With no secrets. No obsession. This time I’m speeding with no direction.
Without a reason. What is this fire?
Burning slowly. My one and only.
Desire
-Ryan Adams
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- I wish the world felt like this
- I could use a miracle
- hoodies (i want one)
- fall like a stone
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