(You know it! This is fiction... Hahaha!!! If you have the same entry in your diary... Well, what can I say... it's not my intenton to copy yours... So..."No copyright infringement intended!" Please seek immediate assistance!)
JUST SO WE'RE CLEAR HERE... LOL...
I AM AN EFFING CERTIFIED ROBSTEN ADDICT/BELIEVER... FOR LIFE!!!
Diary, please tell the love of my life that I’m just frustrated… He hurt me…. But I am so willing to forgive him! In fact, I’ve already forgiven him. Love is patient and kind… and my love for him is nothing but patient and kind!
I love MY Rob… So, so much! He is the sun and I, his planet, revolve around him, worshipping his every area… There’s no night for us… Because our love glows twenty-four-fucking-seven!
When I call upon him at night… he speaks to me… We have this connection, dear diary… I’m positive it’s what scientists call “mental telepathy!”
To say that I’ll do anything for him is an understatement. I mean… If he wants me to look like her, then by all means, I’ll do it for him. He just needs to be patient… and kind… Just like I am to him. I need to save money to have a fucking plastic surgery done on me; except he has to wait for little bit because I’m still paying for my meds! You know… my co-pay has gone up! Clozapine is quite an expensive drug and I couldn’t get that over the counter; which means, I have to continue seeing my Psychiatrist, Dr. Kray Zetu, you know, I could get prescription for it; plus, I am now seeing him three times a week.
My poor darling, Rob.... I saw the boo-boo on his forefinger... The Bitch must have bitten him when he refused to touch her or to kiss her! What a needy bitch, that girl! My Rob only wants me... So, when he's finally here, I'll show him tenderness... Oh, I miss him... I love him...
I know that his so called “date” with the Bitch on October 2 in
SoHo; where it was reported that he was cuddling her, was just PR! The Bitch has a movie coming out and since it was she who practically picked him to play Edward Cullen in Twilight, he felt obligated to support her. My sweetpea, Rob, is now a much bigger star than the Bitch! She fucking needs him to resuscitate her fucking career!
Then, on October 4, my Rob has taken the Bitch, again, to Ago for dinner. See, it’s supposed to be me! I’m supposed to be that girl who got caught with him by the paparazzi!
Fuck! That Bitch is ruining my life!
Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Aaaaaaaaaaaaa…… Fuck you, Bitch… Aaaaaaaaa…. Damn! Damn! Damn!
I’m breathing… I’m breathing…. I can do this…. Breathe… Breathe…
Hold on, dear diary, it’s time for my meds!!!
FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER…
I’m fine, dear diary. I am hugging my Edward pillow and I am enveloped with love from my waist down with my Edward blanket. I am smiling because my Rob was staring at me… smiling at me…. Hmmm… I love that new photo of him that just came out… My Rob’s really handsome and yummy!
My Rob just winked at me… The third photo on the left…. *giggle*
I wish I could all talk to them, these so called RobSten fans, so that I could give them my psychiatrist’s, Dr. Kray Zetu, phone number and address. He can show them the light!!!
I could only shake my head, dear diary… Tsk.. Tsk.. Tsk… So sorry… Robsteners! My heart goes out to them all!
Rob’s Real Girl