Room to Breathe
Passive & agressive.
Two words I've grown to know rather intimately over the past couple of weeks.
It's weird how people can be totally into each other and one person can think that nothing is wrong, but that's only because the other person is acting and has another life. A life of not hatred, but of dislike for that certain person....the person is unwilling to tell this other person that he/she has a problem with him/her....until the person being disliked finds out through various outlets; friends of friends, a journal, hersay, etc.
Let's call this like it is, Dom resents what's going on with Kara right now. He's said he has issues with me hanging out with her, though he certainly doesn't tell ME. He says we're ditching him, though he certainly doesn't confront me about it. All this before, during, and after I hung out with him all day two days in a row. All this considering he's talking to Cheri (sp?) at least twice a day.
He's got the stones to go live in Italy for 2 years for Culinary school without knowing Italian or how to cook more than the average parent, but can't say more than 2 words about how he feels to me. I don't care if I get pissed off at him, at least something would be worked out then.
I love the kid, but he needs to learn how to confront people 1 on 1.
post by The Mix at 1:06 AM 0 A flats
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