Alessia Mancuso

Alessia Mancuso

Alessia Mancuso
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ISFP weaknesses. But-I'm only competitive if spontaneously inspired to be so in a moment. I'd rather see everyone win & be happy.

ISFP weaknesses. But-I'm only competitive if spontaneously inspired to be so in a moment. I'd rather see everyone win & be happy.

This cracks me up, because I have literally only had 5 crushes my entire life - 2 of them are fictitious, and one of them I married.

This cracks me up, because I have literally only had 5 crushes my entire life - 2 of them are fictitious, and one of them I married.

The correct answer is like maybe seven in my whole school. Like, WHOLE HIGH SCHOOL

The correct answer is like maybe seven in my whole school. Like, WHOLE HIGH SCHOOL

Humor style ISFP // MBTI, psychology, personality type

Humor style ISFP // MBTI, psychology, personality type

*goes to hell and awkwardly follows satan the entire time*

*goes to hell and awkwardly follows satan the entire time*

Yeah. Though it's mainly unimportant personal decisions that i have trouble with. I make decisions at work easily enough. There's usually data and reasons for those.

Yeah. Though it's mainly unimportant personal decisions that i have trouble with. I make decisions at work easily enough. There's usually data and reasons for those.

Trovatiiii

Trovatiiii

Mare

Mare

ISFP... does the word listner mean listener or that we are good at making lists?

ISFP... does the word listner mean listener or that we are good at making lists?

Isn’t it funny when people ask me for my opinion they typically can’t take it? Isn’t it sad that when I get emotionally slutty people flee in fear of my inner intensity? How crazy is it that I could go an hour staring away from you and notice every move you make? Isn’t it baffling that all those who've tried to understand me eventually gave up? And isn’t it ironic that every single one of them, and you, will think of me again; over and over again. INFJ refuge

Isn’t it funny when people ask me for my opinion they typically can’t take it? Isn’t it sad that when I get emotionally slutty people flee in fear of my inner intensity? How crazy is it that I could go an hour staring away from you and notice every move you make? Isn’t it baffling that all those who've tried to understand me eventually gave up? And isn’t it ironic that every single one of them, and you, will think of me again; over and over again. INFJ refuge