Does anyone else still listen to Ryan Adams? Or, that time it was totally my freshman year of college again.

So my freshman year of college was...hard. Is everyone's? It seems like mine was especially difficult. I had a roommate who I liked just fine, but she and I didn't run in the same circles (which wasn't surprising, since I spent the first half of my first year crying in my room almost constantly...I had adjustment issues), and she had a serious boyfriend from almost day one; I didn't know anyone else there, although I did make some awesome and life-long friends that first year; I had just broken up with my on-again, off-again high school boyfriend (who would be on and off again multiple more times); I hated my English class, which wasn't so bad except I was an English major. All in all, the whole thing didn't start out great. And I made some dumb alcohol decisions, which led me to make some dumb guy decisions. The point of this is, damn I listed to a lot Ryan Adams.

Specifically, I listed to "Come Pick Me Up" about 15 times a day. Or maybe that's just what I admitted to. It was really more like 45. At least. For anyone doubting my serious emo kid status, here are the lyrics:

When they call your name 
Will you walk right up 
With a smile on your face? 
Will you cower in fear? 
In your favourite sweater 
With an old love letter 

I wish you would 
I wish you would 

Come pick me up 
Take me out 
Fuck me up 
Steal my records 
Screw all my friends 
They're all full of shit 
With a smile on your face 
And then do it again 
I wish you would 
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/r/ryan+adams/come+pick+me+up_20120222.html ] 
When you're walking down town 
Do you wish I was there? 
Do you wish it was me? 
With the windows clear 
And the mannequins eyes 
Do they all look like mine 

You know you could 
I wish you would 

Come pick me up 
Take me out 
Fuck me up 
Steal my records 
Screw all my friends 
Behind my back 
With a smile on your face 
And then do it again 
I wish you would 

I wish you'd make up my bed 
So I could make up my mind 
Try it for sleeping instead 
Maybe you'll rest sometime 
I wish I could 
I wish I could 
I wish I could

Right...so I have no idea what this song is actually about, of course. But for some reason, I loved this song. And cried a lot to it. A lot a lot.

Recently, despite having none of the above mentioned problems (I don't have a roommate, I'm not an English major anymore, I've pretty well adjusted to living here and going to grad school, my on again off again is engaged to someone else, which is just as well, since wow were we ever a disaster, and I drink better and make less awful choices), I've started listening to Ryan Adams again. Not 45 times a day, but still. So my question, I guess, is, does anyone else do this? I don't cry or anything, but it sort of feels...comforting? Good? Familiar? That's not really a point in my life I liked, so I'm not sure why there's this sense of nostalgia associated with it. 

Thoughts?

*lyrics from http://www.lyricsfreak.com/r/ryan+adams/come+pick+me+up_20120222.html

**Don't sue me. :)

***If you are Ryan Adams, can I be you and Mandy Moore's friend? I bet you're really cool.