We’ve heard over and over all about how you love the crazy girls. And, I’ll be honest, I was a little jealous because I don’t consider myself really all that crazy (what? Yeah, I run a blog where I write letters to you. So?) but I’ve come up with a few ways I could become crazier for you, like:
- Moving to London, “randomly” running into your sister Lizzy, becoming her bff and then convincing her to be my lesbian lover (I’d switch teams to get close to you)
- Rocking out at every show that your friends Sam Bradley, Marcus Foster, Bobby Long and Jackson Rathbone ever put on, just in case you decide to show. (Yep, I’d even endure the 100Monkeys)
- Going to Vancouver NOW to wait for your arrival in late March (I’d, ew, go to Canada for you- oh SNAP jk jk Canadian readers! I ❤ Canada xo!)
- Shopping till I drop (or ’til I kill one of them out of utter annoyance at the hand holding and fake lesbo kissing) with Nikki and Kristen. (Yep, I’d even do THAT. I KNOW, I AM committed- and REALLY crazy, obvs.)
but THEN, I had a lucky break. I read this interview you did in Mexico and they asked you this question:
Interviewer: What’s your type of girl?
Robby-pie: I don’t know, my tastes change all the time. I used to love crazy girls who were hard to get. But not anymore.
This is GREAT news for me! Because we’ve already established I’m not crazy! And BETTER YET I am NOT hard to get! In fact- I’m quite the opposite. I’m extremely, extremely easy.
I dare you to test me, come on… Let’s see how easy I can really be..
Source & a BIG THANK YOU to Sidhe Vicious for finding that thumb pic for all of us me to enjoy!