When I met my soul mate it was in 2015 it was stripper how I predicted but she was a the same woman I had design in

my imagination as 12-year-old. Everything was to the dot. From Languages she spoke, color hair, color eyes, even her profession being a stripper. I found a pic by accident on tinder. But it wasn't her profile, it was her with another gal who the profile belong to no I don't do nasty. I just think of her and from time of time look at that pic and wonder about her, there's more to the story more supernatural stuff. That's why I can't easily forget her.