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.*

**THIS STORY IS BEING REWRITTEN AND CONTINUED ON A DIFFERENT ACCOUNT. YOU ARE WELCOME TO READ THE FIRST CRINGEY 9 CHAPTERS HERE, BUT PLEASE CARRY ON TO MY NEW ACCOUNT WHERE THE OFFICIAL ONE IS POSTED: @gorgeousgrayson How far would you go to make your dreams come true? Would you risk things that mean a lot to you? This is Joyce's story. Does she go from normal, to deviant? - de·vi·ant adjective 1. departing from usual or accepted standards, especially in social or sexual behavior.