I haven’t done a dating/personality test in years, but when the lovely Ann insisted I try one, I thought ‘why not?’. Little did I know I’d be deciding whether I’d choose my survival over ten strangers.. or over ten thousand strangers!
Add a couple of questions about just how much money it would take to buy me and it was a fairly uncomfortable experience. The results are in though, and I’m the ‘Wild Rose’, also known as the Random Brutal Love Dreamer.
See what that means after the jump.
Colorful, but unpicked. You are The Wild Rose.
Prone to bouts of cynicism, sarcasm, and thorns, you excite a certain kind of man. Hoping to gather you up, he flirts and winks and asks you out, ultimately professing his love. Then you make him bleed. Why? Because you’re the rare, independent, self-sufficient kind of woman who does want love, but not from a weakling.
You don’t seem to take yourself too seriously, and that’s refreshing. You aren’t uptight; you don’t over-plan.
Romance-wise, sex isn’t a top priority–a true relationship would be preferable. For your age, you haven’t had a lot of bonafide love experience, though, and this kind of gets to core of the issue. You’re very selective.
The problem is them, not you, right? You have lofty standards that few measure up to. You’re out there all right, but not to be picked up by just anyone.
Try it yourself here
-So, think that’s an accurate description of me?