Are You A Hopeless Romantic?

Like, really, really hopeless. You are one big cheesy quesadilla of love goo. You’re willing to risk it all for true love. Your friends, your family, your sanity. In your rose colored eyes, everything can be read as a secret romance-filled message from the universe. That piece of trash on the sidewalk? DON’T THROW THE OPPORTUNITY TO TALK TO THE HOTTIE WALKING IN FRONT OF YOU AWAY. That Bieber song playing right as you step up to order your latte? THE BARISTA IS TOTALLY INTO YOU. Hey, you may be mostly delusion, but it feels GREAT. To love!

You believe in true love but you, like, live on planet earth where people have to go to get up in the morning with crusty eyes and bedhead and deal with the day. You know that relationships are hard work and don’t always end like fairytales. But still, you’re cautiously optimistic. Love is pretty rad. Wait, who is that hottie over there? You should go talk to them...

Yeah, love, whatever. Sure, it’s all doves, and kittens, and chocolate hearts devoid of calories at first, and then REALITY SETS IN. No one is really THAT GREAT once you get to know them. So, sure, you could put in a bunch of effort, open up your heart to a stranger in the hopes that they become your one true soul mate only to have it all fall apart and rip up your intestines once again. OR, you could read a big fat book. The choice is yours.

LOVE CURE PARTY OF ONE. If the powers that be were offering up a love cure, a little magic delicious potion that would make it so love was a four letter word you never ever had to think about again, you would drink it right up! As nice as finding true love sounds, you’re not a believer. Not even a little tiny eenie bit. Leave that quagmire of sticky mush to the masses. You’re all set!