INTP Gothic
"Can you help me with my math homework?" your brother asks. You haven't taken a math class in years. "Can you help me with my math homework?" your brother asks again. You don't have a brother.
You turn in a paper 3 days early. The teacher frowns, "You really need to stop procrastinating, they won't take late work in college."
You take off your glasses every night before bed. Every morning they grow back, bigger and angrier. It wasn't like this befo–Quiet! The labcoats are listening and you've already said too much.
NASA interviews you for a position as an astrophysicist. You tell the interviewer that there must be some mistake; you have no qualifications and you never even applied. He laughs and adjusts his collar. Were those gills? He hires you on the spot.
EinsteINTP69 posts: "ive never met an intp female offline, but they sound hot" Your keyboard melts before you can respond.
"INTPs are so oblivious," your friend says, "you wouldn't know flirting if it hit you in the face." It has hit you in the face. The heart shaped bruise and lingering smell of banana cream pie were hard to ignore.
You walk into a cafe. Something green is oozing from the walls, it's the exact color of mountain dew. The other patrons gather around muttering "J or P, J or P." You shut your laptop but it's too late, it's always too late. The trolls follow you home.
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RandomBasically all of the posts will be taken off of (mostly) Tumblr, or other social media applications, so therefore a majority of the posts will probably not be made up by me. -If I ever literally have one chapter that's a repeat, just say it. -Rated...
