I love the flute.
I'm not naturally talented or the best.
I love art.
Despite people viewing it as boring.
I love books and reading.
Though people find it old fashioned.
I love rain.
Even though it seems sad.
I love movies.
But I always like a deep conversation.
I love jazz.
Because it's classy and wholesome and fun.
I love food.
Some people are embarrassed about that.
I love to write.
Nobody writes letters anymore.
I love musicals.
Everyone seems to prefer anything else but that .
I love alone time.
Some people think it's unhealthy.
I love myself.
But some people think I'm stuck up.
This is me in a short summary.
These things make me happy.
Or help me escape.
This is me.
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Becoming & Accepting INTJ
RandomI'm not mad. I'm not sad. And I'm not depressed. I just like alone time. And that's okay. Right?... Wrong. My parents think there is something wrong with me. Apparently I'm a defect, a flaw in social society. And I must be fixed. So I was forced...
