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 topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"You know what they say about guitarist, they finger faster," "Sorry, but I'm not interested in your shitty pick up lines, so take them somewhere else," Warning! Chapter 076 and 077 are triggering