Pocket Edward and Me.

Edward Cullen: I don't have the strength to stay away from you anymore.

Isabella Swan: Then don't...

OK.

I LOVE this picture.

I've never seen PE

look so fucking GOOD!

This is proof (kinda) that I actually read a book

other than the Twilight series.

It's scary to admit that I haven't read

a book, or FanFiction

that didn't have Edward Cullen in it.

For a YEAR.

A fucking year.

It's been all about Edward.

I love to read.

I devour books.

I have a stack of books crying out for attention.

But I've been cruel.

Thoroughly devoted to Edward Cullen.

Until this weekend...

When I dared to crack open

Stephen King's latest book.

(at least I think it's his latest...)

And can I say...

I ENJOYED IT!!!!

I almost feel like I'm cheating on Edward.

That's not right...

is it??

This is where PE hid for most of my vacation.

Of course...

He was IN the pocket...

not hanging out of it.

I took that bag with me everywhere.

And I would casually put my hand in the pocket...

to make sure PE was still there...

Still OK.

It was reassuring to feel his pointy bronze hair

under my fingertips...

to be able to caress his jawline.

Hahahahaha.

Yeah.

I didn't listen to Rob on my ipod...

I didn't watch Twilight.

I refused to bring any of the Twilight books with me.

I purposely left behind all magazines and books

of Robert...

But I brought along a mini Rob...

hidden where no one would see him...

much like how I hide my obsession

from people in my life.

And I would sneak PE out...

when no one else was around...

and take pictures of him.

Yeah.

Who the fuck am I kidding?

I'm all proud of myself for reading something

that didn't have Edward in it...

All the while caressing and posing

his doll every chance I got...

And believe you me...

I found my hand snaking into PE's pocket...

A LOT.

Hahahahahaha.

LOVE it.

Robert Pattinson?

I fucking missed you.

Bye for now ♥

Can I Live Without Robert Pattinson?

Edward looked just as beautiful as he did in real life,

staring at me out of the picture with the warm eyes

I’d missed for the past few days.

It was almost uncanny that anyone could look so…

so… beyond description.

No thousand words could equal this picture.

Bella Swan, New Moon, Chapter 3, p.65

A summer holiday weekend.

Which means going up to the lake...

hanging out with family and friends.

Relaxing.

No computer access.

No cell phone...

Virtually no Rob.

I keep telling myself

and anyone who will listen...

How damn happy I am

to get away from the

OBSESSION

Because it's good

to dwell on other things.

Talk to other people...

about other stuff.

Am I telling the truth?

I'm not sure.

I feel like I NEED

to get away from this.

Stop thinking about Robert

Stop wondering what he is doing...

and what new pics/videos

are being posted.

I WANT

to step back...

calm down...

take a deep breath.

Rob is a part of my life now.

And as silly as that sounds...

as weird as that is for me to even type...

It's the simple truth.

There is no denying

that Robert Pattinson

means a lot to me.

So...

I will go along with the plan.

And I will laugh

and relax...

I will watch the fireworks

over the lake.

I will sit out on the deck...

watching the sunset.

And try not

to think about

Robert Pattinson.

I know.

I even have a smirk

on my face as I write this.

As fucking if.

So I have 3 wishes.

1. That I can shut down a part of my brain...

if only for a short while...

and try to remember what my life was like

before Rob came into it.

2. That I can laugh... love...

and appreciate all that I have.

All the people in my life.

And be happy NOW.

And live in the moment.

3. That everyone I love...

and everyone I care for...

Has a safe and happy

4th of July.

Bye for now ♥

Rose Knows Rob

Rose was rereading her previous posts...

and let me tell you...

Rose isn't happy.

Well... duh.

But Rose is sick of the melancholy

and the 'I love Rob so much it hurts' bullshit.

Enough!

We all know by now what a fucking lunatic Rose is.

Surely the fact that Rose is typing in the 3rd person...

something that irritates the living hell out of her normally...

is a huge red flag in that department.

But Rose doesn't fucking care.

Rose feels like fucking saying fuck every other word.

Rose is cool like that.

Rose follows her own fucking drummer...

Rose doesn't mind that she looks like a total

spazzed out idiot, either.

It's Rose's beat...

And Rose is fucking beating it.

Shit.

That sounds fucking bad.

Rose is kinda sorry.

But not too sorry.

Cuz Rose doesn't fucking DO sorry.

Rose likes this picture of Rob.

Well... of course Rose just fucking loves Rob...

But Rose likes that Rob looks pissed.

Rose can relate.

Rose has a scowl on her face right this minute...

and if you could see Rose...

You would be fucking intimidated!

Rose digresses.

Rose... Rob...

Yeah...

Rob looks annoyed as hell

The Pretty looks a wee bit peeved.

It's a good look for him.

Rose realizes that every look is a good look for him.

OK.

Rose is rambling.

Rose is ranting.

Rose is ridiculous.

But Rose Loves Rob.

That much is true.

Rose says...

Bye for now ♥

What's In a Name? Robert Pattinson...

I could really appreciate him now –

could properly see every beautiful line of his perfect face,

of his long, flawless body with my strong new eyes,

every angle and every plane of him.

I could taste his pure, vivid scent on my tongue

and feel the unbelievable silkiness of his marble skin

under my sensitive fingertips.

Bella Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 24, p.482

There was a discussion

about what Rob

preferred to be called.

Rob or Robert.

I think I read somewhere

that he didn't like his name...

at all.

It seems that Rob is what is used

most often...

But I'm actually rather

attached to Robert.

Not sure why.

Heh.

Well, that had double meaning

didn't it?

Obviously talking about the name Robert...

Not the person.

But it is certainly true of both.

I'm severely attached to Robert.

Passionately.

Lost Forever.

Bye for now ♥