Y’all ain’t music lovers, y’all are radio listeners. Don’t know the albums, the deep cuts, none of the artists full bodies of work, just their commercial hits.
the morning after my friend took his own life i had to go to the store to grab something and i remember being INFURIATED with these teenage girls giggling in the aisle. it was such a strange feeling hating them for not being aware of pain that had nothing to do with them