Darcy Handley aka Handlamb , Handcock , Handgina, Basically and thing with hand as a Prefix.
Changing , Scientist , Musician , Tree Hugger, Exaggerator ;)
I love a lot of things, generalising.
Blink 182 that is all.
Music has become an obsession: Playing, Attempting to Write it,Reading it, Hearing it. I love the effect it has on the brain.
Got questions there's the box.
I love my ever changing and growing group of friends, all of them to the edge of the observable universe and back :P
Okay so you meet someone, and in the early day’s of friendship you might have “high hopes” for them, you think fuck I love this person they are the coolest friend.
It takes moments like this morning to fuck all that up.
Like fuck I get the occasional trash talking of people that I do, I sometimes go overboard I admit, But when trash talking someone in a friendly manner there’s a lot you have to consider, the context of the trash talk, your current environment including other people around, and definitely the mood of the person you’re trash talking.
And when you don’t consider these things in any combination of negligence
- Ignoring the context and environment you could end up trashing something that sounds a lot harsher than it is because of the fact that people around, they don’t know your inside joke they might interpret it wrongly and they might reflect that back on both participants of the trash talking.
- I think everyone knows what could happen if you don’t read someones mood.
But anyway, I just felt tired listening to someone I felt close too rip into me in front of my peers (i say peers because idefk who my friends are these days) it hurt. I sat there really fucking isolated from everyone else trying to be normal and casual and not look like a dick. She just said what I normally would have joked with her about, in such a cold bitchy tone completely changing the context. some friend.
Idk man maybe I’ve been stewing on it for way too long.
Or maybe those people aren’t what they’re cracked up too be.