It’s been a lonely, lonely summer. The big-time romance with my famous boyfriend, Donnie Wahlberg, is going a little stale. I’ve been doing my part, faithfully Twitter-stalking him on my many electronic devices.
But alas, he’s nowhere to be found.
It’s a sad, sad state of affairs. You see, once upon a time, my Twitter feed would light up on an almost-hourly basis with Tweets from my sweetie. There were pictures from the set of Blue Bloods, updates on his fellow band mates, tweets from the road. I miss his silly videos, like this one:
And his daily bits of encouragement, which his fans have started calling WOWs (or words of wisdom.) My favorite of all time (so far)?
|Because he used a hyphen, and made up a word. And it is flat-out adorable.|
Each morning I dash to my computer, hoping that he’s surfaced for a quick Twitter chat. And each time my Twitter feed is empty, I feel a little bit sadder. But my love for him runs so deep, that despite his lack of Twitter activity lately, I continue to go back. Holding my breath. Hoping for more. Sigh.
|It’s swoon-worthy on a daily basis.|
They also keep my Donnie mania quenched by posting some of the most excellent fan pics I’ve ever seen in my life. While I wasn’t able to be on the boat with all the other “Block Heads” this summer, with the help of Those Wahlberg Men, I almost felt like I was there thanks to photos like this one:
|It leaves me speechless.|
And so, though I’ve thought about ending it, though it’s been on-again-off-again, and though I’m on the verge of insanity from the loneliness, I’ll stick it out. I will keep pounding the proverbial pavement in the virtual world that is the Twitterverse. It takes a lot of work being a celebrity’s pretend girlfriend. But I’ll keep it up. Because I could never turn my back on those abs.