i sobbed while making this so

I had a great time seeing Macbeth at the Theater at Monmouth!

The outfits were fancy early-to-mid-20th-century, while the set had a couple shipwrecked hulls and tattered curtains that I think were designed to evoke animal skulls. The witches were some straight-up Dark Souls shit: hunched over, with interchangeable ceramic masks and ragged strips of cloth.

Macbeth himself was magnificent, and his first panicky breakdown was So Good- my favorite example of “character makes extremely bad choice, cackles and sobs and panics while elbow-deep in blood” in a long time.

(The guy who played Banquo had a shaved head, which made Macbeth even more unhinged and delusional when he starts hollering about gory locks, and that dinner scene was magnificent all around.)

If you’re ever in the area, the Theater at Monmouth does consistently great work and they’re totally worth your time if you have any interest in theater at all.

Writer Of the Day #22 16/08/17

Our 22nd writer is… GABI!

Gabi is a crazy lady, but when I mean crazy, I say it in a good way. She’s hilarious, funny and has a perfect portion of sass she throws out every once in a while. She’s also a make-up loving unicorn because… look at her hair! I’m so jealous! Furthermore, Gabi likes to torture us with her fics. And when I say torture I mean pure, deep, dark angst which will make you sob and cry and doubt you will ever be happy again. I’ve never met someone with an ability like this. Holy cannoli. So check out her fics and leave a review because she deserves it!

Tumblr: @x-wishes-on-fallen-stars-x

Twitter: https://twitter.com/wishesonstarsx

FF.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/4193670/wishesonfallenstars

Ships: Everything Queen ♥

Favorite completed fic: It’s not fully completed because I think she still wants to write a third part but damn it it’s as good as finished and you need to read it ASAP. It’ll give you ALL the pain.

Paroxysm ( Her son is gone and she has a deranged half-sister on the warpath. Owen’s little temper tantrum is a mere blip on the radar compared to that. If only her body would get the memo. Or, Regina has to deal with severe nerve and muscle damage after being electrocuted all while navigating grief over Henry, a green skinned sister, and a thief who can’t seem to leave her be. )

Favorite WIP:

Baby Gates And Deadbolts ( He had planned to spend the day in the garden; it was meant to be a nice day, summer still going strong and he figured Roland would enjoy the baby paddling pool John had bought for his birthday. But no, turns out his little boy is doing his best to give him a god damn heart attack at thirty-five. - A verse of moments leading up to and after Robin meets Regina in a hardware store. )

Favorite Oneshot: Ready for some smut?

I’ll Be Your Favorite Drug ( It’s been weeks. Three to be exact, about to merge into the fourth. And Regina is going mad. She is pretty damn sure she’s dying. Or that someone will be dying if she doesn’t get some alone time with Robin soon. It’s getting to the point that she is half tempted to drop in on him at work one lunch time for a quickie. )

Drarry sober vs. drunk--

Draco while sober:
Harry: I love you.
Draco: Shit, Potter, can you stop being so gay for just five minutes?!

Draco while drunk:
Harry: I love you.
Draco: *sobbing into Harry’s shoulder* Harry, I don’t even deserve you.

Harry while sober:
Harry: God, just looking at your arse makes me randy as fuck.
Draco: Charming.

Harry while drunk:
Harry: Sometimes it hurts to look right at you, that’s how beautiful you are, baby; you’re so pure, your hair is like silken, spun gold, your eyes sparkle like diamonds–
Draco: I don’t know him, please help me.

Anger levels

Aries mars:

  1. FIGHT ME
  2. FIGHT ME
  3. FIGHT ME

Taurus mars:

  1. Who the fuck are you? Stay silent please.
  2. Okay you’re not listening to me and that’s making me a bit nervous.
  3. .
  4. .
  5. .
  6. SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Gemini mars:

  1. hahahahahaahaha you’re so angry
  2. Well let’s see, you’re so wrong bc *throw away all his arguments* that’s it, buddy. Go home, enjoy life.
  3. *Still isn’t angry*

Cancer mars:

  1. You’re angry? Well I can’t understand what I’ve done to make you angry, literally I’m not like that in fact I should be angry with you for making all this drama.
  2. How???? YOu’re hurting me and you fucking like it, You are always hurting me and throwing all your problems onto me can you stop please I DON’T DESERVE THIS.
  3. You’re the worst person that I’ve known. I hate u *hates them until they ask for forgiveness* Okay let’s hang out, I know a cool place we could go :)

Leo mars:

  1. How u dare
  2. HOW U DARE TO TALK TO ME THAT WAY YOU’RE NOT THINKING YOU DON’T KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM
  3. I WILL CHASE YOU UNTIL YOU PLEAD FORGIVENESS AND I WON’T BE FRIEND WITH YOU ANYMORE ALL THE PEOPLE WILL KNOW THE SHITTY PERSON YOU’RE AND…
  4. *Gets bored*
  5. I still hate u but I have better things to do ;*.

Virgo mars:

  1. I don’t find interesting fighting you.
  2. Don’t you have something better to do than yelling to a wall?
  3. You’re kinda idiot, aren’t you? Let’s see, you’re yelling inside a room (that, metaphorically, can be your own head) to someone that isn’t understanding and, furthermore, doesn’t care about the problem itself. Don’t you catch the uselessness of this situation? Plus, you gotta check your arguments. They’re too weak and poorly presented.
  4. Go and sleep for some hours. You’ll be cool and tomorrow we’ll be able to debate this thing.

Libra mars:

  1. Why are you so angry? 
  2. You’re killing my vibe.
  3. Okay I came here to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now.
  4. Okay shut up you’re right *changes subject abruptly*.

Scorpio mars:

  1. I will hunt you down till the day I die.

Sagittarius mars:

  1. Okay your arguments are totally messed up let me explain it to you, little.
  2. Haven’t you listened to me?? WHY ARE YOU CONTRADICTING ME? Okay you should be respectful of others opinions *five minutes later*  You need some fucking education. I’m never talking to you again!
  3. .
  4. Wait we were fighting? When?

Capricorn mars:

  1. You’re not worth my time.
  2. I won’t stoop to your level.
  3. .
  4. .
  5. .
  6. Fucking run.

Aquarius mars:

  1. You look so silly! Ow, look at these short-minded, their stupidity makes them adorable…
  2. Your arguments are sooo uninteresting. I’ve heard this like 2 times before *rolls eyes*.
  3. Ow, they’re so angry, I can’t stop laughing… oh, wait, what have you said?
  4. OKAY YOU WANTED IT BITCH *starts throwing away all his arguments while trying to look confident and so over it*.

Pisces mars:

  1. Your anger makes me angry. Stop being angry. I don’t want to fight okay
  2. I don’t want to fight please I’ll be all messed up aND I HATE U
  3. *sobbing* I’m sorry can’t we be friends again?

Thanks @phantasticforfob for helping me writing this shit.

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i used to be a little boy, so old in my shoes. and what i choose is my choice, what’s a boy supposed to do? the killer in me is the killer in you, my love. i send a smile over to you, the killer in me is the killer in you, i send a smile over to you…

buttsexstatistics  asked:

jaxx i'm full on sobbing at home bc u and ducky are getting married and my lil gay heart can't handle this y'all look so happy and it makes me so hopeful for the future oh my god i wish y'all the best i love y'all so much

i’m getting a lot of messages like “your engagement gives me hope!” and while that’s amazing, that also makes me sad! so i’m gonna say it loud here:

your queerness, you being gay, being lesbian, being bi, being trans, being nonbinary, being not cis and/or not straight etc is not a death sentence! happiness does come to us! we face struggle ofcourse, but that’s why queer people’s love is so powerful, passionate and strong. it’s so special. and it IS something ALL OF US can have and will have. All of us.

I love you guys. and thank you SO MUCH from the bottom of my chilly little heart for the love towards our engagement. It’s been overwhelming and we thank you for being on this journey with us ❤️

PSA: I AM NOT OKAY

Oh god, so I just saw the spoiler that said we’ll see Magnus and Alec interact in a location that holds special memories for them. And immediately that sent my mind reeling, because there have certainly been amazing malec moments through the series, but most of them aren’t connected by a certain location. There’s Magnus’ loft, but I doubt it will be there because there are so many special memories that it would be hard to be specific. It wouldn’t make sense to send them to Tokyo either. Then I remembered this picture from the sdcc trailer:

I made a post earlier that theorized that this moment is when Alec feels Jace dying. But I never really looked closely at where they were. I just figured it was some room in the Institute. But that spoiler got me thinking, and there is a pretty special place where we see those same stained glass windows wrapped in vines. Look to the top right of this picture…

I’m not going to make any assumptions about how the scene will play out. I just thought I would put this out there for us to cry over. I’m currently typing through my tears and we still have a full day to wait for the episode. I am not okay. 

esquire korea ♡ may ‘17 issue
translation: sullaem (source)

are you happy? this is duo interview’s last question.

jonghyun: i’m going to be happy. (*) for the past six months, i’ve thought about this the most. about happiness. my disposition in and of itself tends to torment me. for people like me, it isn’t easy to be happy. though on the other hand, it is possible to grow.

so, now, you want to grow but also be happy, too.

jonghyun: a few years ago, i was crying and whining at my mom and my sister. when i was really drunk. i asked my mom and sister …, it wasn’t long after we’d moved. i asked them if they were happy. after i’d been drinking, i woke up my entire family who’d already gone to bed, like some ahjussi. it had been my number one goal in life, you know, to make my mom and sister happy. they both woke up and told me they were happy. but i was so jealous at the fact that they were able to reply that they were, indeed, happy. because it wasn’t like that for me. i told them while sobbing, i want to be happy too. then i felt like i’d done my mom and sister wrong. but ever since then, i started contemplating about happiness. for about six months, i pondered specifically over what i would need to do in order to become happy. i think that time of transformation has come. i think i need to become happy, now. i must become happy. i am going to be happy. (*)

[translator’s note: the full nuance of “행복하려고요” is a little hard to translate directly. it’s kind of like saying “i am going to try to be happy”, like he’s telling himself he will be happy no matter what, and he will do all he can to ensure his happiness from now on.

@lwskybones submitted:

Happy belated birthday zeph!

I just wanted to say thank you so much for blessing us with your beautiful art! (especially the colours!! you’re a huge inspiration!?) THANK YOU!

awww, thank you so much ;v; !!!

I never meant to make you cry.

Originally posted by lance91leroy

This is a blurb inspired by this post by @secret-rendezvous1d, thank you so much or letting my write this! 

A blurb about a dinner where you flip out at Anne and are left to deal with the consequences. 

You had never been someone to yell at others or start pointless arguments, you could let most things go easily and move on, you knew this and everyone at your house sitting at the table celebrating Harrys tour selling out in Europe knew this too. You were all sitting around the table, yourself and Harry, Gemma and her partner and Anne and the conversation had shifted to grandchildren, you inwardly groaned and tried to avoid the conversation allowing Gemma to talk about their plans to have a few kids now they were married. Your eyes avoided that of those at the table, busying yourself with trying to clean some of the plates at the table, your heart sunk when Anne had said your name and asked you when you were going to give her grandchildren. You looked up and smiled slightly as she started talking about what your children would look like, if they would have Harrys eyes or yours, wether they would be tall like him or short like you. She had looked over to you and asked if you had thought about it and said if you hadn’t you should, “ you wont be able to have children forever my dear” she had said before launching back into various details about your hypothetical children lives, their appearances, their features and accents, things you had thought about continuously, things you and Harry had spoken about as you waited for pregnancy tests and being disappointed when they were negative. You hadn’t meant to scream at her to shut up, you hadn’t meant to slam down the bowl of peas you were holding or to yell at her to mind her own business and that you knew you wouldn’t be young forever and you knew she’d love to have grandchildren because she told you all the time. You hadn’t mean to slam the door to your bedroom so hard you could hear the photo frames on the walls rattle or sit against the door and sob into your arms. Truth be told you and Harry had been trying for the better half of a year to give Anne a grandchild, to have a baby that looked like you and Harry to love and care for, you’d spent the year trying for a baby unsuccessfully in and out of fancy specialists, getting blood drawn, crying over pregnancy tests, seeing fertility doctors and all they could tell you that you were physically fine, and yet a year on and you and Harry had nothing to show for. You had decided not to tell anyone you were trying for a baby, you didn’t want the added pressure onto of what you were putting on yourself, you had been more strict on keeping it a secret after two phantom pregnancies and a miscarriage at the beginning of the year that broke you so much you didn’t known if you could continue to try. So you knew you were out of line for yelling at Anne especially when you could hear her crying downstairs as Harry comforted her, he would be furious at you for the way you spoke to Anne. Despite being married for almost 4 years you’d never seen Harry be more protective over anyone as much as his mother, he never let anyone mistreat her or speak to her rudely, especially when it was his wife, but you wanted nothing more than to have a baby that you just lost it because you couldn’t stand hearing all those things out loud, couldn’t stand the questions of when you were having a baby, because you were trying so damn hard.

You had stayed in your room or the rest of the night, you couldn’t face anyone yet especially not Anne and Harry, despite knowing everyone was staying overnight to wait to hear if the US tour had sold too and that you would see them in the morning right not you just couldn’t do it. You had heard everyone head off to bed as you stayed in the same place in the corner of your room the whole time, next to a box of things you’d both brought for your future child, you had been stupid you thought to buy toys for a child who hadn’t existed yet and despite the sobs that rippled through your body as you held them hope was still present in your heart for a child of your own.  The door had opened letting light into the dark room that was only lit by a small lamp next to your bed, you knew it was Harry by the heavy footsteps that had come up the stairs and especially when he had slammed the door causing you to jump slightly.
“ Yeh owe my mother an apology” he spoke standing at the end of your bed a few meters from you even in the poorly lit bedroom you could see he was angry you didn’t speak to him just nodded scared for the fight that was inevitable at this point.
“Got nothing to say now huh? After you screamed at my mother to shut up and to mind her own business” Harry hardly ever yelled at you but the tone of his voice was filled with enough venom that you could feel the tears welling up again. 
“ What was I suppose to say Harry! Tell her I have been trying to give her grandchildren, that-that I’m filling my body with hormones and getting poked and jabbed at the doctors, that having sex with you is almost a daily chore and that I can hardly look at you with children because it hurts so much and that everyday I loose hope to ever having a baby with you and it hurts so much that having someone tell me that I wont be able to have children forever is enough to make me scream”  you were standing now and couldn’t help the tears that poured down your face or the fact you were shaking almost uncontrollably.
“ You were suppose to tell her that we were trying, not have so little respect for the woman who raised me and ruin everyones night by being a fucking brat” You were sure the hole house could hear your yelling now, you were practically screaming over each other at this point.
“ You will be lucky if she speaks to you again, what happened out there wasn’t right! You weren’t my wife there, you were unfair and harsh to her cruel even! My mother is a strong woman and it takes a lot to make her cry and you did” His words felt like a punch to the gut, you had always looked up to Anne as a strong woman and you felt terrible for what you had done to the woman who had taken you in with open arms, who had held you as you broke when your own mother had died and always kept you sane when Harry was on tour on the other side of the world and now you’d gone and treated her so terribly.
“ I cant even look at you, get out” he spoke walking towards the door before opening it and throwing a pillow and a blanket from the bed to the hallway, you felt like an animal who’d been sent outside after being naughty.
“ Harry please” you cried walking towards him grabbing his hand only for him to yank it away from yours almost in what looks like disgust.
“ I said get out!”

You had stood in the hallway your bedroom door locked closed you were trying to hold your cries in but your sobbing was probably loud enough now that there was no way anyone in the house could not hear you. You had grabbed your blanket and pillow and headed to the lounge room, your cries not slowing at all as you walked through the pitch black house, you couldn’t even work up the energy to place the bedding onto the couch and instead you curled up into a ball on the soft material on the floor and let out the cries you’d been holding in. You weren’t sure how long you had laid there with your eyes closed shut before a light above you was turned on and Annes all too familiar perfume filled the air as she sat next to you on the floor.
“ Come here my darling, it’s okay” her arms brought you into her chest where you wrapped your arms around her like a small child crying as she patted your hair shushing you.
“ I-I’m s-sorry Anne, I was so rude” you could hardly get words out you were so hysterical.
“ I know your sorry my dear, If id known I would’ve never pushed you like that” You didn’t understand how she could be so lovely to you despite you reaction to her earlier.
“ I never meant to make you cry”  You laid there for a while in silence, your sobs and cries becoming less frequent while she continued to rub your back in a soothing motion.
“ Harrys hates me” you spoke quietly a while later you had sat up on the couch now the two of you still sitting close together.
“ I know my son love, he’s upset and angry, but he could never hate you” Something about her words reassured you a bit, but you knew it wouldn’t be that simple.

You and Anne had spoken for about an hour after that you apologised a dozen of times and she assured you continuously she forgave you. You walked silently back to your room and opened the door to see Harry laying facing away from you on his phone the light illuminating the otherwise dark room. You didn’t know what to say to him, you wanted nothing more than to curl up in his arms and for him to hold you and kiss your head goodnight, but you weren’t stupid enough to realise it wasn’t that easy. Your head reeled with thoughts that you’d go near him and he’d tell you to get out, that he hated you and that he didn’t love you, and although you knew they were in your head, it didn’t stop the fear from creeping up, You pulled your clothes off replacing it with one of his shirts from the floor and placed the pillow he’d thrown out for you on the bed softy not wanting to disturb your husband too much.
“ I said I didn’t want to see you” his words weren’t laced with anger this time but he still stayed facing away from you as you pulled back the blankets and slipped in facing your back to his.
“ Do you still love me?” your words were softer than you thought they’d come out, your voice had cracked at the end and you were almost scared to hear his answer. He turned around in the bed to face your back you couldn’t see him but his brows were furrowed at why you would ask such a question.
“ I will always love you, you drive me crazy y/n, and sometimes you make so mad that I say harsh things but I love you” his arms snaked around your waist and pulled you in close and he placed a kiss on your head.
“ I hope our babies are like your mum, strong and forgiving” You wrapped your hands in his kissing his knuckles softy, you would never have thought that night would result to anything good, but in a few months time you laid in that same position and said the same sentence this time 5 months pregnant.


This is one of my favourite pieces Ive written so I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did. Please reblog if you liked it, it helps my little blog out a lot. Feel free to request things it makes me super happy! x ohsweetkiwi 

bootytoohella  asked:

my friend and I have an rp going where we had younger Damen and Laurent be friends and court and all that, just like your art!! it was so neat to find it!! You're an amazing artist!!

Thank you!!!! ( ಥ д ಥ) 
I’ve been re-reading cp and the idea of Auguste being alive while Damen courts his brother or just the three of them being together makes my heart so so weak, but I hardly find any content, so… gotta make them myself (¬ 3¬)

Although Damen will court Laurent with all the grace and courtesy he deserves while having their close friends (count Nikandros out, he’ll never approve this) and family’s support, I still like to make Auguste being salty because Damen is snatching his cute brother away from him way too soon.

If you listen carefully, you can also hear Nikandros sobbing somewhere in Akielos.

Dear Evan Hansen Songs in a Nutshell
  • Anybody Have a Map?: Parenting is hard™
  • Waving Through a Window: MMMMMMM A N X I E T Y
  • For Forever: two hetero friends climb trees (ft. L I E S)
  • Sincerely, Me: WE'RE SO HETERO, WE HAVE FAKE EMAILS TO PROVE IT
  • Requiem: Zoe has some good old-fashioned Internal Conflict™
  • If I Could Tell Her: I love you, Zoe..- -saID YOUR BROTHER, YEAH CONNOR WANTED TO SAY THAT HAHA,,
  • Disappear: NO ONE DESERVES TO BE FORGOTTEN, NO ONE DESERVES TO FADE AWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY
  • You Will Be Found: Evan makes a bombass little speech and goes viral as fuck + oh look, Feelings™
  • To Break in a Glove: Shaving cream, rubber bands, mattress, repeat
  • Only Us: Ben Platt and Laura Dreyfuss murder me with their amazing af vocals
  • Good for You: FUCK YOU EVAN™/GREAT GOOGLEY MOOGLEY, IT'S ALL GONE TO S H I T
  • Words Fail: Ben Platt sings while crying and slays my entire existence in the process while making me cry too
  • So Big/So Small: *GROSS SOBBING* YOUR MOM ISN'T GOING ANYWHERE, YOUR MOM IS STAYING RIGHT HERE..
  • Finale: AT LEAST YOU'RE YOU AND THAT'S ENOUGH, BBYGURL
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Day 2: Summer Job - Striped Carnations

continuation of yesterday’s comic -> Day 1: Pining- “2 am”

Once again, Happy Eren and Levi Week ~!

EDIT: Thanks for murdering my image quality tumblr, just open the image in another tab to see it better guys TwT

anonymous asked:

Oh man I didn't know there were multiple occasions// ahh I've been a casual Shinee Stan of like three year and I want to get to know them! And then I saw all these posts about Minho hugging my little guy :'( and honestly any video of that would be just fine

minho hugging the little guy is actually my favorite thing so i’m just going to tell u about every time it’s happened (that i know of) so i can remember there is a good thing in this world and that good thing is minho

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jonghyun is a precious sobbing mess. while minho doesn’t swoop in to save him until about 1:10, jonghyun spends that first minute sobbing loudly into the shoulders of some sj members before minho comes in to wipe his tears away and  hold him really close and pictures from this day also make me really emotional

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honestly every second of this video makes me emotional more than words can express. key starts crying first and jjong goes into hug him while the other members stand to the side and smile at them. at about 6:00, key points out that jjong has started to cry and Precious Sunshine Boy minho comes in to pat his back. jonghyun then makes the most pathetic and emotional waddle over to hug taemin, then jinki–all while minho babe is standing off to the side, waiting for jjong–spitty, teary, boogery jjong–to hug him too at about 7:03. minho is extra precious here because he sways while they’re hugging and pats him a lot and i just ;;;; minho ;;;;

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jjong bb just ;;; so ;;; teary and emotional. honestly he’s such an ugly and gross crier i wouldn’t come near him yet minho is just “my bro :’)”. he even wipes jjong’s tears away with his thumb and holds him from the side and then gets him a towel to cry into. minho is such a good boy.

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throughout this whole broadcast i just wanted someone to swoop in and hug jonghyun since he was crying so hard but no one did… and then minho came in to save the day. to save the Tiny Man. as soon as minho appears jjong does this weird thing with his neck, almost like he didn’t want minho to come, but then he gets up from his chair and minho is walking toward him with his arms outstretched and jjong just //melts//. he goes all limp in minho’s arms and lets minho sway him around. then at the end they hug again and pat each other’s butts and it’s so important to me.

in conclusion minho is the sweetest human being ever and there’s no one i’d rather have wipe away jjong bb’s tears ;;;

Far Away (J-Hope)

commission for @xeronectus, i hope you like it hun! thank you again so much for the commission, it means the absolute world to me. fighting!

commissions: open check out commissions/donations

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“i’ll be home tomorrow babe.”

“im sorry, our tour got extended only two more weeks.”

“they want us to go to malaysia now, one more month we can do it.”

“my flight got delayed, i’ll see you tomorrow.”

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MBTI Types Get Hurt

INFP, ISFP:  I’m…. *sobbing* IM FINE. *falls into a depression spiral and recovers 6 months later*

ENFJ, ESFJ: YOU HURT ME HOW DARE YOU DO THAT OMG YOU’RE SO MEAN, I’LL NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN, I’LL MAKE EVERYONE HATE YOU. But I still love you tho ;)

ISFJ, ISTJ: Listens to 70s songs and looks out the window while rain falls onto the glass. Yeah pretty classic huh.

ESFP, ESTP : I feel…. sad….. LETS GET DRUNK ,OMFG WHO IS UP FOR A PARTAAAAYYYYY?!!

INFJ,: Well, things might get better. *sobs* maybe in the future i won’t feel this way. *sobs more* ……… yeah shit’s about to go downnn

ENFP, ENTP: BUT YOU HURT ME. I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS. I LIKE ORANGES. WAIT WHAT. ORANGES ARE ORANGE, I LIKE THAT. WAIT. what was I mad about again? *looks intensely into the distance* yeah i really need to work on being more concentrated…..

ENTJ, ESTJ: *furiously types a 6 page plan to murder the person who hurt them*

INTP, ISTP: Wait. Wait, what are these? Emotions? Shit, wtf. I’m not prepared 

INTJ: *Someone tries to hurt the INTJs feelings* BITCH I AIN’T GOT ANY FEELINGS *flips out dark glasses*

credit to @rainnymorningthoughts for the idea for the INTJ one :)