Hopeless

I will never stop believing in true love.

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Pretty. :)

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I am the master of finding distractions when I need them the least.

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This crush is bordering on embarrassing. Seriously, Svetlana, get a grip. You’re twenty-six years old and about to graduate from medical school. Grinning like a deranged hyena every time he talks to you or teases you or does anything that remotely resembles paying attention to you is not going to help you turn into that mature, respectable adult that you’ve been trying to become. Neither is clinging to walls after he passes by, silently mouthing “Oh my God” when you catch a glimpse of his back, staring at the spot on your shoulder that he touched for a good five minutes, imagining family trips with your children whose names you have laboriously tossed and turned about when you should have been studying for your revalida, and the like. Betty, you are an idiot.

Writing a blog entry about this lunacy makes you an even bigger one.

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CUUUUUUUUUUUTE. :)

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