groupies, fame, music and all the stress you can chug down with the liquor that runs through your veins- julian casablancas had been sat in that rollercoaster since a long while, he had the bends and the twists burned into reflex memory. nothing new went on in his part of town. artie damore was a lost soul. serving some sort of redemption of god knows what, her feet had trailed from place to place, looking for the reason why she was living a shitty flop thriller of the life she thought she was supposed to have. nothing new went on in her part of town. call it fate, call it karma; or call it an embarrassing october evening in new york city... // circa 2005 //

•Two good friends. •No strings attached. But when the inevitable happens and strings begin to tie, what will come of their friendship? Will the fear of losing each other in every aspect keep them apart, or bring them together? Will they be left on their own again, despite yearning to be anywhere with the other-when it's always the same, no matter the time spent apart. This is: "Anywhere With You"

Just a tall-tale about how Julian Casablancas found love; one particular name was changed to feel better about writing it. A Julian Casablancas fanfic• Completed•

||Julian Casablancas/Strokes|| Just a story loosely based on the song, 'Barely Legal' by The Strokes

A burnt-out musician can barely stand the life she leads. An alcoholic rockstar doesn't believe in love. Both of them like to make pretentious music references.