i’m going on a date tomorrow night. like the first official “hey, it’s a date” kinda date since my last relationship ended. i’m nervous as balls. kinda like this feeling. also hate this feeling. plus, i’m sick as fuck. bad congestion, hope i can actually talk and not have to use sign language. now, if you’ll excuse me, i’m gonna go listen to blink’s “first date” song on repeat til tomorrow night. goodnight tumblr.