Okay, am so over it. Thanks for the patience.
That poor kid.
That poor kid.
Labels: Robert Pattinson, things that are tragic
posted by Ammie at 6:08 PM
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Astrolabe
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I was lost in a valley of pleasure
I was lost in the infinite sea
I was lost and measure for measure
love spilled from the heart of me
I was lost and the cost
and the cost didn't matter to me
I was lost and the cost
was to be outside society
2 Comments:
I didn't want to piss on your parade, but he commented that at one point he hadn't washed the bed head for six weeks.
http://agentbedhead.com/index.php/archive/bedhead-hall-of-shame-robert-pattinson/
Then he thought this was apparently a solution.
http://agentbedhead.com/index.php/archive/robert-pattinson-really-needs-an-intervention/
Now I'm glad I can share the snarkiness with you. ;-)
I'm actually much more concerned about the doll. Ugh.
I don't believe those stories. As a partner to a man who can conjure some mighty bedhead when he hasn't had it cut for a couple of months, believe me, if you don't wash that shit it will be a greasy mess, end of story.
Plus, the ladies love the gigantic, effortless bedhead. Marketing marketing marketing.
Why am I still talking about this? Over it! :P
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