ENTPs are fluent conversationalists, mentally quick, and enjoy verbal sparring with others. They love to debate issues, and may even switch sides sometimes just for the love of the debate. When they express their underlying principles, however, they may feel awkward and speak abruptly and intensely.
I gotta remind myself… That despite the circumstance in my life, I’m literally living out the dream that I had always set myself on doing. But at what costs? I can’t help but look back, the sacrifices I’ve had to make, and the tolls that I had to pay to cross bridges into lands unknown. All for the sake… Of achieving my own dreams.
ENTP: The lonely, introverted-extrovert.
“ENTPs have been quite correctly said to be one of the most introverted extroverts. […]
Our extroversion practically demands human interaction. Though we may go on periods of thoughtful introversion, what makes us not INTPs are our intense craving for human interaction.
We DO need people, even if
we tend to neglect this need.”
To empty stares at my cell phone… Expecting nothing, emptiness, void. It’s like watching television, with it swiftly siphoning my thoughts. Maybe I should just… Downgrade from the whole “smartphone” thing. Social interaction? Is as existent to me as one of those novelty paintings that are hung up on restaurant walls. Is it weird? I don’t mind being around my own species, upon occasion tossing friendly banter amongst them. It’s just… I rather prefer being around and watching them than… Getting too involved I guess.
And I guess you can say that I am a little… Odd. But ehh… This is me, unfiltered and in my truest form. Cant get me any better than that.
-She was the one who fucked things up… Again.
-She was the one who decided to be selfish, for her own sake and future… And not yours AND hers.
-That despite what she says, she was the one that in the end decided to just… Let things be, and give up.
-She’s the one that doesn’t have her shit straight.
Honestly… In retrospect… Would I truly want a future with someone such as that? Despite how much blood, sweat, and tears I’ve shed, just for her? After the countless disappointments?
She’d always get at me before… At how immature I could get at times… But its funny how in the end, her maturity of handling things was the one that was truly in question.
Well… I shouldnt have to worry about her “immaturities” as she tries to figure things out on her own back wherever the hell she decided to stay at… Hope for the best for her.
I need to remember… And now that she took it upon herself to ruin the future that me and her had planned…
All this madness needs to truly come to an end.
I know I can carve a bright future for myself and for anyone that’s willing to be along for the ride with me…
That… Is definitely something i simply cannot forget.