You Are My Sunshine

This isn't one of those lame "y/n" POV stories. I feel like nobody that reads those mentally puts their first name in place of the "y/n", they just read it as "your name", and it irritates me, so here's a normal story for all the Eddie Munsun sluts out there.
**WARNING**
THIS WATTPAD WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, MENTIONS OF DRUG ABUSE, PHYSICAL ABUSE, AND SEXUAL TRAUMA, ALSO 18+ CONTENT BITCHES SO GET YOUR 13 YEAR OLD SELF OUT OF HERE.

Okay, now that the warning label is over, I'm going to say first and foremost that I have no clue how this is going to go. Nobody has ever read any of my pieces, and I've written four books, if that tell you anything. I'm not going to claim that my writing is for everyone, because a lot of people may not like it. I'm only writing this because I'm feeling ambitious, and because I, myself, have found myself falling under the lovely Joseph Quinn's spell. This probably won't get any reads, but here's to hoping.

Cheers, mates.