You're always affected by your first love. If you fall in love with the ocean--the sound, the smell, the stormy peaks, and your pumping heart as you fall head over heels on your first attempt to catch a wave--you're gone.
Just know that I don’t care about what you’ve done, what you do, what you look like, where you’re from, or how you act. If you really need someone to talk to, come to me. I won’t ignore you. I won’t judge you. I’ll listen.
