I will stop writing sad, sad blog posts. I promise I will.
One day.
The Doctor and I can never work because, all cards on the table here: I like him. And dating is crushing my soul. I'm really fine by myself. I'm good. I'm busy. I've got things to do. A career. Friends. Sleep, sometimes.
But really, dating is for people with incredibly good self esteem and character and virtuousness. Virtues? Clearly, not me. Because I tell you, dating will be the end of me.
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