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Once you know them, it is like they have an unnatural hold on you.

They invade your thoughts, even feels like your soul, and yet at the same time they offer peace, love, comfort and patience.

Even looking at them, their eyes or face can mesmerize you into a trance like state, before you know them.

They radiate something out of them, that is unexplainable.

They seem extremely rare, but I think I have met at least one in my life, possibly two or three. No doubt due to everything I've been through.

Some others have even called me one, but they leave a lasting impression without even trying.

Your life is forever changed for better or worse, simply by knowing them and nothing more.


Have you ever met someone who has had these kind of effects on you?

Who was it?

As for me, my first true love who helped me through so many things.

I would not be here without him. He was so magical, and I miss him so much 😪 even all these years later.

He passed on from this life 😇 but not before touching my soul ✨ and forever changing me.

I have no doubt he would be disappointed in me for the things I've done since, but at the same time he would hug me and forgive without hesitation while reaching into my soul to remove the pain and give me comfort.

Te extraño mi amor

See I've made some bad choices, and yes I view myself a bit negatively about that, I was curious if I spelled out what I view as some of my worse points to do with... Well, getting myself a boyfriend. If anyone on here would be willing to put that aside or not:

So I lost my vcard at 18 not long after I started uni, I wanted to get it over and done with. The first time typically hurts but at the same time I kept getting this echo of what if I get raped I wanted my first time done on my own terms. So I basically shackled up with the first guy who shown interest in me, it was mediocre wasn't good could have been a lot worse. There was a couple of almost times where I touched a D.

I didn't have sex again until a year later, guy 2 introduced me to sado/machism and made me realise just how much I loved pleasing a guy. A few months after that just before my 20th I had sex with a guy whom my friends told me I should get with, two quite toxic friends.

A few months after that I had sex with a guy at a party, he was the first guy I did multiples with, it lasted about two weeks and I stopped it when I realised just how little he actually cared. 6 months later new years and got wasted woke up next to a guy.

2 months later guy 6, and this is when I got a bit carried away. I'm pretty sure I was depressed I was at the height of a toxic friendship and I lived hours away from home. I felt super lonely and now I wasn't having sex for pleasure but rather comfort. I love my cuddles so I figured: give sex get cuddles, I did everything I could to get comfort and thought it's better than drugs or drinking all the time. Though at that time I smoked pot and drank lots. 3 months later the guys at work offered coke and thought why not maybe it'll make this feeling go away. Guy 7 was married, yes I knew and yes it was a little forced but I could have said no and I didn't and yes I'm pretty sure he would have stopped. Then in the space of 2 months I slept with guys 7-11.