Dear Self,

WTF is wrong with you!? This totally would be perfect for you guy goes out of his way to hang out. You're drunk enough to not freak out and run as usual and he ends up coming home for a sleep over. He didn't even try to get in your pants, he actually likes you. So why then when he calls later the next day why do you freak out and try to convince yourself you don't like him, when in fact you kind of do and then end up
talking to him for an hour on the phone and regret not inviting him over because you are too chicken shit.

You have issues and you need to get over them asap so that we don't lose another one before you even decide if you actually do like him or not.

Figure it out,
K

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