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By Ben Eddings
Hears to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The crazy ones. People might see psycho rampagers, but we see genius' getting to work on this world. We call them: The Band of Misfits.
Jenny meets a jerk named James that is supposed to be one of the hottest celebrities in town. He makes all the girls in town crazy and even her best friend thinks so. She's determined to prove James that she's way better than him!
I always thought Alex was just a badass, but he wasn't just that. He was this amazing guy hiding behind people. He knew how to pluck out the parts of me that made me who I am. I didn't even know that part existed. When I found out, I ran... I ran as fast as I could towards a new beginning.
By J Christopher Bartley
Playing guitar and the panhandle.
Poetry | Updated Feb 9, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 2
Julie Taylor is sick of her life at home and she decides to runaway. Things, however, aren't unraveling the way she thought they would. Impulse is a dangerous weapon. Can she simply run away because life gets rough?
A Short Story, I wrote for my English class first semester.
Keith White is in search for a bass player for his struggling band. Until he discovers that the answer to all his problems lies in his friend Brian Danvers who is more interested in "Math and Science" than "Rock N' Roll". First episode of an ongoing sitcom about friendship, relationships, music...
My family has struggled since a house fire. Recovery has been a chanllenge, but we still have music. In my mind, this is me thanking the guitar riff, the voice, and the heart of the songwriter. To all musicians, my family needs you. It is your mind which is helping us heal.
Poetry | Updated Dec 31, 2012 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 10
** so im a little worried, this is my first attempt at lyrics.. so please be nice :)**
My dreams are better, Iâ€™d rather be snoozinâ€™
Oh, but listen to the music!
Hear the guitar, must be an acoustic.
Let every note sink into my soul.
Let every strum fill every hole.
By Lolli Dee
Jaw1122's Prize! Sorry it's so late, bud! <3
Cooper is an all out bad boy; well, that is, a homeless bad boy. He likes women; he's pretty good at wooing them too. Until Vida, that is. Vida is a level-headed, shy girl that just became homeless. With absolutely no intentions of meeting Cooper,...
After we spent a day together, my friend Joe challenged me to write my thoughts about it down in a poem. It turned out to be more like a prose poem, for the people that know the difference, and it also has elements of a letter. It is important to know that, at the time of this writing, Joe was...
What's beautiful, what's hearbreak, what's life?
You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.â€
â€• Khalil Gibran
By Cyril L Aurelga
Short Story | Updated Aug 13, 2012 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Cyril L Aurelga
Ciel makes use of closing time when he notices Trisch differently than before. It gets him thinking.
Mary is a girl who always does what is told and wants to be a famous singer, then she gets her big break in L.A. but not only does she get her dream come true but she also finds her beat! His name is Austin who is a almost bad boy, he does and gets whatever he wants, he also has been a famous...