You're a beautiful person. Did you know that?
The formula for you is so precise and complex, that it can't be re-created. You fill more in the world than the physical space you occupy.
You are a tree, but not just any tree. You grow fruit that no one else can grow, and without you, the world is less fragrant and inviting.
Keep growing, lovely tree. I want to see how tall you can become. Let your branches stretch out to hold the hands of other trees. Together,
From what I'm understanding of the data that you have produced on this thread is that you are unsure as to whether or not your dominant function is Ne or Fi.
Woosh, alright, I'll give it a stab... *Warning, long post probably incoming*
First, I suppose we should get some definitions out of the way in terms of introversion and extroversion:
If we are going by the definitions set forth by Jung in Psychological Types, introversion and extroversion has nothing
Originally Posted by Riven https://youtu.be/z2L0y79PRrg This is why I find cynicism hot or at least cool, ergo, why I love emos (except Dan and Phil, their haircuts are too conservative). If you're not a cynic, you're probably a shill or a fundie Christian in my eyes.
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Originally Posted by Jasette Originally Posted by Kaly ....that their plans sound to me fake, like they have some ulterior motives which are not in my favour, like all they do is for their benefit...
I always want to connect in the middle, but when emotions are in question I don't feel NTs. Does this make any sense?
Yes, my closest friends are NFs and we just get each other, we connect on a deep level even if our opinions don't match. Hmm, see, I don't think it's "just the way things are" that you don't feel NTs.
There lays a beast deep-down within this core,
It's chained and dormant,
Awaiting for the time of war,
To bring upon the conscious realm, an endless torment.
It always lays-still until comes-by a rattle,
The beast sees nothing but pitch gloom,
"Master, are you in need of your chattel?"
"No" says a voice, you'd only selfishly consume.
The beast with all its might swiftly lunges upward,
Its teeth grinding