Descending by the Morose Society

It feels like the last few years have been my final transition into adulthood. I learned a lot about ― not me, but ― my relationships with others, mostly how to destroy them and how to maintain the ones worth preserving. I learned that I have an infinite supply of empathy ― as in the somewhat limited ability to understand another’s perspective ― but a very precious and finite number of fucks to give. Knowing yourself is one thing; finding and existing among people who both accept your wickedness and don’t completely exhaust your kindness is another. Anyway, here are some songs. ― Jill

Sad songs from Austin, TX.