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  • Before Punk Died by RockItChick
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    This story follows The Sex Pistols, and their group of fans known as The Bromley Contingent. Mainly following Sid Vicious, and his newly found love interest Debbie Juvenile; who was in The Bromley Contigent. Will Debbie fall for Sid, or stay tied down simply to the punk scene.
  • My Weird Rants And Stuff by happiestnuclearwntr
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    i started writing this when i was in 6th grade so its kinda cringy my guys.
  • Our Dying World by g0dsaveusa11
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    A dead grandmother along with a "vacation" to London to plan her funeral. What could possibly go wrong? **Disclaimer: this is a re-write of a previous fic I had wrote but wasn't satisfied with the outcome/writing style**
  • a bunch of shit by stupidstupoid
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    this is just a bunch of shit
  • heroin by sxrcastic
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    the drugs are turning his brain to mush and he can't wait to die copyright © sxrcastic 2016
  • My Bullshit Life by Ba5s_CH1ckLinG
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    The girl just wants a new life. A better life. With people that love and care about her. Maggie struggles to stay alive. She trys to put her focus in her music. Kat and Liam keep her sane, but that's only temporary. Suspension, passion, hate, mystery, and all out confusion. What happens when Maggie faces the worst moments in her life.
  • Drug  by Jacerooo
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    It's 1978 in England. Kids are pissed. Kids are dancing in the city streets after all the lights shut out. They're hitting their guitar strings until their hands bleed. And I, was one of those kids.