Infj Stories

Just me I think ..

How do you define a feeling you only know by its absence? Addilyn has always been the fiercely loyal one-the girl who gives too much, cares too deeply, and gets left behind. All she wants is for someone to stay. She didn't expect college at the University of Santa Monica to bring ghosts, betrayal, and the kind of friendship that changes everything. With loneliness as her only constant, Addilyn retreats into the familiar ache of being "too much." But as her world begins to crack, she must find the courage to choose something she's never dared before: herself. Can Addilyn find her yellow roses-the people who truly see her? A heartfelt journey of trauma, found family, and the quiet power of self-love.

A child art prodigy, Caius Jasver Sevilla, stopped painting even though he loved it. His parents forced him to abandon art for a political path, prioritizing lineage over his talent. He built a safe, sturdy house for his family's pride, but left the bright, wild garden of his passion to wither and die. A deep pain started to bother him; true happiness was a language he had forgotten how to speak, its words silent on his tongue. Then he met Ianthe, a photographer who seemed a bit lazy but was very observant. She always had her camera and spoke in short, exact ways that gently questioned how he saw the world. Her violet eyes were the same color Caius used to paint, and her smile made him feel a sense of familiarity- like colors coming alive after a long sleep. She understood the power of color, and he understood her perfectly. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

An Autobiographical Journal by Young Synopsis: This is not a story told out loud. It's a quiet collection of thoughts gathered in the corners of crowded rooms - a series of reflections from someone who has always felt more comfortable observing than speaking. In Notes from an INFJ Wallflower, Young opens the pages of his inner world - a journal of quiet realizations, unspoken emotions, and the subtle art of noticing what others overlook. Each entry captures fragments of solitude, empathy, and the bittersweet beauty of feeling too much in a world that often feels too loud. Written with sincerity and philosophical depth, this work unfolds like a long conversation with one's own soul. It is a map of introspection - tracing the delicate balance between isolation and connection, thought and feeling, silence and sound. > "Sometimes I don't write to be understood. I write to remember that I exist."

*cover belongs to me*

Same as the title!

ئێرە جیهانەکەی منە بۆ خوولیا تایبەتییەکەم MBTI

Just a collection of memes so that you don't have to search them up --------------------------- disclaimer- I do not own any of the images used

I'm Erinna G. Griffin and I'm a weird girl. I'm Jameson E. Acosta and I'm different from other guys. I... I... and him... and her... met and fell in love to each other However, our personality is not ordinary That's why our love story has a Screen Wall Between Us. Disclaimer: I don't own the following pictures. Most of the pictures are from the anime Mekakucity Actors ^^

وصف مبسط يوضح حقيقة أن الأنماط على الواقع ليست حقاً كما يكتب او كما يعتقد انها تبدوا عليه

احٍتاجٍ شُيء ڪالُِبَحٍرٍ يسمعٍني بَصمت وُلُِا يجٍادِلُِني هذَا عٍالُِم صغيرٍ بَحٍجٍم من يمتلُِڪوُن نمطُ انفُبَ , وُيمڪن لُِاشُخـاص الُِذَين يوُدِوُن اڪتشُافُنا نحٍنوُا شُخـصيين الُِانضمام لُِهذَا الُِحٍي الُِمتوُاضعٍ

I'm just an ordinary teenage girl, a nerd, and i have no friends, but the quarterback, thinks I'M HOT! And he's a troubled vampire! Read my story!!

Book of random poems ✏️📖

Hey! Just an INFJ Here!!😊

Looking back and forth and presently.

Literally just MBTI memes. I'm an INTJ.

This is a diary of a young college girl named Ella with her head stuck in the clouds. A girl who is still learning about the meaning of life; life's high points and low points from an INFJ's viewpoint. My story will be told in a way that will involve love, heartbreak, psychology, daily life-struggles and movie/historical references throughout.

Aku harap 10 tahun dari sekarang, aku akan baca ulang dan tersenyum bangga.

Just some of the things I've put together for my Creative Writing I and II classes. I originally started this just for short stories but now that we've moved on to poetry, I thought I'd share some of that also. {2015 Zoey @zoeyswiftie13}

You heard about the whole INFJ'mind is a labyrinth? Well, they're wrong. My mind most of the time is in complete whirlwind and chaos with a corny jokes playing at the corner my mind through speaker. Trying to make sense of all the things happened and keeping myself sane the same time, I'm living. It's not like everyday is dark and blue but you can say that rainbows and flowers in my life still caught me off guard and grateful for even small things. This is where I'll post my nonsense but real thoughts I guess.