i think i might be the most passive aggressive person i know. non-confrontational + stubborn + competitive. i gather, generally, anyone growing up in an east meets west familial culture clash would develop habitual traits of passive aggression to deal with hierarchal hypocrisy while being educated in the ways of individualism and logic. does that make any sense? i'd heavily argue that i was idiosyncratically crunched into a a fiery corner of east/west battle of which my defense mechanism, fueled by ironically inherited stubborn will, strengthened my walls of passive aggression. going through the motions to deal with reality while kimosabe plotted the breakpoint-equilibrium of want versus push. when that day came, i would shut down then kick everything in a different direction, completely not heeding to any complaints of frustrated onlookers. i'd stop to explain my deeds here and there, but overall figured that i'd have given plenty of warning whilst leading up to that irreversible point. i play to win. i get what i want. and this is seemingly how i deal with my relationships as well. and yet, last night, chomo accused me of being "the sleeper" to be the first one married amongst us. diamonds are forever...
i'm back on robin thicke sideburns....
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going for the mutton chop look, are we?
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