Run, Rob, Run (Stay, Rob, Stay)

JFC.

Maybe you don't know what JFC stands for.

Maybe you do.

It just needs to be said.

I'm not really comfortable writing it out...

But JFC.

Look at him.

Goddammit.

I know the pic with the hood/hat is older...

but it captures what he is going through.

And the other pic...is him going to the Eye Doctor.

Yes, folks. I said Eye Doctor.

JFC.

I know I am as guilty as the next person

for looking at these damn pictures.

I so love the man...I so NEED to see him.

But it's fucking breaking my heart to see him so unhappy.

He's fucking MISERABLE.

Think.

How many recent pics of Robert...

is he actually smiling?

Let me help you with that.

Zero.

No smirk.

No sly grin.

Nothing.

Nada.

He looks fucking worn out.

And he's BACK from a vacation.

And he's already so burnt...

Why do I feel the need to protect him?

To shield him from evildoers?

To put myself inbetween him and anyone who

wants to put that sad, forlorn look on his face?

JFC.

And this is just the beginning, folks.

The Academy Awards, New Moon,

Little Ashes....

This is just the start

of all the Robert Pattinson hype.

Again.

It hurts my heart to see him like this.

I don't want him to lose that charm...

The openness...the honesty...

That he so easily shared with us before.

I hate to see him close himself off...

Grimacing...

Looking so tired...exhausted.

Fuck it to hell.

Just leave him alone.

Bye for now♥