myself
Well I have known this much longer
than I've known you
if I do say so myself
Well I have known this much longer
than I've known you
Ooh there is magic all around you
Everytime you walk in the room
Well maybe I'm just thinking
that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you,
if I do say so myself
Well I have known this much longer
than I've known you
Well maybe I'm just thinking
that the rooms are all on fire
Everytime that you walk in the room
Well there is magic all around you,
if I do say so myself
Well I have known this much longer
than I've known you
Thank you Stevie Nicks.
Sometimes the fire is so intense...
Scorching hot
You might need to turn down the flame every so often
But it never goes out.
Final Thoughts.
1. I've been getting all sorts of emails/comments/tweets
telling me how 'cruel' I am when I talk about September.
And the number 9.
Um. Seriously?
Why can't September just mean... September.
My favorite month of the year.
Maybe 9 really is just a number.
Did I ever say it meant more?
Nope.
Sometimes I tweet stuff that has NOTHING to do
with Rob and/or Kristen.
Because unlike so many others...
I do have other interests besides them.
There really is a world beyond Rob and Kristen.
(Go forth and explore!)
My tweets aren't cryptic clues...
Sometimes they are just silly tweets.
Yeah... I admit...
I might like to push the Lunatics buttons from time to time
(they make it SO easy)
So how about people relax
and stop taking shit so seriously?
Stop trying to interpret my words.
Because you're usually wrong.
And lighten the fuck up, Francis.
Smile.
Laugh.
Twirl.
Find something else to do besides obsessing
over every inane insignificant detail in
Rob and Kristen's life.
They will be just fine.
Really.
2. 2014 will be a phenomenal year
for Rob/Kristen.
And no...that's not cryptic.
(Or is it?)
I'm talking about the fact that they will each
have TWO movies coming out...
So we get to watch them do their job
and maybe see them dress up and do interviews
and stuff like that.
Which I like.
A lot.
3. CJ posted this pic on his instagram.
"I won't give um the bird, I'll give um the Bee! #bumblebee"
OH NOES!
WHAT DOES IT MEAN??
OH MY LAWD HE HAS A BEE TATTOO!
HE MUST BE FLIPPING OFF ROB AND DIOR!
CONSPIRACY!!!
So... would CJ get a Dior Bee tattoo...
(Is it a tattoo?)
just so he could flip off Rob?
(Did you even KNOW that there was a Dior Bee?)
Kinda far fetched... isn't it?
Even for CJ.
Sure.
I'm sure he likes messing with this fandom...
who doesn't?
(The Lunatic Fringe makes it easy to make fun of)
But sometimes people take the conspiracy theories
A BEE TOO FAR.
Maybe he likes Bees.
Bees.
Maybe He adores Rob SO much he thought
it would be cool to get a Dior Bee tattoo...
Bees.
Maybe the Bee is a OG symbol of love!
Bees.
Maybe he was just saying...
"Hey Rob and Kristen Bee together and say FUCK YOU"
Bees.
Maybe the Bee has nothing to do with Dior...
Bees.
Maybe people are just fucking crazy
and like to get all pissy and bitter over nothing
Because that is ALL they know.
Bees.
This post is brought to you by Freedom of Choice.
I'm not here to tell anyone what to think.
Or how to feel.
That's up to you.
I already know what I Bee-lieve.
And of course...
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What would a post be without Tom?
Love is long.
Until next time.
Bye for now

















