Why He’s Hot:
1. Pattinson is responsible for the whole “men as vampire are hot”, epidemic. For him, you’re a total fiction loving dweeb.
2. He is the epitome of a bad boy. He doesn’t try to have a fuck the world attitude, he just does. He’s far from charming and anda cinta him for that. Why? Well because bad boys can work their magic stick better than nice boys. Nice boys need instruction, not Robert. anda see Robert is instructing anda and you’re loving every menit of it.
3. He’s from the UK and that in itself is hot. He has an accent and will invite anda over for crumpets and tea. What the fuck are crumpets? Who cares! You’ll scarf them down and pretend it was the best experience of your life just for a moment alone with Robert.
4. He sings! Go figure the stud on legs has talent (or what he believes is talent but sounds lebih like a mediocre version of the Dave Mathews Band). anda can’t understand what he says but who the hell cares. I don’t. Oh, sing me a sweet babble-esque lullaby Robert. anda sound lovely.
5. He has admitted to hating taking showers. Ladies let’s be honest, if a guy told anda that you’d probably run away while simultaneously throwing up in your mouth but this is Robert Pattinson we’re talking about.
anda can always trick him into playing erotic games in the shower. Problem solved!
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1. Pattinson is responsible for the whole “men as vampire are hot”, epidemic. For him, you’re a total fiction loving dweeb.
2. He is the epitome of a bad boy. He doesn’t try to have a fuck the world attitude, he just does. He’s far from charming and anda cinta him for that. Why? Well because bad boys can work their magic stick better than nice boys. Nice boys need instruction, not Robert. anda see Robert is instructing anda and you’re loving every menit of it.
3. He’s from the UK and that in itself is hot. He has an accent and will invite anda over for crumpets and tea. What the fuck are crumpets? Who cares! You’ll scarf them down and pretend it was the best experience of your life just for a moment alone with Robert.
4. He sings! Go figure the stud on legs has talent (or what he believes is talent but sounds lebih like a mediocre version of the Dave Mathews Band). anda can’t understand what he says but who the hell cares. I don’t. Oh, sing me a sweet babble-esque lullaby Robert. anda sound lovely.
5. He has admitted to hating taking showers. Ladies let’s be honest, if a guy told anda that you’d probably run away while simultaneously throwing up in your mouth but this is Robert Pattinson we’re talking about.
anda can always trick him into playing erotic games in the shower. Problem solved!
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It's all hats off now, all drum rolls and applause
oleh slight of the hand anda will turn them into dust
A face to face anda will lead them oleh the fall
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
It’s all good luck charms
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worse
anda say anda keep them close by
They're closer than anda think
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
selanjutnya spring will bring anda back again
You'll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe anda will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl
It's all past bats now
All painting gorgeous time
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage
You'll open up the cage
oleh slight of the hand anda will turn them into dust
A face to face anda will lead them oleh the fall
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
It’s all good luck charms
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worse
anda say anda keep them close by
They're closer than anda think
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
selanjutnya spring will bring anda back again
You'll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe anda will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl
It's all past bats now
All painting gorgeous time
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage
You'll open up the cage
Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
anda cinta all sailors
But hate the beach
anda say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark anda tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the ungu hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
anda breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark anda tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the ungu hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
anda change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark anda tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the ungu hour
In the dark anda tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the ungu hour
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
anda cinta all sailors
But hate the beach
anda say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark anda tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the ungu hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
anda breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark anda tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the ungu hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
anda change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark anda tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the ungu hour
In the dark anda tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the ungu hour