But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
Sigh... ENTp, fat lip subtype.
Yeah, I got me some Mick Jagger lips right now. I dunno what's up lately.
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
God I'm such a narcissist, I can't stop watching this fucking video.
I'm just so goddamn pretty; not like I can help it.
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
it doesnt work for me
Edited for gayness.
ENTp
Find another ENFj who actively seeks , has weak , can't stand , gets along with ENFps (even a sister), and would rather theorize than socialize.
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
Edited for gayness.
ENTp
lol
No.1. program function: the ethics of the emotions It manages the wide collection of emotional states. Dramati*cheskiye emotions rapidly pass into the comic or are interwoven with them. However, with the strangers it can conduct quietly, also, with the merit. It is allotted by the gift of emotional sympathy - empathy. It survives the emotions of another person as its own. Overcrowding by negative emotions frequently leads to the psychic disruptions. It is expressive in the mimicry, the gestures, the view, the intonations and other emotional signals. Good actor or speaker. Constantly it reembodies into any means. To close people it is to heavy carry out its emotional pressure. It constantly aggravates situation, emotional stress is forced. To it it is not given to find pacification and sincere rest.
And now you're just trying to provoke me emotionally to prove your point. And it's not working.
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
Edited for gayness.
ENTp
lol
Can I swab my balls across your face? Please? Because I would really enjoy it, and I'm sure you would too.Originally Posted by Transigent
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
Gilligan looks like he has an ENTP/ENFP face. They tend to have a distinct facial shape. So, I would say definitely ENTP, unless V.I. is a load of trash.
“We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” Randy Pausch
Ne-IEE
6w7 sp/sx
6w7-9w1-4w5
Gilligan looks like he has an ENTP/ENFP face. They tend to have a distinct pointy facial shape like the one I have. So, I would say definitely ENTP, unless V.I. is a load of trash.
“We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” Randy Pausch
Ne-IEE
6w7 sp/sx
6w7-9w1-4w5
George and I have a lot in common, besides the fact that I am smarter, so I'd say ENTp.
He is the same type as Joy. :wink:
ENTp - The Attention Whore
lolsOriginally Posted by Sycophant
I'm smarter. Bitch.Originally Posted by Darkside
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...
LOL, you ENTP's think alike.Originally Posted by gilligan87
“We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” Randy Pausch
Ne-IEE
6w7 sp/sx
6w7-9w1-4w5
Edited for gayness.
ENTp
Because ONLY feeling types do that. Obviously.
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...