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The egoist - The child
The Egoist is just what it sounds; a person who is more concerned with themselves rather than others. This is nothing strange as it belongs to human behaviour. But like a child, they can go overboard with it, wanting attention and the full concentration of others, or some possession or another. They can often become jealous if they see someone who has obtained a thing they want.
However, not all is bad with the Egoist. Just like any other person, they have positive traits. Usually Egoists blend well with people and get along with them too. And just because they are Egoists, it doesn't mean they can't like or value others. They are far from incapable of caring (unless they have reached too deep in being a Egoist). The reason they value themselves more could origin from various reasons. Perhaps they were spoiled as children, or the opposite. Have they had no one to care for them, they automatically learn to put themselves first, since no one else will. These types of Egoists however are not as prone as the first mentioned category to seek attention. Both types though can be manipulative to get what they want, having learned to push certain buttons to be able to gain their wishes.
Sometimes Egoists lose their touch of their surrounding environment, being too caught up with themselves. Sympathy is not their forte, but they are not heartless. A bit thin on emotions to most, those who doesn't matter to them that is, but to close ones they try harder when they remember to.
It is possible that they grow oblivious to other people's feelings as their main concern is themselves. Sometimes, humans just confuse them. They may also grow bored with those around them, wanting something new. Their own life pattern is however not something that they find wrong, being satisfied with themselves and the way they live. And just because they have themselves as main priority, it does not mean they find themselves to be worth more than everyone else. Many Egoists have low self-esteem, hiding it by acting the way they do. They feel that if others could, they would walk all over them too if given the chance. So therefore, in a way, they protect themselves.
Quote:"We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive." -George Gordon Byron
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What does your split personality look like?PICS!!
Okay...your split personality looks like this. Your split LOVES to murder and have fun with it!! It loves blood and seeing it!! You might be my new best friend!! lol...j/k
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Your Unexpected Love-At-First-Sight Story
At A WeddingThe music from the band spreads elegantly around the glowing garden as everyone chatters away in their small groups and dance in pairs on the dance floor. The air smells of sweet icing, alcohol and cigarettes so strongly that it dims away the icy temperature when it brushes against your skin. You hadn't expected it to be so cold, but even if you had, it wasn't up to you what you wore. Your sister wanted this particular type of bride's maid dresses, and that's what you would have had to wear - skimpy or sensible. You take another sip of your orange juice and move your bored eyes over onto the dance floor. Your mum and dad are dancing happily together with your sister, Joyce, and her new husband Frank right next to them. It's a sight for sore eyes - but your eyes aren't sore. They're lonely. All it's ever been about was Joyce. Joyce and her college, Joyce and her dance rehearsals, Joyce and her new boyfriend, Joyce and her engagement. What about you? Your exams? Your hobbies? Your life? Obviously, Joyce is far more important.And as usual, I have the privelidge of waiting whilst they show how important she actually is. Have any of them asked me to dance yet? No. Have any of them said how now I look? No. Nothing. It's just Joyce.Frank laughs loudly and kisses Joyce lovingly on the lips. You sigh to yourself and, standing up, step out from in front of your white chair and walk through the other tables towards the empty remains of the garden. It seemed to go on forever when you came for a tour with Joyce and your parents, but now that the tables, dance floor and band had been put it, and was as though it had halved in size. You stubbornly try to pull up the small sleeve of your pale pink dress to cover your shoulder, but it refuses to stay in shape. God damn this dress - you had to wear one of the tightest bra's for this stupid thing.You grunt irritably and stumble down the sloping field, away from the loud, busy wedding party and towards the river. You reach the bank and lower down onto the ground with another soft, dreamy sigh. Your eyes watch the river surface wave up and down under the shimmering glow of the moonlight. Now that's a sight for lonely eyes. Beautiful.Your hand finds a small stone sitting behind you and you pick it up with your fingers. You throw it out into the water and hear it create a small, echoing splash. Ripples glide towards you on the surface and disappear at the foot of the grassy shore. Just then, another splash appears out to the right of you, and many more ripples come your way. You gasp and cock your head round to see a dark figure sitting not too far down the bank from you. Out of pure curiosity, you carefully rise back up onto your feet (making sure not to step on your long dress) and tiptoe down towards the person."Hello?" You shyly call, just as another splash erupts from the glimmering water.You take another step forwards and come into sight of the person, just as he does to you. He has medium-length brown hair with hazel eyes and is wearing a black tux; he looks very gentlemanly and smart. You can't help but blush as he produces a welcoming smile to you."Well, hi there." He finally replies.You stand on the spot and try to think back on how this guy came to be here. He finds another small pebble next to him and holds it up to you. You blink."Care to join me?" He asks.After thinking on it for a moment, you carefully sit yourself down next to him with your knees up (dress covering them). You take the pebble from him with a curious smile and chuck it out over the water. It splashes into the water with a gentle 'plop', and no more than a single ball of water bouncing up into the air, and falling back down again."Nice one." He compliments you.You smile and look over at him "Thanks... I'm ___.""Seth" He answers "Hey - are you related to Mr. Carter by any chance?"You snort "No - this is my sister's wedding. Why d'you ask?"He smiles, as though he has just discovered something, and looks back out at the silver water with a small shrug. You smile curiously at him and join him in staring out at the dreamy view."Just checking." He finally spoke out."On what?" You reply, keeping your eyes on the river."That I didn't find my own relative to be the most beautiful girl here." He suddenly tells you.Your eyes widen and a bright blush spreads across your cheeks. You look over at him and he smiles at you with a chuckle."Relax, it was just a compliment. You're supposed to like them." He chuckled.A tender smile tweaks in the corner of your lips and you look away again. Something about this guy draws you to him. Whatever it is, you intend on finding out. The two of you end up sitting on the river bank and talking away about anything and everything for the rest of the night whilst the party only gets louder and better, and the two of you end up falling asleep side by side whilst it still continues on to the crack of dawn. It's only when you two wake up to the golden dawn and see each other's faces right next to each other that you both suddenly realise how thankful you should be to Joyce and Frank for getting married... I'm sorry if you aren't happy with this result, but please take into consideration how much time I put into this before you go and rate a 1 simply because of your partner's name or hair colour.Happy quizilling,
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Who from Hogwarts is right for you?___Different from most HP quizzes, Stories and pictures in results :)
You got the one and only Harry PotterYour name is Emily and you are in GryffindorYour reputation: Most people love you or at least think you are a good person. That is, except for the slytherins. They think you are way to much like Harry and refuse to say anything kind about you ever even if you are rather pretty.The way you and Harry got together....You had just come back from Dumbledore's office where he had told you that Voldemort had found out that your parents were two of the top supportors and was now out to kill them. In order to protect them, Dumbledore had sent them into hiding and had become their secret keeper, which meant he wasn't even allowed to tell you were they were.You were now sitting by the lake, skipping rocks absent mindedly and thinking about whether or not someone would kill Voldemort so you would be able to have your parents back. You had just thrown another rock when you heard someone speak up behind you."We missed you at dinner Emily," Harry spoke. "I was going to come out here to tell you that Ron and Hermione want to meet us--"He stopped speaking when you turned around and he saw your face. You weren't crying but your face held more of an expressionless look."Emily," Harry asked quietly, walking over and sitting next to you, "what's wrong?"You looked into his eyes and sighed. You looked back at the lake and threw another rock in, a little harder than you meant to. "Voldemort," you muttered, drawing you knees up to your chin and wrapping your arms around them."Aw, Emily. Don't close up on me. You can tell me anything, you know that." Harry said in a caring voice.You relaxed a little and looked over at him. You and harry had been friends since your third year (you were now in your fifth). You had just transferred from another acedemy and Draco Malfoy was making fun of your accent when Harry spoke up and defended you. Since then you two had been very close."I know Harry." You said, debating whether or not to tell him."I want you to know you can tell me anything and I'll never judge you for it." Harry said, never taking his gaze from your eyes."Thanks Harry. I'll probably tell you soon. I'm just not in the right mood to do it now. I realy don't want to cry." You said truthfully. You wanted to tell him, but you didn't let people see you cry, it was one of your personal rules."I understand, just know I'm here for you." Harry said. He pulled you into a warm hu. You relazed and hug him back."Thanks Harry, you're a really great friend." You said as you buried your face in his shirt and tried to hold back tears.He pulled back and caught sight of your face. He smiled sadly and said in a quiet voice, "Emily, I hate to see you sad. Can I make an attempt at cheering you up?"'You smiled. You loved how Harry was always trying to make you better, even if you were in the happiest of moods possible. "Go for it."He smiled and pulled you into a tender kiss. It caught you off gaurd but you didn't pull away because you suddenly felt safer than you ever had in your entire life. "Well, how'd I do?" Harry asked you, grinning slightly and blushing a little as well.You smiled the first real smile you'd held in hours. "Harry? Anytime I'm sad, I want you to be the one to try and cheer me up." You said sincerely. He smiled down at you and pulled you closer and kissed you again.~Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed your results! And if not...well then check out the others! Please rate high and message me! Thank you all!~
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