I wasn't really into girls because I was a) Ugly AF b) terminally geek
but after puberty hit and getting into alcohol and drugs to cope with anxiety and an overall shitty life this one girl got somehow attracted to me when I was 15 years old.
Textbook bombshell kind of girl, everything you could dream of at that age and she was into me, drinking and spending time with me.
One day when we got to Paris together for some drunkscapade and during that day out of the blue as we were taking the metro in the Abbesses station that girl catches me by the arm, pins me to a sign and kisses me, THE kiss.
That kiss sent me so high, never was I so high.
It triggered a craving in me, a craving for love.
Most of my insecurities about my appearance kinda disappeared for some months but I never lived this high even with my long term relationship.
On the flip side if that kiss never happened I'd never have chased love like I did, but THIS is the only memory I want to keep.
That's beautiful and bittersweet,, I was never a bombshell but I was okay looking I didn't wear makeup and I dressed like a hard care tomboy unless I was hidden inside my room but made me think of my current partner, they came back into my life after they moved away got into a relationship for a few years and one day while I was still trapped in my hometown he messaged and started talking about the past and reminded me of a similar story,, I don't think he really even knew how much I liked him until one day at the skate park these girls as always where all over him and I just waltzed over to him smiling at the girls because idk I could be pretty cocky not to the girls but I was smiling at them like I wanted to talk to them but I get there and grab him by the scruff of his shirt and pull him into a kiss and then let go and walk away, mabye I shouldn't have done that but he tells me it's something he likes to remember, I'm gald he does too,, but I'm afraid he never knew me because,, well,, he didn't,, after he came back into my life again he would tell me how perfect and put together I seemed and how he thought I oozed goodness and positivity,,, it's because I never ever let anyone get actually close enough to me for that reality check to idk click in there head,,
That I'm honestly everything you can hate...
I'm 44 and can't think of a single thing I'd like to remember. I really have no positive memories at all. Life has been exceptionally bleak for me.
I dont want to allow myself to get to that age in my life,, it's been bleak you and that's all it's ever been for me too,, I'm only 21 right now and I've got no real belief in anything,, I'm sorry the word has only cursed you from what it seems,, yea I understand idk liking some memories cherishing certain things but I can't confidentially say
"that's what id wanna remember"