Guess what? I’m not a robot.

if it kills me; i think it might kill me.

Robin Scherbatsky is many things: friend, confidante, occasional guest star in some confusing dreams that remind me that a woman’s sexuality is a moving target. But she is no crazy, jealous stalker bitch.

I’m ready to suffer and I’m ready to hope; it’s a shot in the dark aimed right at my throat.