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Psychological Warfare

Know thyself

Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality.

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O veste care a venit ca un trăznet peste noi toți: Adi nu mai este. După ce șocul și durerea vor trece, va rămâne poezia; poeziile de dragoste atât de frumoase. Vor rămâne amintirile și frumusețea. Adi recitând - și o melodie care, deși nu era în playlistul lui, e posibil să descrie raiul, așa cum îl vedeasimțea el. Rămâi cu bine Adi, ne vom întâlni cu toții în acel loc. Înmormântarea va avea loc azi, cimitirul Bellu, aleea Artiștilor.

CALM - the sanctuary in my pocket. And the first story I've listened today on the beach. So so happy for this.

...With a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about it / And pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me

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INFJ personality type rage

Non-bipolar mood shifts.

Nice to meet you, my name is Weirdo

'The strong rarely have an easy past.'

'Un gentleman nu se îmbată niciodată. El face intoxicație etilică. Că nu a citit aceleași cărți cu toți bețivii.' #weekend

Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things. / R. B.

#builtnotborn #nofitnessgear #noexcuses

'It’s said that when you deeply wound an INFJ, they don’t "hate" you, they "nothing" you. If the door has been slammed on you, it’s because the INFJ saw no other way of stopping the emotional pain you were causing them. They tend to be patient and forgiving of others’ shortcomings, but even INFJs have their breaking point. When an unhealthy relationship becomes draining and damaging, the INFJ must remove it to save their sanity. Usually the door is slammed only as a last resort.'

10 secrets of the INFJ, the rarest personality type

I am an INFJ and it is scarily accurate.

Life, now, was unfolding before me, constantly and visibly, like the flowers of summer that drop fanlike petals on eternal soil. Overall, I was happiest to be alone; for it was then I was most aware of what I possessed. Free to look out over the rooftops of the city. Happy to be alone in the company of friends, the company of lovers and strangers. Everything, I decided, in this life, was pure pleasure. / Roman Payne, 'Rooftop Soliloquy'

Când prietenii îți trimit poze din Tenerife ca dovadă că mutra ta apare pe acolo pe ziduri :) / with Andra Rotaru