Grunge Stories

A Stone Gossard fanfic circa 1999. Stone saves Billie from a nasty encounter. He finds himself falling for her, only to come up against her complex and painful past.

In which Vanessa meets Daniel Johns at a house party.

its about 4 teenagers who have very bad mentalhealth have to go to a mentalhealth hospital and thay share things in common and slowly become friends and maybe something more all pictures from are amazing pinterest and all pictures belong to their rightful owner and quotes prompts not taking credit I sit up in bed as the springs shriek beneath my sudden weight, the sound sharp and metallic in the dark. The cold concrete floor bites against my bare feet the moment I stand, sending a chill up my spine. Above me, rain drums a relentless rhythm against the roof, each drop pounding in time with the chaos inside my head. The wind roars outside, wild and furious, mimicking the storm raging within me. I pull myself fully from the bed and step onto the icy floor, moving toward the window. Outside, the sky is bruised and coal-black, heavy with anger. Liquid lightning splits the darkness, blue and silver veins painting twisted faces across the clouds, gone as quickly as they appear. Then it happens. A blood-curdling scream slices through the night-and through me-sharp as a dagger cutting through butter. Her scream. Before I can think, before fear can settle, I'm already moving. I tear myself from the floor, rip the door open, and sprint into the hallway. My bare feet slap violently against the ground, each step echoing too loud, too fast. Where is she? Where is she? The halls stretch endlessly before me, one bleeding into the next. I run and run, lungs burning, heart hammering like it's trying to break free from my chest. Panic blurs my vision, the world narrowing to sound and motion and fear. Then my legs give out. I collapse with a sharp yelp of surprise, my knees crashing into the unforgiving floor. Pain explodes through me, but I barely register it. I pull my knees to my chest and fold in on myself, burying my head as if I can hide from the world. Tears spill freely, hot and uncontrollable, burning their

a love story about lesbian ballet dancers taking place in 1998.

Two Therians, completely different backgrounds, completely different lives, completely same love. I OWN ALL RIGHTS TO THIS STORY AND DO NOT PERMIT IT TO BE PUT ON ANY OTHER WEBSITE OR PLATFORM. THIS WORK IS MINE AND MINE ONLY. TW. Depictions of SH and alcohol abuse are mentioned. Please do not read if you uncomfortable with these. There will be warnings at the beginning of the chapter.

i love you and i hate you, and im losing my mind.

(ok so this is a story I made on my notebook that takes place in 2006 so hopefully it goes well lol!) Rory is often bullied in school, the only people he trusts are his band 'Thorns In Every Rose'. "C'mon, Rory it's just a party." Percy says to Rory everytime they go to a party to perform, yes the band goes to a lot of parties to perform, but Rory hates parties for many reasons. Until after one party, his life changes.

Britney Emerson and Natalie Scatorccio are anything but alike. Natalie dresses punk grunge, has a troubled home life and hangs with the working crowd while Britney Emerson is a star student and popular everyone knows of Britney Emerson. Britney and Natalie have been in the same classes since kindergarten they thought that they would never get along but you know what they say opposites attract.

⁺‧₊˚ ˚₊‧⁺ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ˚₊‧⁺ ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 → 𝔣𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔡𝔯 ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ This book is based on my fame dr and alias - 𝕾𝖙𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖊 𝕳𝖆𝖗𝖕𝖊𝖗. A decaying love letter to the price of worship. Inside are the pieces of her world: scripts, personal details, and the soft rot of a star built to burn. Fame crowned her. The Flesh devoured her. Now she's caught between icon and apparition - a girl made of glitter, gold, and ghosts. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ Welcome to 𝖋𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗. It's beautiful. It's broken. And it's all mine. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ ⋆₊ ♱✮⋆˙ 𓊆ྀི ཐི ❤︎ ཋྀ𓊇ྀི ‎ ⋆₊ ♱✮⋆˙ #1 in #popstar 11/19 #1 in #singer-songwriter 11/21-11/24 #1 in #emo 02/21-02/24

all his life kim sunoo and his friends have been the under-dogs at his high school, but this year will be different. the boy has big plans for junior year- but when his older brother, heeseung, starts hanging out with the school delinquents, a certain hot guitarist takes an interest in pushing the pink-haired boys buttons. but the real question remains.. will sunoo let him? or will he play the game. or- where sunoo drags his friends into his mess and teenage bullshit ensues. a coming of age story. warning !! -LOTS of theatre references -foul language -mentions of drugs and underaged drinking. -side ships included (jaywon, heejake, chaerjin, and some other wild cards..) -dirty jokes enjoy!! #1 Sunsun #3 Jaywon #2 Comingofage

A drop of poison can still kill.

Mentally unstable 17 year old Axel Jasper, who has had a traumatic experience throughout his childhood. Thinking he should be distant from the world. Until a 14 year old girl named violet appeared on his front porch randomly asking if she can have a cigarette.

Sometimes it takes two fucked up people to make one happy relationship. (I do not own Zach Dempsey nor do I own the plot of the story however I do own Kelsey and her family)

I'm sorry for my awful mind

The sequel to the satire story where two long lost brothers find each other. Um but this time they find out they have a triplet and they find out some other stuff too BRO I JUST REALIZED THAT I SPELLED SQUEAKQUEL WRONG IN THE COVER WTF

a collection of poetry and prose from the brain of a sick teenage girl. **** editing ©️sml, 2015-17

EXPLICIT CONTENT Cara, 17. Ashley, 19. Cara's life wasnt Victoria's secret and iphones nor dresses and ribbons. She was an indie kid back from the hood. She had her guys and her internet, her posters, her cigarettes. Going deep into the world and from its different perspectives cara went thinking beyond her boundaries, and there was a boy waiting right there for her. Their souls could kill any pain together. Their dark poisoned souls dashed back to reality where they never saw each other for real but only at night when they were asleep. How much more deep could it be? Would they meet for real? Could they meet their desires? Fall into this black hole:') This may feel inapropriate for some audiances. Its meant to be fantasy/fiction/erotic. This means no harm. Its alternative only dark souls understand this on a spiritual level. Ps no hate will be tolerated:') Xx

Thanks to her I met the love of my life, I think? (Only put it on mature bc of language.)

Him He was a work of art; a poem in himself. He didn't believe it, though. He knew he was an anchor. Her She was broken; heartless. She hated everyone. Apathy was her middle name. He thought she was just a ship. But she was the sea.

She was new, sweet and innocent. He was sad, angry and a punk. He didn't like anyone She liked him So how did two opposites attract?