I miss Bobby!
"Uhh two months ago?"
"Me, one week ago."
I have an actual planned date tonight. Not a hang out, not a meet up, but an actual date. Kinda nervous. I have not been on an actual date since Matthew, two years ago. Even then I already knew him. This will be interesting.
Every time I lay on my back I can taste blood in the back of my throat. This has been going on for 3 days now. How the hell am I supposed to play Mario Kart 8 in bed?