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Why is it called getting butterflies when it actually feels like getting stabbed?
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ENFP : Good morning! I brought your coffee.
ISTJ : Thank you, can I have a little spoon please?
ENFP : Oh, I almost forgot! [Hugs ISTJ from behind]
ISTJ : [flustered] That's not what I meant, but I'll take this too-
INTJ: I want a drug that has no negative consequences so I can take it every second of the day and ignore the horrifying things the people I trust do to me
ISTJ: I feel you, man
INTJ: *twitches* Do not ... feel me
Bruh...we’re going to die
One day, I am going to die. There is nothing I can do about it. One day, something is just going to click, and all of my bodily functions will cease to function. It is going to happen. Oh my God. It’s going to happen. I remember I was in the third grade when I first had my death anxiety attack. I would freak out and think about it every night for a month. Every free moment I had I would become depressed just knowing that one day everything will stop. Imagine that. A seven year old thinking about the inevitability of death. Nowadays, my attacks aren’t as bad because I can manage to keep the thoughts somewhat at bay. The thought just seems so complex that I don’t think that I fully comprehend it. I don’t think anyone fully will (even those who have experienced death before). I don’t know if I want to ever understand it. I am going to die. I know I am going to die, yet I still don’t feel like I fully grasp the thought. The knowledge that: I. Am. Going. To. Die. Am I too young to be thinking about this? I guess not. Death can arrive at anytime. It could come in the middle of me typing this post. It could come the instant I press post. It could come in 80 years. It could come any moment in between, before, or after. I don’t know where I’m going with this post. I just felt like I needed to write it down. I wish I wasn’t aware of it. I wish I could just walk around a complete ignoramus and utterly oblivious. I just want to go through life an unsuspecting homo sapien. But no. Here I am. Bombarding you with my fears. Thanks for reading.
New aesthetic!! ISTJ, deep purple, guitar, and libraries.
(btw, don’t be afraid to send me things!! I can get to all of them so far!!)
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ISTJ Ramblings
I love being an ISTJ, I really do. I love being analytical and doing lists and schedules. I love signing up for/doing as much as I can. However, I have a problem of overwhelming myself or getting overwhelmed easily when I have a lot going on. Where I am in my life right now, there is always a bit of uncertainty and a lot going on.
So I guess what I’m trying to say is that if you’re feeling overwhelmed, crying on your stairs right now, you’re not alone.
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INTJ: Do you ever speak about a deep topic and then the person you are trying to express yourself to just ends it and can't relate and it just rips your heart out sometimes?
ISTJ: My cat is sleeping on my lap!
INTJ: *sigh*
