INTJ: Why are you touching me? INTJ: Do you really need to hold my hand? INTJ: Should I touch you back? How do I touch you and show interest in you without being weird? Never mind…just gonna sit on my hands. INTJ: Is this the right time to bring up that one weird question I had? INTJ: He just asked about my favorite thing in the whole world 8DDDDDDDDDDDDDD *obsessively gives a full on lecture on the subject* INTJ: I just wanted to let you know that I think you’re okay. INTJ: *tells inappropriate joke to test other persons humor* INTJ: You see, the thing is, I’m not really comfortable with the touchy thing… INTJ: *narrows eyes* I don’t really understand this….dating “game” people talk about… INTJ: So after we did it, I told him thanks and left…. INTJ: Do you think it would be okay if we sat on this couch without talking or touching for a few hours? INTJ: BUT THEY DON’T EVEN KNOW ABOUT *Insert weird subject here* INTJ: *Says something insensitive and harsh* *doesn’t know to apologize* INTJ: Okay but like…give me a few days notice if you want to go to a party, I need time to isolate before I’m that social. INTJ: But really, why are you touching me?
I don't get how you can drop everything and anything for one person and they just don't care. Like nigga, I'd do anything for you. Anything. But it's cool, maybe soon I'll find someone who will cherish me. All of me.
Nothing pisses me off more than Black boys talking hair.
They want a girl with Natural hair,
But it has to be big, long, and wavy.
It can’t be that kinky, coily, curly stuff that grows from most of our heads.
Ya know what,
I just don’t like hearing about black boys talking about black girls period. We aren’t good enough. Gotta be mixed or light skin to be pretty, and if you are, you can almost pretty much have any body type and still be fine. But let yo ass be brown skin…
Bitch betta be a ghatdamn coke bottle to be fine.
I’m not really salty about this because I know that absolutely no one is looking at me and criticizing and critiquing my appearance, because it’s just that bad.
But I still hear the shit y’all say and watch these pretty ass girls feel like they aren’t enough or like they aren’t pretty because of the pressure y’all— y’all being black guys— put on them.
It just makes me mad. Shut the fuck up and be happy with the beautiful brown goddess that chooses yo dusty, undeserving ass.
Tumblr has given me ridiculously high relationship standards! If I’m not in a relationship where we paint each other’s faces while wearing the same shirt or act out the titanic then there will be serious problems