what kinda girlfriend are you?

you're a Romantic Realist

When it comes to relationships, you're looking for a fairy tale — or something pretty close to it. While you don't really expect to be whisked away by a prince on a white horse, you probably like the idea of being rescued — as long as you're allowed to rescue back. You expect great things out of people, especially those you love, and you don't mind putting in the extra effort to make sure everyone (including yourself) is happy.

Tradition is usually important to you, as long as it's mixed with your own personality. Sure, flowers and candy are great, but when it comes to showing affection, you simply want something that is unique and special to your relationship. For you, it's always the thought that counts.

your gender identity?

you're 37% feminine

This is based on how you scored on a variety of traits that, founded on classic research and our own studies, are typically associated with women.

You're also 63% masculine, which is based on how you scored on traits that are typically associated with men. When we compare your results with other men it shows that you are somewhat more feminine than other men.

But what is gender identity exactly? A person's gender identity is defined by the extent to which they see themselves as masculine or feminine. Every person possesses both masculine and feminine qualities to some degree, however the extent to which each person has these qualities differs widely. While you were taking the test, we calculated your scores in 6 areas typically defined as masculine and 6 areas typically defined as feminine.

dream interpretation test.

the recurrent theme of your dream life is Order And Balance

You're dreaming about something that feels just out of your control. This means that in some area of your life, you desire a way to rein in the external chaos that's impacting you and once again feel on top of things.

// my sacred heart..

resting 'pon the burning flame..
no one can touch..
through my soul that's locked and chained..
far away from heaven's view..
above the flaming chambers..
beyond the tidal waves..
that crashes to me, hard..
like a rag doll that's been broken..
from the past it hurts so much..
memories stay, fixed..
chainball burden..
i drag along each day..
temporary pain..
bruises surfacing once again..
a beauty, of abusive darkness..
so harsh, yet tame..
what's left to me in sight..
simple as it is..
still, i have to fight..
through the pouring rain..
soft lightning crying out to me..
afraid i might touch the sky..
tonight, with all my fears..
a connection to my tears..
drowning away the innocence..
so fragile..
people die with anger..
advantages, disadvantage..
people take things for granted..
and bury themselves in blue sheets..
that is pure transparent..
still, too bold to ask for a reason why..
or cry out loud for forgiveness..
that they always ask for..
words mean nothing at all..
so why..
can't i touch the sky tonight..
where only one star shines up bright..
feel my spirit rise..
inhale, exhale..
touch the sky..
connect..
cry..

drown the fools..
drown all sins..
death's a silent prayer..
till judgement day arrives..

:::

extinct..
non-existence..
shattered world is left..
with an empty black..
sinner scars remains..
rusting as each day fallen..
behind our eyes so far away..
forsaken.. and damned.
say no more..
be ashamed..
born to perish..
take the blames..
swallow it..
chances are thin..
appreciate..
time will seize..
we decease..
slowly..
too late..
left undone..
regrets..
guilt..
negativity blooms..
misery..
shallow..
numbness..

nothingness.

A little girl was told to bring bread and milk to her grandmother.
As she was walking through the woods, a wolf came up to her and asked her where she was going.

"To grandmother's house.."

The wolf ran off and arrived first at the house.
He killed the grandmother, poured her blood into a bottle and sliced her flesh onto a plate.
Then he got into her nightclothes and waited in the bed.

KNOCK KNOCK.

"Come in, my dear"

"I've brought you some bread and milk, grandmother."

"Have something yourself, my darling. There is meat and wine in the pantry."

The little girl ate what was offered.

And as she did, a little cat said, " Slut! to eat the flesh and drink the blood of your grandmother!"

Then the wolf said, "Undress and get into bed with me."

"Where shall i put my skirt?"

"Throw it on the fire; you won't need it any more."

For each garmen, petticoat, bodice, and stockings, the girl asked the same question.
And the wolf replied, "throw it on the fire, you won't need it any more."

When the girl got into bed she said, "grandmother, how hairy you are."

"It keeps me warmer, my dear."

"Oh grandmother, what long nails you have."

"They are for scratching myself, my dear."

"Oh grandmother, what big teeth you have."

They are for eating you, my dear."

And he ate her.