Kristen Stewart-- Rob is my boyfriend

How sweet is she?

You probably expected a different picture today.

You probably expected me to be laughing and giggling.

OK.

Well... I AM laughing and giggling.

How could I not be?

Kristen's GQ interview was put online last night.

And.

Oh.

My.

God.

The reactions were DELICIOUS.

Absolutely scrumptious.

Oh wait... I need to do something before I continue...

Fucking Twirl

OK.

So Kristen was quite talkative in her interview...

And for those of you who haven't seen it

(I know you all have, I just want to post it... shut up)

 I will give you the highlights...

(Thanks to Robstenation... go to their blog

if you want to read the whole article)

The day before, while at the GQ shoot, she had explained that she was looking forward to seeing more of the UK, as “my boyfriend is English”, although when I bring this up again the blood drains into her boots. “I never would have said that if I knew you were going to be interviewing me.”

The whole issue, if you don’t already know, has to do with whether or not she’s dating her Twilight co-star Robert Pattinson, the subject of which has seen more speculation than the origin of Barack Obama’s birth certificate. I tell her I’m surprised this is such an issue seeing as the evidence is already out there for all to see on the web - the photos, the stolen moments, the Christmas getaways... “Yeah, I know it is,” she admits. “So much of my life is so easily googled. I mean, it’s like, come on guys, it’s so obvious!” Her mood tights, perhaps all too aware of how much she’s already said. “But this subject, I don’t think you realise what a big deal it is for people. Well, it is a big deal.

Kristen is acutely aware of all the gossip-mongers. Far more so than I am, it seems. She knows about names: the “Robstens” (those who think K-Stew” and R-Patz” are together); the “Nonstens” (those fans who think they aren’t) and the “F***stens” (those who say they don’t give a monkey’s either way - but actually really do). I ask her who it is such a big deal to? These deranged fans? To her and Rob? What is it she’s so worried about?

"I don't worry about it at all. It's just one of those things. I'm selfish. I'm like, 'That's mine!' And I like to keep whatever is mine remaining that way. It's a funny little game to play and it's a slippery slope. I always say to myself I'm never going to give anything away because there's never any point or benefit for me."

Her boyfriend is English...

So what does this all mean?

Let's break it down...

HammerTime

OK.

Well...

What I see here is a girl...

Standing in front of an interviewer...

Telling the world that she loves Robert Pattinson.

"That's MINE!"

Yes, Kristen. We know who Rob belongs to.

And who could blame you for wanting to talk about him

even as quietly as you did...

Who could blame you for being excited...

And happy.

And in love.

He IS your boyfriend.

He IS English.

It IS obvious.

He IS yours. 

So much to smile about!

What else is there to really say?

Oh sure...

I could point and laugh at the 

IdiotsWhoDontMatter

That would be easy to do...

But why bother?

All you have to do is...

Fucking Twirl

That pisses people off

:)

Besides you're not going to change anyone's mind.

Do you really need to?

Kristen has admitted that Rob is her boyfriend.

All the excuses and rationalizations in the world

won't make a difference.

I suggest a couple of things...

First.

Laugh and laugh and laugh!

Second.

Sit back, Relax and enjoy the show!

Third.

Forecast is for Bitter Foam Storms.

Get an umbrella and shield

yourself from the bullshit as much as possible.

Fourth.

Fucking Twirl!

 Fifth.

BE HAPPY!

Happiness...

Laughing...

Enjoying the moment

Is the best reaction

It's better than being all 

Bitter and Angry and Hateful

and looking like this...

Rob isn't English! Noooooooo!

Together. Accept it.

This post is brought to you by the TRUTH

Swoon. Melt. And Swoon again...

 Tom Sturridge is all kinds of sexy sweet.

Not easy to pull off...

But he does it.

Brilliantly.

"Don't be an asshole. Don't be mean. Don't take shit. Don't settle."

"How about, er, I'm an actor and I really don't give a fuck what you think?

How about that?"

 

 Yeah.

How about that.

 

 

Bye for now. 

1 Degree of Robert Pattinson...

I didn't have to look to know who it was;
this was a voice I would know anywhere—
know, and respond to,
whether I was awake or asleep…
or even dead, I'd bet.
The voice I'd walk through fire for—
or, less dramatically,
slosh every day through the cold and endless rain for.
Edward.

Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 1, p.4

More GQ outtakes.
Everytime I look at these pictures...
I can't get over how
SAD
Rob looks.
His eyes...
Oh Lord... his eyes.
Anyway.
I had some stuff rolling around in my head...
silly, inane bullshit for the most part.

1. Robert Pattinson
He's always in my head.
As much as I try to get away from him...
I know it's impossible.
I don't even seem to be able to have
a rational response to all the pictures
and videos that are released on a daily basis.
I'm beyond connecting my thoughts
to any form of coherent communication.
I'm broken.

2. The rumors.
Yes.
The rumors are rampant about Nikki/Rob
Kristen/Rob...
And it only goes to show that people
will believe whatever suits them.
One gossip site claims that
Rob/Kristen are totally together.
That Nikki is just a leech trying to
capitalize on her friendship with both of them.
Another gossip site...
claims SOURCES are saying
that Nikki/Rob are friends with 'benefits'
and that the studio
is trying to curtail photo ops
of Kristen/Oregano.
Because the "Twi-hards"
couldn't handle her and her boyfriend.
HUH?
I'm incredibly sick of all the bullshit.
While I might like to speculate on Robs love-life...
I find all the lies and innuendo
completely tedious.
Every move gets analyzed.
Every look.
Enough already.

3. Creepy stalking fans.
All these pictures show up online...
Showing 'fans' who just 'happen'
to bump into the cast...
especially Rob.
Um...
Why is it that it looks like its the same
lameass chicks?
We aren't just talking Vancouver.
I mean...
these scary creepy chicks
show up EVERYwhere.
Seriously.
I think Rob and the cast
need a restraining order against these stalkers.
I'm scared for Rob.
Lunatics like that...
obviously don't know boundaries...
or don't care.
Back the fuck off.

4. Robert Pattinson.
I can sometimes go for a while...
without thinking about him.
A few stolen moments...
here and there.
When my life intrudes on my fantasy.
But there is always something...
to bring my thoughts back to Rob.
Everything comes back to Rob.
6 degrees of Robert Pattinson.
but its more like...
1 degree.
It never fluctuates much farther.

Bye for now ♥

PE & RP

Well.

As you can see...

I got my copy of GQ

with Rob on the cover.

OK, OK...I got two of them.

One to kiss...

and hug...

One JUST to look at.

PE was not happy.

PE doesn't understand what all the

hub-bub

is about...

Bub.

PE thinks he's far better looking than

RP

PE thinks RP is just copying his style

his look.

Well...hell...

That's what

PE TOLD ME.

OK?

I'm not just making this shit up

as I go along.

I mean...

come on...

Who would do that?

What do you think I am...

CRAZY???

ANYway...

I flew out of my house today...

when I heard via the g-spot

(love me some RKs)

that GQ was indeed out and in stores.

So...

I was talking to my very favoritest

(huh? So it's not a word.)

OK...she's my most beloved RK

YouKnowWhoYouAre.com

and..

Where the fuck was I?

Oh yeah.

So we were discussing Rob...

as usual..

when I decided I just fucking needed

to get the fuck out there...

and find me some Rob.

So I did.

And then I decided to take

some pictures of

PE with RP

Sweet.

OK...

So the pics aren't that great...

but I'm kinda desperate

for ideas, ya know?

Cut me some slack...

alright?

And yeah...

You can't see it in the pics...

but there is like 30 different magazines

in that pile.

Rob is on the cover of most...

because I can't fucking pass up a magazine

with that beautiful face

smiling at me.

Shit.

Now I'm just rambling.

Fucking.

Bullshit.

Bye for now♥

Someone is trying to kill me...

JFC

What the FUCK

am I supposed to do with

ALL of THIS???

What????

Fucking TELL me.

He looks so goddamn SAD.

It makes me cry.

It fucking breaks my heart.

I want to hold him.

Hug him.

Smell him.

Oh Jesus.

What.

The.

Fuck.

Fucking Bye For Fucking Now♥

Do I Dazzle You? Frequently.

You have all seen the GQ pics by now.
They are all over the place. Robert's face...is everywhere.
Not that that is a bad thing...
There were 5 pictures in the magazine.
All of them were beautiful....for different reasons.
I'm not going to go into that right now...
mostly because I am unable to focus on more than one at a time.
The picture in this post...is my favorite. Hands down.
It's not only that Robert just looks fucking fantastic...I mean...
come on...doesn't he always?
It's his eyes. They are smoldering, to be sure...
but they always have a look of...
"Why do you want to take my picture? What's so special about me?"
He looks...incredulous...
He is beautiful. He is perfection.
And seeing the pictures, and reading the GQ article...affected me BIG time.
I had to push myself away from the computer for most of the day.
Seeing those pictures...
made my stomach flutter and my heart ache.
They made me want to cry.
Should I feel foolish for feeling this way about Robert Pattinson?
No doubt.
But it is what it fucking is.
I don't understand it,
I don't know why Robert is the one that all
my emotions run wild for...
I don't get it, either.
But scanning the Internet yesterday...and seeing the reaction to the article...
In some ways...it was heartbreaking.
This GQ article, was by far...the best and most candid interview of Robert.
He was open and honest (as usual), baring his soul.
All the things I love about him...were magnified...in this article.
And yet...
Women all over the fucking Internet...
were verbally raping him.
Like he has nothing more to offer than his looks.
Like all he is...is a gorgeous piece of meat.
And he is SO much more.
These women may want to "do" him...
But you know what I want?
I want to hang out with him.
Sit in some smokey, noisy Pub...
and talk about music, movies, books and things that interest him.
I want to laugh with him, and make him laugh.
I want to look into those unbelievable eyes...
and get to know him...and just talk.
That's the kind of intimacy *I* want from Robert.
God, he IS so beautiful...
but everything else about him is...
Dazzling.

Bye for now♥