A long, long time ago (+5 years) I started writing and publishing a John Frusciante Fanfic on tumblr. I really did enjoy writting a story about my favourite musician and how I portait him in my head. Writing has always ment so much to me and helped me cope with my own rather dark and destructive thoughts. Some of you seemed to really like the story I was coming up with and that made me so very happy. Sadly, 2014 ended bad for me and I gave up on everything I once loved so much. I isolated myself completely. Im still on my road of/to recovery but somehow I stumbled over my old frufic again and I rememerd all these good vibes I got from the feedback I got. So yeah, Im picking up this story again and...maybe some of you will still stick with me and that story after all. Take care. You're all beautiful and precious.

blah blah blah, another Frusciante fiction

Tutto iniziò nel vecchio e lontano west. Lotte perenni tra bande,amore scellerato forse tra le persone sbagliate e sparatorie senza alcuna pietà...oramai di chi ci si può più fidare? oramai non si può fare altro che sopravvivere andando persino contro la legge.

Cosa sarà successo in quei quattro giorni in cui i Pink Floyd hanno girato il loro film concerto a Pompei? ecco una (Im)probabile storia