Dear L-word that keeps floating around my head,

STOP. Get out of my brain. I do not L-word the New Crush. You cannot L-word someone who doesn't L-word you back. Just because I drink a little bit of alcohol doesn't mean you are allowed to indiscriminately pop into my consciousness as if you are real. He L-words someone else, and so even though we all know he thinks I have a bangin' bod and bodacious brain, and even though I acknowledge that I want him like whoa, there is no reason for you to materialize just because I'm starved for affection.

Step off, cuz this is hard enough already,
R