The Original Hipsters
We're just two people with a wanderer's spirit, bogged down in college.

I'm Ashton. I lived in Gallifrey for a year. There was one time that I fought in a battle on my dragon, but the battle was forgotten and the invaders one.

And I'm Trent. Even though I have a beard instead of a goatee for quite a few years now, I'm still often compared to a goat. I think an old man is a more fitting description. A really awesome one, of course.

Posted on July 28 at 3:21 am with 3 notes Reblog


i don’t even with my Myers-Briggs

like i took the test and got an esfj but i was reading up about it and since i got 1% preference of extroversion over introversion and esfj didn’t quite fit me i read over isfj and it totally worked

thought i was an intp though oh well


Posted on July 28 at 3:21 am with 18 notes Reblog


The death glare gives you the power to intimidate anyone but since you can’t really control such power you end up alone and without friends thats the sad truth

Posted on July 9 at 6:55 pm with 9,075 notes Reblog
How other archetype perceives them


INFJ - cold and hard on the outside, warm and fuzzy on the inside
INFP - warm and fuzzy inside and out
INTP - warm and fuzzy on the outside, cold and hard on the inside
INTJ - cold and hard inside and out

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Posted on May 12 at 8:05 pm Reblog
Challenge: Write the first line of your debut novel.

Nothing is relative, and thoughts are only unique in a subjective approach; henceforth, this is life, a series of thoughts that can change spontaneously and without warning.


The vast chambers of the mind house the most egregious of horrors.

Posted on May 8 at 10:18 am Reblog
Create an out of order sign and put it on any item of public infrastructure.

Ashton (05.06.14)
It’s 5:26pm, and I am waiting on Lee to patrol and to discover it.
It is my out of order sign hidden within a locked stall in the women’s bathroom.
Yes, I did lock it and then crawled under the stall to get out.
7:15pm and the door has been opened. I repeat. The door has been opened. Someone crawled to open the door.
8:00pm that bastard started his patrol without me.

Posted on May 5 at 10:02 pm Reblog
Day 4:

Red: Where I’ve been

Blue: Where I want to go

Green: Eh, maybe

Black/Gray: No way / Hell no / You would have to pay me to go




Posted on May 2 at 11:40 pm Reblog
Day 3: Throw away something that you like.

Ashton: Raggedy shoes, goodbye. 

Posted on May 1 at 11:21 pm Reblog
Day 2: Gaze at everyone as if they are the one true love of your life. Act accordingly.

Well then, today has been both awkward and highly rewarding.
I got a free facial.
I got hit on by a lot of people.
One of these people even came into my house.
Also, children, a girl with down syndrome, fat people, and old people are so weird to look at…


Our texts speak for themselves:

TM: Shit, I have to gaze lovingly at Edwin’s fiance. / At least my professor had a beard, that made it less weird to gaze lovingly.

AP: Yes, love of my life, my breath normally smells this bad. Is this going to be a problem?

TM: Heeny is creeped out.

AP: He can smell my breath? What are you doing to him?

TM: Just creepin’ and gazin’

AP: Aw, I wish you were here to creep and gaze with me.

TM: I know m’love.

AP: Gazing at old people is weird. / There are 11 people in my field of vision right now. / The only attractive person is married. / Well, the girl was cute that was doing the eye exams, at least. / But the fat black woman earlier, hell nah. / Oh god, kids are worse.

TM: Also, teenage boys. / EFF. Gay black guy. Ugh.

AP: …girl with down syndrome.

TM: Best moment yet = giving Edwin’s fiance an affectionate gaze while giving Edwin a sensual hug.