I feel like its always the hopeless romantics that get there hearts beat up the most. They put everything into something and get nothing back. But it’s also the hopeless romantics who are going to fall for so many of the wrong people, just to find the right one. The one that they’ve been imagining their whole entire life. They’re going to have the worst of luck with love until that one person comes into their life and they’re suddenly the luckiest person out there.