Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature...
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...
Started December 20, 2020 - Ended April 19, 2021 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐈 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧. ''𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦...