An Introverted Life

Books, movies, music, tv series, architecture, aesthetics, nature. My heart, mind, and soul.

[booknerd-me]

A Gif for Everything?

Calling on my fellow Supernatural fans here... do we have a gif for BBQ?? I can’t think of one at all! 

[booknerd-me]

We are one

The second hand ticks ticks ticks

As I lie awake thinking.

Tick tick tick

Thoughts fighting for attention

Tick tick tick

Am I moments away from sinking

Tick tick tick

into that blissful otherworldly dimension

where realty ceases and wild fancies fly

Tick tick tick

Where I walk barefoot in a meadow

The sun warms my face from on high

Cool earth and soft grass brush toes

Tick tick tick

Earth exhales, grass dances to and fro

Whispering sweet nothings, calling to my soul,

'We are one'.

Fresh, floral scented air fills my lungs

'We are one'.

Skin kissed lightly by rays of sun

An earthly exhale, trees murmur secrets

Pine scented sweetness

'We are one'

My soul smiles in answer to the grass, the sun, the trees, the earth

My home, my self, 'We are one'.

- B.M.L.

[bitch-imma-infp]

I feel like every MBTI type is insane enough to start playing their Christmas music already - or is it just me?

Reblog with your type and tell me if you in the Christmasy mood in November.

[booknerd-me]

INFJ and yes I'm 100% listening to Christmas music already. Made a new playlist and everything!

[booknerd-me]

Quiet by Susan Cain sheds light on the introvert and our inner workings.

[booknerd-me]

Question, do you ever watch a tv show or listen to a band/group/singer you haven't seen/listened to in a long time and you can feel yourself on the edge of that fandom hole again?

And it takes all your will power not to fall down into it again??

[booknerd-me]

Friend: "How are you handling Cas' absence? Ok?"

Me: "Yeah ya know... it's fine."

Me: *listens to Misha's 12 Days of Christmas song for the 57th time in a row.*

[starknesskenobi]

Me: pft love isn’t real it doesn’t exist

Also Me: Watches pride and prejudice 2005 ending and cries, Cries while reading Jane Eyre, Heart melts when Anne and Gilbert speak, reads every Jane Austen novel and imagines myself as the protagonist, Cries at the ending of the phantom of the opera chanting my angel of music why, Ends up day dreaming about me ending up with someone like Mr. Darcy, Gilbert Blythe, or  Henry Tilney, heart melts at the reading of shakespeare, ends up getting sad over bronte sister novels

Me: Yeah love is dumb -begins to sniffle- 

[herostairss]

Christ…

[booknerd-me]

Where can I get a James Fraser?

[shayna-d-clown]

If this Message appears to your dash Pass it on by adding a Supernatural Gif.

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[tree-of-blue-squirrel]

[lcveklaus]

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[booknerd-me]

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I’m not a huge Destiel shipper but go listen to Taylor Swift’s “Gorgeous” and tell me that song is not exactly Destiel I dare you. 

[booknerd-me]

I mean, “Ocean blue eyes looking in mine” ..

[booknerd-me]

“I’m so furious you make me feel this way” 

[booknerd-me]

“But what can I say? You’re gorgeous”

[booknerd-me]

“There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have”

[booknerd-me]

“You’re so gorgeous I can’t say anything to your face ‘Cause look at your face”

[booknerd-me]

I’m not a huge Destiel shipper but go listen to Taylor Swift’s “Gorgeous” and tell me that song is not exactly Destiel I dare you. 

[booknerd-me]

I mean, “Ocean blue eyes looking in mine” ..

[booknerd-me]

“I’m so furious you make me feel this way” 

[booknerd-me]

“But what can I say? You’re gorgeous”

[booknerd-me]

“There's nothing I hate more than what I can't have”

[booknerd-me]

I’m not a huge Destiel shipper but go listen to Taylor Swift’s “Gorgeous” and tell me that song is not exactly Destiel I dare you. 

[booknerd-me]

I mean, “Ocean blue eyes looking in mine” ..

[booknerd-me]

“I’m so furious you make me feel this way” 

[booknerd-me]

“But what can I say? You're gorgeous”

[booknerd-me]

I’m not a huge Destiel shipper but go listen to Taylor Swift’s “Gorgeous” and tell me that song is not exactly Destiel I dare you. 

[booknerd-me]

I mean, “Ocean blue eyes looking in mine” ..

[booknerd-me]

"I’m so furious you make me feel this way” 

[booknerd-me]

I’m not a huge Destiel shipper but go listen to Taylor Swift’s “Gorgeous” and tell me that song is not exactly Destiel I dare you. 

[booknerd-me]

I mean, “Ocean blue eyes looking in mine” ..

[booknerd-me]

I’m not a huge Destiel shipper but go listen to Taylor Swift’s “Gorgeous” and tell me that song is not exactly Destiel.  

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INFJ f, Ravenclaw, Libra ¦ Nature Lover Requested by anon, hope you like it! :)

[house-of-anime-typists]

Types as Seasonal Aesthetics

Spring

ISFP: You are the specks of pink cherry blossoms blowing in the wind and the pleasant breeze whispering against people. 

ENFJ: You are the first warm day after the blistering cold; a sign of hope. 

ESFJ: You are the very picture of a family having a nice picnic in a lusciously green park.

ENTP: You are the pesky allergies that come with the season making it more bittersweet. 

Summer

ENFP: You are the wanderlust, exploring the unknown depths of the unpredictable sea. 

ESFP: You are the city lights at night and a thirst quenching glass of a cocktail drink. 

ESTJ: You are that one friend who encourages physical activities and fun not be wasted on this season. 

ISTP: You are a pair of sunglasses; chic and protecting people’s eyes from the dangers of the sun rays. 

Autumn

INFP: You are the crispy, fall morning and the wind blowing through strands of hair. 

INTP: You are the solitude of chilly nights and empty roads.

ISTJ: You are the mystical fog and the beginning of school. 

ISFJ: You are the beautiful, colorful leaves decorating houses, pavements and cars. 

Winter

ESTP: You are the chaotic and turbulent snow storms. You are the thrill of sliding down white covered mountains.

ENTJ: You are the cold air from people’s lips and the fatal sting of frostbites from being outside too long. 

INTJ: You are the rage of sleet and the sharp edges of ice. 

INFJ: You are the warm smell of hot chocolate and cinnamon on Christmas Eve.