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.*

❝ with eyes that shine, burnin' red, dreams of you all through my head ❞

When placed in the atmosphere of a forgotten family friend, a fifteen-year-old Monica Wells learns to find the bright side in a series of forced piano lessons that take over her summer schedule. Written Fall/Winter 2016 Edited Fall/Winter 2021

Imagines including the fine ass men of the 90s😍. Featuring a few of our beautiful ladies of the 90s as well.