I'm the type of person that people would call a "hopeless romantic" although the thing is, I'm not. Hopeless as in you'll never convince me to change how I view love, yes, but hopeless as in having no hope towards love? Never. I suppose it's a bit naive of me, to think that Prince Charming does exist and that there is a such thing as happily ever after, after all, heartbreak happens everyday. But that little bit of hope in me never dies, never waivers. Take that and form your own opinion about what kind of person I am.