Comparing her fame to the life of a vampire, the actress says her life is "sad and desolate" similar to Edward Cullen in The Twilight Saga: New Moon (2009). Stewart also went on to tell Contact Music, "Edward is actually a really good parallel for fame. As a vampire he has a sad, desolate life and fame is the same." The actress who must constantly hide in the shadows of her own life feels a strong connection with the isolated Vampires in Stephenie Meyer's Twilight Saga.
Stewart also went on to talk about how she does not want to be viewed as a movie bintang but instead an actress. The bintang said, "I don't want to be a movie bintang like Angelina Jolie. Nothing about being a celebrity is desirable. I'm an actor, it's bizarre to me that everybody's so obsessive." Always trying to live outside the limelight, Stewart throws herself into a variety of roles that she picks, and unfortunately for her, emerges as a movie bintang to the public.
Stewart adds some insight to the pain and anguish that Bella angsa, swan feels when Edward Cullen breaks her hati, tengah-tengah and leaves her in the meadow. Stewart said, "The worst thing about a break-up is not losing someone, but being told you're wrong. anda don't trust yourself anymore. In the first movie Bella unabashedly followed her guy. Then in the saat one she's like, 'I don't know why I've done this because it's been wrong,' and that I can relate to." New Moon hits theaters November 20th nationwide.
Yeah i get it its short Chibimoongirl leave the suspends
Renesmee's POV
I was walking to my parents meadow but i was wasnt paying attention to the beauty i was Penulisan a poem:
A winter night,
Cold and harsh
He only holds me in his too hot hands
Our Cinta is like a blooming rose
Only ten times faster
And lebih sweeter
He disolves in darkness,
My handsome knight is gone
But he doesnt come back
LIke i thought he would
Back to the meadow
Here I am
Bunga growing so vibrantly
But my meadow is gone
And so is he.
I was so deep inside this poem like it was worth everything to me. But at the same time i was listening to my ipod the song was My Immortal sejak Evanescence and it just reminded me of him. I heard noises even with the Muzik on full blast but i didnt care i just sat there waiting for sleepiness take over me. But the pain of staining in my hati, tengah-tengah was just to much and i saw bare feet in front of me.
Renesmee's POV
I was walking to my parents meadow but i was wasnt paying attention to the beauty i was Penulisan a poem:
A winter night,
Cold and harsh
He only holds me in his too hot hands
Our Cinta is like a blooming rose
Only ten times faster
And lebih sweeter
He disolves in darkness,
My handsome knight is gone
But he doesnt come back
LIke i thought he would
Back to the meadow
Here I am
Bunga growing so vibrantly
But my meadow is gone
And so is he.
I was so deep inside this poem like it was worth everything to me. But at the same time i was listening to my ipod the song was My Immortal sejak Evanescence and it just reminded me of him. I heard noises even with the Muzik on full blast but i didnt care i just sat there waiting for sleepiness take over me. But the pain of staining in my hati, tengah-tengah was just to much and i saw bare feet in front of me.
Renesmee 12 years old
