I really wish it wasn’t so easy to look at the work of others and feel like I’m nothing in comparison. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I am still young, and that I (hopefully) have yet to reach my full potential in terms of skill and intelligence.
That reminder doesn’t always help.
It isn’t a fact without a source, but I’ve known this to be true in my relationships and those of my gamer friends. In fact, it ties nicely into a post I’ve been meaning to write.
Smooth McGroove continues to make sweet, passionate love to my childhood.
I need something interesting to be, well, interested in.
You Know You Are An INTJ When…
The cute girl at the burrito shoppe tells you to have a nice night and you reply with ‘yeah’.
What the fuck brain. Are you even trying?
(Source: smallrooms, via blockhart11)
It has finally been decided and booked. At the end of the month I’ll be in the Bahamas for a week with my brother and two very close friends :)
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Find out if you’re an introvert of extrovert by following the link on here: http://neurolove.me/post/48232160310/are-you-introverted-or-extraverted
(via my-amazing-personal-blog)
INTJs are very, very selective about who we choose to love and cherish. It’s to the point that we prefer to pre-screen them before we reveal any vulnerabilities to said individuals. We need them to accept us past our imperfections.
Perhaps we are akin to a heavily-guarded fortress with a prince/princess locked up in the tower. Their highness can see everything from their POV, their highness can call the shots… but from the perspective of everyone from the outside, they know that royalty exists inside the tower, but they fail to witness the lonesome state of being in such a strategic position.
What they see is a fort symbolic of intelligence, of strength and power. What they don’t see is the pressure, the struggle of the inner king to survive and protect his library and everything within those walls. To be let in, to even be allowed to walk through the gates of the fort leaves the prince vulnerable. But they will only do it for someone they trust, or love. No sense in letting strangers walk in, only to have them destroy his most valuable possessions (his library, his projects, his heart). We need them to see that these things are a part of us and that we trust them to not break or destroy these possessions.
—Some random on the internet. (via the-cold-count)
