You know you're an INFP if you're discussing an interesting idea with an imaginary person you've just created in your head only for this purpose.
Happens way too often to me...
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You know you're an INFP if you're discussing an interesting idea with an imaginary person you've just created in your head only for this purpose.
Happens way too often to me...
...If you find yourself daydreaming about all sorts of imaginary or hypothetical situations and you find yourself having very intense reactions even though none of these things actually have happened or are likely to happen.

you know when you're an INFP when...
you see someone's cat sitting in a window sill so you begin to stare it down and switch on your angry face...you notice that your angry face made the cat switch on an angry face so you 2 continue to have a staring contest and then, out of nowhere, switch to a really happy face JUST TO SEE the cats reaction.
true story as well :)
(you're also an INFP if things like these makes your day)
You know you're an INFP when you are contemplating the meaning of life, find the answer to it all, see something shiny move in the corner of your eye, and then completely lose whatever you were thinking about because you have to investigate the shiny thing.
........when you can remember conversations from two years ago about nothing but forget to replace the gas cap on your car befor you drive away.
reality will never measure up to your imagination
You know you're an INFP when you find yourself starring at your longtime pet dog and wondering if they can understand everything on the level of humans but just can't speak. Then you feel guilty for having ignored them for so long and start talking to them...
...apologizing for all the times you've forgotten to feed them
...left them out in the rain
...or not let them outside to explore nature and others their age
...and then getting quite teary-eyed yourself and wondering what it's like to be a poor dog with no way to communicate your inner feelings and desires, and being doomed to eat the same decrepit food day after day...
...only to look up and realize everyone's looking at you...
I've been there.
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