slippery slope

So I'm going on a date with someone new on Friday and I'm nervous as fuck. I've been putting off the date for a month now, just chatting on dl and texting. So I decided I had enough time being a pussy and worked up some courage. Then nervousness had no fucking bounds, so I did the worst possible thing. I looked into her. As soon as I knew we had a mutual friend, I wanted the goods, the down and dirty. I didn't get much, but I did get a drink of disappointment. She's probably gay. Only probably. Bicurious.

This makes me even more nervous. Is it even a date? Did I read her wrong? Am I fucking it up already? haha, what a mess. My self esteem is at rock bottom yo. What if we meet, she's amazing, funny, smart, everything I want and I'm a the top of the slippery slope called "I Fell For a Straight Girl".

Argh.