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A Writing Cheat Sheet: for linking actions with emotions. 

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10 Female Written Short Stories Everyone Should Read

I have seen a post circulating for a while that lists 10 short stories everyone should read and, while these are great works, most of them are older and written by white men. I wanted to make a modern list that features fresh, fantastic and under represented voices. Enjoy!

1. A Temporary Matter by Jhumpa Lahiri — A couple in a failing marriage share secrets during a blackout. 

2. Stone Animals by Kelly Link — A family moves into a haunted house.

3. Reeling for the Empire by Karen Russell — Women are sold by their families to a silk factory, where they are slowly transformed into human silkworms. 

4. Call My Name by Aimee Bender — A woman wearing a ball gown secretly auditions men on the subway. 

5. The Man on the Stairs by Miranda July — A woman wakes up to a noise on the stairs. 

6. Brownies by ZZ Packer — Rival Girl Scout troops are separated by race. 

7. City of My Dreams by Zsuzi Gartner — A woman works at a shop selling food-inspired soap and tries not to think about her past. 

8. A Good Man is Hard to Find by Flannery O’Connor — A family drives from Georgia to Florida, even though a serial killer is on the loose. 

9. Hitting Budapest by NoViolet Bulawayo — A group of children, led by a girl named Darling, travel to a rich neighborhood to steal guavas. 

10. You’re Ugly, Too by Lorrie Moore — A history professor flies to Manhattan to spend Halloween weekend with her younger sister.

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reblog if you would still support a member after coming out as lgbt+

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BUTTER by BTS

ATTENTION

If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

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the phrase “curiosity killed the cat” is actually not the full phrase it actually is “curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back” so don’t let anyone tell you not to be a curious little baby okay go and be interested in the world uwu

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THE BIG BANG THEORYYYYYYYYYYY

If you love The Big Bang Theory and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog tv show :)

thank you!

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He is the kind of pain where you are a barren land, his existence ploughs you, plants seeds in you and grows trees. He makes the barren desert a green forest... He's pain but he's warm pain.

The backache you face just before your wings sprout.

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Don't ever hesitate. Reblog this. TUMBLR RULE. When you see it, REBLOG IT.

The original post only has US helplines. Others've added different country helplines underneath. It would be great if people could add numbers from everywhere in the world.

Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696

Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433

LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255

Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386

Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743

Eating Disorders Hotline: 1-847-831-3438

Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673

Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272

Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000

Exhale: After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253

Child Abuse: 1-800-422-4453

UK Helplines:

Samaritans (for any problem): 08457909090 e-mail jo@samaritans.org

Childline (for anyone under 18 with any problem): 08001111

Mind infoline (mental health information): 0300 123 3393 e-mail: info@mind.org.uk

Mind legal advice (for people who need mental-health related legal advice): 0300 466 6463 legal@mind.org.uk

b-eat eating disorder support: 0845 634 14 14 (only open Mon-Fri 10.30am-8.30pm and Saturday 1pm-4.30pm) e-mail: help@b-eat.co.uk

b-eat youthline (for under 25's with eating disorders): 08456347650 (open Mon-Fri 4.30pm - 8.30pm, Saturday 1pm-4.30pm)

Cruse Bereavement Care: 08444779400 e-mail: helpline@cruse.org.uk

Frank (information and advice on drugs): 0800776600

Drinkline: 0800 9178282

Rape Crisis England & Wales: 0808 802 9999 1(open 2 - 2.30pm 7 - 9.30pm) e-mail info@rapecrisis.org.uk

Rape Crisis Scotland: 08088 01 03 02 every day, 6pm to midnight

India Self Harm Hotline: 00 08001006614

India Suicide Helpline: 022-27546669

Kids Help Phone (Canada): 1-800-668-6868, Free and available 24/7

Good2Talk (Canada): 1-866-925-5454, For post-secondary students, free and anonmyous

suicide hotlines;

Argentina: 54-0223-493-0430

Australia: 13-11-14

Austria: 01-713-3374

Barbados: 429-9999

Belgium: 106

Botswana: 391-1270

Brazil: 21-233-9191

China: 852-2382-0000

(Hong Kong: 2389-2222)

Costa Rica: 606-253-5439

Croatia: 01-4833-888

Cyprus: 357-77-77-72-67

Czech Republic: 222-580-697, 476-701-908

Denmark: 70-201-201

Egypt: 762-1602

Estonia: 6-558-088

Finland: 040-5032199

France: 01-45-39-4000

Germany: 0800-181-0721

Greece: 1018

Guatemala: 502-234-1239

Holland: 0900-0767

Honduras: 504-237-3623

Hungary: 06-80-820-111

Iceland: 44-0-8457-90-90-90

Israel: 09-8892333

Italy: 06-705-4444

Japan: 3-5286-9090

Latvia: 6722-2922, 2772-2292

Malaysia: 03-756-8144

(Singapore: 1-800-221-4444)

Malta: 179

Mexico: 525-510-2550

Netherlands: 0900-0767

New Zealand: 4-473-9739

New Guinea: 675-326-0011

Nicaragua: 505-268-6171

Norway: 47-815-33-300

Philippines: 02-896-9191

Poland: 52-70-000

Portugal: 239-72-10-10

Russia: 8-20-222-82-10

Spain: 91-459-00-50

South Africa: 0861-322-322

South Korea: 2-715-8600

Sweden: 031-711-2400

Switzerland: 143

Taiwan: 0800-788-995

Thailand: 02-249-9977

Trinidad and Tobago: 868-645-2800

Ukraine: 0487-327715

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The Anonymous him

I place the gun in the pocket of my jacket and enter a random local bar. I wash off any blood stains and minor cuts from earlier. My body has almost no energy left. Gunshots, drugs, mob wars... a pretty normal day.

I sigh, and take a seat, deciding to order a few drinks.

I can hear distant clatter of glasses, laughs and talks of people here with their friends and loved ones, having the time of their lives. The bartender hands me my wine. I hold the glass delicately and stare at the dark red liquid slowly moving inside. I get stained with red daily...

My finger lazily traces the rim of the glass in circles. I register distant voices, some happy, some filled with deep pain.

Pain, I forgot what it feels like...

I bring the glass to my lips and slowly consume the wine in a few gulps.

I ask the bartender to pour me my fourth glass.

The microphone on the lonely stage is finally taken into consideration, as if it's yearnings have been answered, a young man takes hold of it. He is clad in a bright blue button up shirt and black formal trousers.

He lets out a soft sigh, and starts to perform his art. His voice, it is of something I recognise, but something I've never experienced. He sounds like... like home.

Home.

This thought makes me let out a chuckle, a bitter chuckle. Why waste time thinking about something that doesn't exist? Now all pairs of eyes are on him. Some couples are slow dancing to the tune. My vision is slightly blurred. Is it the intoxication of the red liquor in my hands or is it my eyes?

He slightly smiles. It's beautiful. Probably the only thing I've found beautiful in seven years.

I wonder if he hides intense pain behind that beautiful smile, like the rest of the world. Is anything even real?

The sound of gunshots and explosions fills my ears. I'm taken back to where I belong.

Nothing feels true except spatters of blood, scars and bruises, guns and bombs.

I chuckle again, hoping to hide myself behind the facade I use to fool the world, as I drown in his song. But this time, I fail. A stray tear escapes my right eye. My strong princess facade is shattered as I listen to him more and more. His voice enchants me, I feel getting bewitched more and more with every passing moment, with every note that escapes his lips.

He's looking at me. He softly smiles, like encouraging me to do the same.  A few moments more, and then it's over. The state of mind I was in is shattered. It was an illusion, after all. A little escape. Everything's back to how it was. I have to live this way.

People fill the room with claps and whistles. I shouldn't stay here for longer. It was just a moment of escape, if I get addicted to these little pleasures, I'll get weak. I can't get weak.

As I try to shake away my thoughts and forget this night, his voice rings in my ears, and I find myself humming to the tune, slightly swaying my head side to side as the melody engulfs me.

No, no. This is weakness. I should go, it's late already.

I walk out of the place, but in very slow steps. A part of me would rather stay here forever, but I can't run away from reality, can I?

As I make my steps towards my car, I can feel footsteps following me. They get closer and faster. I put my guard on and put my hand in my pocket reaching out for my gun. In an instant, I feel my wrist wrapped around by a warm hand, pleasurably warm.

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Angelic Presence

Just one look, and I could no more breathe, You’ve casted a wicked spell on me. I can feel the stars gather around above you when you smile, and I’ve gotten the world when you put your hand in mine.

Your existence is brighter than a newly bloomed spring flower, and I’m sure the even the heavens rejoice, because of your angelic presence... PS: this is my first ever post!