Oh no. What am I doing?? I just agreed to go to a party with you. And I basically agreed to hook up with you. No no no. I’m not doing this to myself again. I should have never responded to your message. You somehow know exactly when I’m going through the worst, and that when you message me, knowing that I’ll respond and agree to anything. No, this isn’t cool.

It doesn’t help that I haven’t had a decent conversation with a decent guy in like a week. So of course I’m going to respond to you, because you know exactly what to say to make me feel better.