Casually Extreme

This doesn’t just mean alcohol

Don’t accept any open drinks

After you get your unopened drink, you keep it in your site

You have to go to the bathroom so you leave your drink on a table? That drink is now dead to you.

You’ve been holding your drink way low out of your eyesight and people are crowding? That drink is now suspect.

like literally smoking from the engine

white and you smell pancakes? it’s the coolant. panic and pull over, but you’ll live

a slight blue tinge? it’s the oil. panic and pull over, but you’ll live

grey, looks like fire smoke? gasoline; the most combustable and dangerous. pull over and leave the vehicle, pray.

ISFJ: “Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.”(Henry V)

ESFJ: “All the world ‘s a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts.”(As You Like It)

ISTJ:“[Life] is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”(Macbeth)

ESTJ:  “Swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, that monthly changes in her circled orb, lest that thy love prove likewise variable.”(Romeo and Juliet)

ISFP: “If music be the food of love, play on.”(Twelfth Night)

ESFP: “This above all: to thine ownself be true.”(Hamlet)

ISTP:  “There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.”(Hamlet)

ESTP: “Action is eloquence.”(Coriolanus)

INFJ: “The miserable have no other medicine, but only hope.”(Measure for Measure)

ENFJ: “The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.”(Julius Caesar) 

INTJ: "The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.“(As You Like It)

ENTJ: “Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.”(Twelfth Night)

INFP: “If love be blind, it best agrees with night.”(Romeo and Juliet)

ENFP: “The robb’d that smiles, steals something from the thief.”(Othello)

INTP: “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.”(Romeo and Juliet)

But all you did was shrug

You gave my emptiness a name