Most of you know my story of how I became Robsessed but what I don't elaborate on is that this all started by me trying to find a way to get him out of my head. That's sort of a nice way of saying I was trying to find something wrong with him. I'm so sorry. I didn't know. I mean look at him! I figured he had to be an asshole or stupid as fuck. Forgive my blasphemy. So I watched interviews and that didn't help. He's all cute and silly and talks all swoony (Is that a word?) And he's surprisingly smart and thoughtful. I started seeing all these different facets of his personality and even the way he looks. I learned how once you've seen the first pic you are already hooked. How every picture you look at draws you a little further into his web until you wake up in the morning craving him.
This is just pure, hot sex. Period. This pic made my brain pack up and move in with my hoohaw. Now inside my head there's just a neon sign flashing "Rob".
Awwww He's just a boy. Maybe I should...breastfeed him?
Wait! Is he a bad boy because he looks so good? Or does he look so good because he's a bad boy?
Awww he's not a bad boy. He's an angel. Can you hear the choir of angels?
What the...? How ...what... huh? Fuck! *sigh*
I swear I can see the future...forever.
Dear Lord, please, just once?
He's so beautiful it brings tears to my eyes and makes my heart literally ache.
I want to dip in chocolate and lick him.
Every fiber of my being sighs collectively and whispers, "him"
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