Ramones Stories

Helena has been through so much tragedy in her life. She's gone through so many ups and downs. She always tells herself everything's okay, until one tragic event occurs. Will she still think positive about everything? Or will she keep pushing everyone away? ©All Rights Reserved

Nina Dimatteo's life was never easy. She had enough family problems to make a lesser person seek therapy, had issues with her so called 'friends' and she would literally have to save every penny if she wanted to get out and go to college and study art. Life was hard. But it just got harder. As it normally does when you wake up only to find that you got MARRIED! Oh, and don't remember it. And it certainly doesn't get any easier when her so called 'Husband' seems to irk her to the point of exploding. And won't stop calling her 'Red'! Yup, her life just got harder.

The title explains it all don't like em don't read it but I do so please no negative comments. (Just call me Riff Randell it's true in High School I was her and never knew til now) MiniWholigan

What if your mind was hijacked to power a robot? A gamer-girl who hates her life meets a rock n' roll runaway and together they must take down the deadly harvesting of mankind's consciousness online. Bound by circumstances and hunted by the police, Isla and Ger discover a dark web conspiracy to steal human intellect to power an omnipotent robot workforce. Together, they must team up with hacktivist Jericho or lose mankind's psyche to the universe's greatest threat.

𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀/𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝗮𝗯𝘀𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆, 𝟭𝟬𝟬% 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 (𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻'𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆). 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰 𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗸/𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗻𝗲𝘄, 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗴𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀!

Elizabeth didn't know what to expect when she applied for the job as a manager for a new upcoming band. But what could possibly go wrong when you try to manage a band like the Ramones?

welcome to hell, i mean, my mind.

Ramones backstoryy✌️

At some point in our relationship with Faith we ask to perceive's God at the perspective of only Mercy. From this place we should give, fearlessly.

"I don't think Johnny would want you to lock yourself away forever" Michael said, trying to get me to stop crying. "He said if I let you touch me, He'd kill you." I smirk up at him through my tears. Michael laughs quietly. "Sounds like Johnny." He says, I just nod. "Yeah. It does."

"Sometimes You Must Jump Down The Rabbit Hole And Venture Through The Looking Glass To See The Unseen And Have A Merry Unbirthday Cup Of Tea." -Me

A poem dedicated to the memory of Joey Ramone 1951-2001

This is the place where you can meet rock fans. I will post confessions, some funny pictures I found and chapters dedicated to a band. Comment what you're favorite band is and meet new people.

... me acerco a la caja, no hay nadie atendiendo, pero claramente se escucha a Linkin Park de fondo en el cuarto de atrás, me asomo y no veo a nadie, al regresarme, veo mi reflejo en el mostrador espejeado en el que estoy recargada. Mierda, vaya pinta que me cargo, sangre seca en la nariz, y el pómulo un poco abierto aun, la mascara de pestañas corrida por todo mi rostro, los ojos hinchados, y el cabello enmarañado, lo único que me provocaba a mi misma eran ganas de seguir llorando. -Oye, ¿Te ayudo en algo?- dijo el chico que mágicamente apareció del otro lado del mostrador -Amm... Sí, voy a llevar esto- Respondo un poco despistada -No fue un buen día, eh- Lo volteo a ver con cara de "¿Tú que crees?", el ríe- Vale, vale, sí lo ha sido, pero, ¿Así son todos?- Antes de poderle responder, un nudo en mi garganta traga mis palabras y sube hasta mis ojos en forma de lágrimas que intenté reprimir fallidamente, el solo me mira y sin ningún tipo de remordimiento replica- Supongo que has hecho algo para cambiarlo, ¿No? -No hay mucho que pueda hacer al respecto- respondo con la mirada baja -Ah, o sea que tienes miedo, lo supuse desde que entraste- Dice muy natural -No tengo miedo- Respondo un tanto altanera y cambiando mi actitud completamente -Entonces, ¿Por qué no haces nada para salir de tu miseria? Por que tienes miedo, ¿Que harías si no tuvieras miedo? -Escapar- Digo sin pensarlo dos veces, y arrepintiéndome un poco de mi respuesta- Pero, ¿Tú como me viste si no estabas aquí cuando entre? -Por que yo lo veo todo- Dice señalando una cámara en la esquina de la tienda- ¿Que esperas para escapar? Total, la gasolina ya la tienes- Sus palabras me dejan atónita y sin una palabra que replicar- Yo te lo invito, me parece que tu galón se llenó de mas, me guiña un ojo y regresa al cuarto donde se escuchaba Linkin Park Solo sabía una cosa: No entendía nada

A poem I wrote about Joey Ramone

Hello everyone!! Please put your hands together (or better, on your phone/keyboard) for a collection of stories, revolving around The Ramones, who are the greatest band in the world (according to me at least). This book has come about because of the startling shortage of Ramones fan fiction on wattpad, however I know of many Ramones fans here. I hope this book inspires other Ramones fans to write their own Ramones fan fiction. Because if I can, so can anybody else. So please enjoy this really wonderful piece of literature that is going to be bad (on purpose).