Strengths and Weaknesses
Strengths:
- Self‑aware: Often reflects critically on her own patterns and past, e.g. acknowledging gradual improvement and re-evaluating past desires in “o hábito tem me feito melhorar gradualmente. acho que, ao rever como as coisas eram ruins, paro de desejar tê–las de volta.”.
- Emotionally articulate: Expresses complex inner states with vivid language, like describing grief, emptiness, and distance in “meu quarto, antes meu lugar predileto no mundo, agora é quase uma prisão mental.” and “eu gostaria de voltar a ser vazia como eu era antes do acidente, antes do funeral.”.
- Caring: Shows concern for others’ wellbeing and offers comfort or help, like checking in and suggesting distractions in “i get you. how you feeling ? anything that can distract you from that ?” and calling out harmful behavior in “you’re killing yourself. proud?”.
- Creative: Uses imaginative, stylized writing and roleplay threads, such as narrative posts about charlotte in “* charlotte did not have friends, but she wouldn’t mention that detail; besides, it really did not matter to her.” and mentions of character creation in “the urge to write an oc for pjo verse…”.
- Independent: Shows strong preference for solitude and self-reliance, e.g. enjoying New Year’s Eve alone in “spending new year’s eve all alone——feels good. almost.” and stating “i prefer loneliness” in “people are way too stupid, i prefer loneliness.”.
Weaknesses:
- Suicidal ideation: Frequently references wanting to die or self-harm, e.g. “seriously thinking about kms.”, “about to crash my car and die.”, and questioning self-harm in “é tão ruim assim atentar contra a própria vida?”.
- Emotional volatility: Mood and outlook swing sharply, from life feeling “saved” by coffee in “coffee has changed—and saved—my life.” to despair in “eu poderia ser esfaqueada de novo e não sentir nada.” and “no, no, no .. fuck fuck fuck.”.
- Isolationist tendencies: Pushes people away and glorifies distance, calling people “annoying” and disliking their attention in “had this stupid girl who got totally obsessed with me .. kept following me and stuff. annoying.” and rejecting connection with “i prefer loneliness.” in this tweet.
- Harsh defensiveness: Uses aggressive language as a shield, e.g. calling herself a “cadela sem coração” in “segundo alguns, eu sou uma ‘cadela sem coração’”, threatening “i could kill you with my bare hands.” in this reply, and rejecting her environment with “merda de lugar.” in this tweet.
- Persistent hopelessness: Often expresses a belief that nothing can feel like home or improve, e.g. “nenhum lugar, nenhuma pessoa, nada, nunca.”, “essa cidade me adoece.”, and wishing for the sky to be her last night in “olho para o céu e desejo que seja a minha última noite o presenciando.”.
Your Simpsons character
Lisa Simpson
The account reads as introspective, hyper-verbal, and emotionally intense in a way that strongly resembles Lisa Simpson’s mix of intelligence, melancholy, and alienation. Like Lisa, this user is self-analytical and seeks meaning in solitude, noting that “a vida aos poucos retorna aos eixos e, talvez, eu esteja redescobrindo meu apreço pela solidão.” and turning to writing and diaries for perspective in “voltar a escrever em meu diário talvez me traga alguma nova perspectiva de tudo.” The dark, philosophical tone—such as reflecting that “a morte é uma ilusão tão bem orquestrada” and the repeated fixation on grief and feeling out of place (“nenhum lugar, nenhuma pessoa, nada, nunca.”)—echoes Lisa’s frequent sense of being an outsider in her own family and town. There’s also a caring, quietly nurturing side disguised under cynicism, seen in things like affection for Isaac Newton the pet (“isaac newton é uma criatura peluda e estranha——ele me observa”) and concern for others’ self-destructive habits (“you’re killing yourself. proud?”), which fits Lisa’s combination of moral seriousness and emotional vulnerability. Overall, the blend of intellectual depth, depressive introspection, social disconnection, and a buried but persistent compassion makes Lisa Simpson the closest match.
Your MBTI personality Type
INTP
They lean strongly Introverted: they enjoy solitude and detachment, e.g. “spending new year’s eve all alone——feels good. almost.”, emphasize preferring loneliness over people, and repeatedly say no place or person feels like home, as in “i prefer loneliness.”. Their writing is highly abstract and metaphorical, showing Intuition over Sensing: posts like “a morte é uma ilusão tão bem orquestrada…” and “meu quarto… agora é quase uma prisão mental.” focus on existential concepts and symbolic inner states, not concrete facts. They show a clear Thinking preference: they describe themselves as a “cadela sem coração” in “segundo alguns, eu sou uma ‘cadela sem coração’…”, are often blunt or darkly sardonic, and confront others critically as in “you’re killing yourself. proud?”, prioritizing candid honesty over harmony even while deeply emotional. Their lifestyle and tone point to Perceiving rather than Judging: they talk about impulses and lack of rigid structure, e.g. “momentos extremos requerem medidas extremas——eu apenas cedi aos meus impulsos uma vez.”, joke about crashing their car on a whim in “about to crash my car and die.”, and show little focus on planning or order, instead drifting between places and moods. Taken together—the introspective isolation, abstract and existential focus, sharp analytic edge, and impulsive, unstructured behavior—these traits best match an INTP profile.
Some pickup lines for you
- You said planes make you happy because they give you distance from the world—how about we test if a coffee shop in London can do the same, just you, me, and a proper Christmas playlist instead of ‘about to crash my car and fucking die – part 3’?
- You keep saying you have all ten fingers and all ten toes and that you’re alive and alright; statistically speaking, that means you have at least one free hand to hold mine next time you’re pacing around the house at midnight.
- You called coffee ‘changed—and saved—my life.’ If I show up with a good cup and a sudoku book, do I get honorary ‘tiny monstrinho peludo com síndrome de coitadismo agudo’ status, or is that title reserved for Isaac Newton?
- You said your room in London is ‘another universe’ and your old one feels like a mental prison—if you let me in, I promise to respect the solitude, bring wine like Charlotte, and only break the silence to ask which haunted memory we’re rewriting first.
- You wonder if it’s ‘so bad’ to go against your own life, and you visit cemeteries because ‘the person isn’t really there’—if it helps, I’m very much here, very much alive, and extremely willing to be the feral animal clawing at your ribcage in a good way.
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Writer of messy feelings and stranger-than-fiction lives. London ⇆ Duskville. Collector of coffee, bad decisions, and one suspicious cat named Isaac Newton.– @MIRTZAPIN
Your signature cocktail
All Ten Fingers, All Ten Toes
This cocktail starts with smoky Scotch whisky, a nod to their sharp, melancholy love affair with Scotland and distance in “2026 was an honest promise, but I refuse it. Scotland is a wonderful place—it’s worthy that it be here.”. Cold brew coffee reflects the way caffeine has literally kept them going in “coffee has changed—and saved—my life.”. A splash of black cherry liqueur brings a dark, bruised sweetness, echoing the grief and self-blame in “god, it would be easier if i had never called her.”. A few drops of sea salt saline stand for the tears they rarely admit to, hidden under lines like “i’d like to be empty again like i was before the accident, before the funeral.”. Finally, an activated charcoal sugar rim makes the drink look like a pretty void, matching the morbid humor and survival in “all ten fingers, all ten toes. i am alive, i am alright.” and the apathetic dare of “about to crash my car and die.”. Strong, slightly bitter, and strangely comforting, it’s meant to be sipped alone at night while contemplating that “life slowly returns to its axis and, maybe, i’m rediscovering my fondness for solitude.”
Your Hogwarts House
Slytherin
This user shows strong Slytherin traits of self-preservation, guardedness, and a sharp, sometimes ruthless edge. They describe a lifelong pattern of emotional suppression in “uma vida inteira engolindo meus sentimentos até eles inexistirem, não vai ser diferente agora.”, which reads as calculated self‑protection rather than open vulnerability. Their instinctive reaction to perceived harm is aggressive and unapologetic, as in “don’t ever say that again, i could kill you with my bare hands.” and the dry, almost proud acceptance of being called a “‘cadela sem coração’, o que acho um tanto condizente.”. They repeatedly frame the world and people in adversarial terms—“essa cidade me adoece.” and “duskville dá e duskville tira. cidade de merda.”—which fits Slytherin’s wary, survival-oriented outlook. Even their dark humor about their own life and death, like “about to crash my car and die.”, comes off as a kind of defiant, fatalistic bravado rather than Gryffindor-style heroism or Hufflepuff softness. Underneath the barbs there is some loyalty and care (they comfort others and bring gifts in several RP tweets), but the dominant pattern is a closed, sharp, self-protective persona that aligns most closely with Slytherin.
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Your song
Liability - Lorde
Lorde’s Liability fits them because it captures the mix of self-blame, isolation, and quiet resilience that runs through their timeline. They often frame themselves as difficult or unlovable, like when they say “segundo alguns, eu sou uma ‘cadela sem coração’” and wish for their actions to expire quickly in “gostaria que minhas atitudes tivessem um prazo de validade de duas horas.” The song’s themes of being "too much" and retreating into solitude echo their rediscovery of aloneness in “talvez, eu esteja redescobrindo meu apreço pela solidão.” Grief and near-death imagery in tweets like “eu gostaria de voltar a ser vazia como eu era antes do acidente, antes do funeral.” and “eu poderia ser esfaqueada de novo e não sentir nada.” mirror the song’s fragile, wounded core. Even when they joke darkly about dying, as in “about to crash my car and die.” and “seriously thinking about kms.”, there’s the same aching self-awareness and emotional exhaustion that Liability turns into a sad, intimate confession.
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