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The 1825 Day Project: Day 1

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Alright, so if you aren’t familiar with me, then you probably don’t know that I’m a girl, who likes girls. Yes, I’m a homosexual. If you want to un-watch me or de-friend me or whatever, go ahead. But yes, I’m a lesbian.
Another thing you might not know about me unless you were close to me is that my current (and only) girlfriend, Liz, lives a total of 2,202.6 miles away from me. I know, whenever I tell someone how far away she is, they always say, “Long distance relationships never work out.” Quite honestly I think that’s a load of bullshit. Call me a fool, a romantic, or whatever you want, but I honestly think that love can come in all forms, and that if two people love and care for each other enough, anything is possible.
 Keeping that in mind, please remember that most people give up. I’m not going to. That’s why I’m starting this writing project. In five years, I will finally be able to see her in person, and be able to hold and be held by her. In total, it comes to 1825 days that I’m going to wait and save for her.
 Today is day one.
 Starting from today, I will write every day until the day I finally get to see her. Although I may be doing this for nothing and most of you could probably care less, I’m doing it anyway. I don’t care if no one reads it, or if people think I’m crazy. It honestly doesn’t matter to me.
  I may be crazy, or stupid, but either way, it doesn’t matter.
  I’m starting
  Now.


Day One
 I cried today, I cried a lot. Liz’s mom blocked my number and said we couldn’t talk to each other for nine weeks, or until she gets her grades up. I’m still able to talk with her through DeviantArt and Facebook, but it’s going to be hard not hearing her voice every night before I sleep. I think one of the best things about her is that she can start a conversation on almost anything, and we can go all day talking about the subject. It doesn’t even matter what it is, anything we talk about can be transferred to a wonderful, full day conversation. The next nine weeks are going to be difficult, especially considering the fact that we’ll be missing Valentines day and my birthday. The latter on I could really care less, but Valentine’s is important. I hope I’ll be able to send her something, at least without putting a return address on it so her mom doesn’t find out. Maybe I’ll send her a scarf, or a glove or something. I could like, knit two gloves and send her one. That would be awesome.
  Yep. Just thinking out loud here. Or rather typing out loud. I’m not sure if I should be leaking all this onto the interwebs. That’s ok I guess. I don’t really care about what people think.
   I was also thinking about doing a video set of these, but I don’t think I have enough film for that. Maybe I’ll draw something every day and then when I finally meet her I’ll give it all to her. I don’t know, just trying to things to do for her. I just love her so much.
   Well, goodnight internet, I’ll see you all tomorrow when I post another entry.
    Farewell.
                        -Best Regards,
                                 Lia.
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XBurningNeko's avatar
That sounds sad ...ohh...I wish you good luck~~ I'm sure it'll work out even though ........5 years sounds like a painfully long time, Your dedication is really sweet :3 All the best wishes~