Come pick you up...
Ryan Adams touches something in me that I don't think anyone else ever has. Yes, I love me some Eddie Vedder (because he makes me feel like jello) and some Shannon Hoon (R.I.P.) but it isn't the same. I want to pick Ryan up. I do. I want to pick him up and I want to be that bitch in his life that he sings about. I don't particularly want to screw his friends or fuck him up...but I want to be the chick that he feels so passionate about. I want to be the chick that someone wants to be with so badly that they don't care if I steal their records. Even if I wouldn't do that.
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