Soft heart. But I try to project that I have a hard heart.

Softy,,,,,,,it's a curse!!!!!!!

i guess you could say i'm half and half....i cry @ sappy movies and believe there is good in everyone however "life" has hardened me to alot of things. so it's a battle i have with myself on a daily basis.

I have a soft heart ....but I have kept many fences and boundaries around it ...so it appears to be hard , which is sad :-)

Im soft hearted, but wont be taken for a ride!

I'm still kind of soft hearted.

definitely soft hearted....I'm pretty much a sucker

I'm a big marshmallow.

Hard as a coffin nail. When my dad died I had to take over his business. The first day, someone comes in, demanding $600 from me. After wading through papers for 4 hours, and checking out the build site that he claimed never recieved it's delivery, I found that he is indeed missing a shipment. The guy that was supposed to deliver it stole the shipment, and scammed me. So I had to take $600 out of my personal savings (money that took years to save up-intended for a car when i graduated. it became an emergency fund of sorts...). After patching up all the holes in that business, my savings had dwindled to nothing. Now, I don't give an inch to anyone unless there's a damn good reason.

i'm a softy...for sure

Mine is half and half, sometimes I am stubborn as hell, other times, I am a sucker, LOL.

I've got a couple of each.. and I've got at least 3 that are getting moldy...

I'm not soft hearted, I'm just a wuss, there's a difference lol.

Depends on the situation.

I'm such a softie! Not to the point where people take advantage of me, but I empathize a lot with others and with animals.

It depends. I tend to be extremely hard hearted about people I don't know and never have met at all; I honestly feel nothing about them, whether they live or die, although intellectually, I want them to live rather than die. EDIT: <Just to clarify, I don't think that is something to be proud of - I just can't help it. However, I suspect more people who won't admit it to themselves (or others) are like that than are reported.> Then again, I'm fairly soft-hearted for people I know, even people I've only met once, and don't know well at all. If I recognize vulnerability and suffering in such people, I can't avoid feeling sympathy. Also, which SENSE informs me of suffering determines if I feel anything or not. Strangely, "my eyes are disconnected from my heart" - seeing suffering doesn't make me feel anything at all, in strangers or loved ones. It's hearing it, and especially talking about it, that makes me emotional. I've never understood why. I also have a horrible visual memory, and can't picture my own reflection or the faces of loved ones I see everyday (or even in the last 1 minute) in my head once they're gone. In any math courses I took, I always excelled at mathematics until graphs and geometry would be introduced. If the professor allowed me to show my work entirely algebraically or in a table format (which is possible for any mathematical problem involving geometry or graph plotting), I would still do well, but if I was forced to resort to shapes and a visual, rather than numeric presentation, I would always just barely pass the course. Strange, right?

My heart is like a marshmellow at a campfire...hard and crusty on the outside, soft and gooey on the inside! I'm one damn tasty treat too!! lol

Soft. :)