i went to a camping party the last weekend before i left colorado to go back to school in california. There, i met the most amazing girl ever. Everything about her is exactly what i want... gorgeous, laid back, and excellent taste in music. She's fucking perfect, and likes me for some reason. But we both knew i was moving in like 5 days. Still, we hang out every night and the more time i spend with her, the more it feels like i'm falling in love with this girl. On moving day, i text her during the whole 13 hour drive. We continue to text, and even call (crazy, i know) each other over the next few days. I've never dated a girl, and definitely never been in love with a girl, but the one time i get close to both i end up having to leave. I'll be back in colorado in november for thanksgiving break, but neither of us knows what we'll do til then. She digs me as much as i dig her.
But there is some rage inside me that hates the physical impossibility of me being with her. After 5 just days spent with this girl, it's like i'm, in some sense, addicted. And the more i think about how i won't see her again for at least three more months, the more depressed/angry i get. I have some high levels of deep frustration that are seemingly impossible to get rid of.
Now, she's texting me saying she's confused about us, and implying she doesn't want to continue any sort of long-distance relationship. This is the worst. I'm not interested in any other girls. All i want to do is be with this girl, but i have a scholarship to art school in laguna beach that i can't and don't want to waste.
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