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F.Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (1920)

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"feminine urge" is just girly things 2.0

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Some words to use when writing things:

winking

clenching

pulsing

fluttering

contracting

twitching

sucking

quivering

pulsating

throbbing

beating

thumping

thudding

pounding

humming

palpitate

vibrate

grinding

crushing

hammering

lashing

knocking

driving

thrusting

pushing

force

injecting

filling

dilate

stretching

lingering

expanding

bouncing

reaming

elongate

enlarge

unfolding

yielding

sternly

firmly

tightly 

harshly

thoroughly

consistently

precision

accuracy

carefully

demanding

strictly

restriction

meticulously

scrupulously

rigorously

rim

edge

lip

circle

band

encircling

enclosing

surrounding

piercing

curl

lock

twist

coil

spiral

whorl

dip

wet

soak

madly

wildly

noisily

rowdily

rambunctiously

decadent

degenerate

immoral

indulgent

accept

take

invite

nook

indentation

niche

depression

indent

depress

delay

tossing

writhing

flailing

squirming

rolling

wriggling

wiggling

thrashing

struggling

grappling

striving

straining

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Just for once I’d like to tell the gate agents and flight attendants that my folding wheelchair is going into the onboard closet and not have them tell me there’s “no room”. Bitch that’s a wheelchair closet, not a “your bags” closet. Move your damn bags where they belong.

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What to do if you suddenly find yourself homeless

FOOD

Find your nearest food bank or mission, for food

grocery stores with free samples, bakeries + stores with day-old bread

different fast food outlets have cheaper food and will generally let you hang out for a while.

some dollar stores carry food like cans of beans or fruit

SHELTER

Sleeping at beaches during the day is a good way to avoid suspicion and harassment

sleep with your bag strapped to you, so someone can’t steal it

Some churches offer short term residence

Find your nearest homeless shelter

Look for places that are open to the public

A large dumpster near a wall can often be moved so that flipping up the lids creates an angled shelter to stay dry

HYGIENE

A membership to the YMCA is usually only 10$, which has a shower, and sometimes laundry machines and lockers.

Public libraries have bathrooms you can use

Dollar stores carry low-end soaps and deodorant etc.

Wet wipes are all purpose and a life saver

Local beaches, go for a quick swim

Some truck stops have showers you can pay for

Staying clean is the best way to prevent disease, and potentially get a job to get back on your feet

Pack 7 pairs of socks/undies, 2 outfits, and one hooded rain jacket

OTHER

first aid kit

 sunscreen

 a travel alarm clock or watch

 mylar emergency blanket

 a backpack is a must

 downgrade your cellphone to a pay as you go with top-up cards

 sleeping bag

 travel kit of toothbrush, hair brush/comb, mirror

 swiss army knife

 can opener

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THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”

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ashton girls must be dead bc that dude looks more mighty fine than ever

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ashton irwin is one of those Taco Bell KFC restaurant mashup places and an all-you-can-eat buffet wrapped in one and i stan

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September .1

"Oh my god! What were you thinking?" a feminine voice screeched. I cautiously pushed my car door open, stepping onto the road with shaking legs. I turned to face the blonde and rolled my eyes. "I wasn't on my cell phone unlike you. I had the green light as well. Maybe stop trying to send your nudes and watch the road?" I snapped, gesturing to her dress that was barely covering her bottom region. "Just you wait Lucian, one day that mouth is gonna get your ass beat." she sneered, kicking a broken side mirror on the ground.  "How do you know my name?" I asked, causing her to laugh. "Who doesn't? Your family is the second richest in this state. Reality check honey, your story is everyone's business now." ----  "Miss, are you sure  that you're okay?" a woman, holding a small yappy dog, asked for the thousandth time. "I'm fine. See? No scratches or bruises." I smiled weakly, holding out my arms and legs. She glanced at them briefly, before nodding and scurrying away. The paramedics had gone by now, and I was waiting for my father to pick me up.  A loud honk made my head shoot up to see my father smiling at me from his pick-up truck. "Hiya Kay." he laughed as I clambered into the truck. "How much trouble am I in?" I groaned as we peeled away. "None. You just have to use Claire." he smirked, changing lanes. "No. I'd rather die than use that busted up junk."  Claire was my mom's first car, and the one thing she loved more than my father and I. Built in 1984, the baby blue cutlass had taken a beating and was on the verge of retirement. "Oh come on Kay. A cutlass is a classic. If you don't want Claire, you'll have to ride the bus until you can scrape up enough money for a new car. Mom and I agreed to pay for one-third. The rest is your part, including any modifications you want. You'll still be on our insurance plan, and until then, Claire will be added."  "I'll take Claire. A slight less of an embarrassment than taking a smelly bus." I mumbled. "Cool beans." my father stifled a laugh. "Okay Mr. Sixties. Do you need some hairspray while you do the mashed potato too?" I giggled as we entered the drive. I hopped out and ran up to the door, waltzing into the kitchen.  "Claire or bus?" mom called from the living room. Taking a bowl of fruit salad, I walked up to my room. "Claire." I answered before shutting the door.  *** "What in God's green Earth is that?" my friend Maddie scoffed as I tore Claire's suffocating seatbelt from my torso. "Got in a crash last night. My car was totaled. I was lucky enough to get out of the mess with nothing." I sighed, grabbing my bookbag. As I went to shut the door, it popped right back open, the edge bumping my chin. "Damn it." I hissed, swinging it hard, only for it to come right back. "Need some help?" a voice laughed. I glanced over my shoulder to see my friend Calum, trying to keep from laughing. "Please." I begged desperately. With all three of us working together, we managed to shut Claire with enough time to scramble into first period.  "So Kay, have a nice car ride last night?" a voice sneered. Michael Clifford stood in front of my desk, gripping the edge tightly. "I'm sorry, when did this concern you?" Maddie sneered, prying his fingers off the desk with a pencil. He snatched it from her, breaking it in half and throwing it into the bin. "Nice shot Clifford." a boy yelled from the other side of the class. "Alright settle down kids. Clifford, back to your spot." our teacher coaxed. Michael muttered something under his breath before slamming down in his seat next to his friend Luke Hemmings.  ---- About halfway into the lesson, the door swung open and a student rushed to the teacher's desk and threw a tardy slip on it. "Mr. Irwin, late again?" the teacher sneered. I glanced at the boy, expecting some load of crap. "Sorry sir. Was helping down at the garage again. Lost track of time." he apologized, pulling out a ratty spiral notebook.  "That's the, what, fifth time? Ashton you gotta keep up with this. You're a senior, this isn't your first rodeo." he sighed. "You'd think he would get the meaning of being on time, especially after the funeral." Michael laughed wickedly, kicking the back of Ashton's chair. Ashton didn't say anything, just scribbled down the notes from the board.  I had never talked to Ashton before. Not that I had a reason to do so. Ashton was an outcast, a boy in ripped jeans and leather jackets, who spent his days at a car garage. He was never a very social person, purely for the fact he looked like he was straight out of a gang movie, so everyone stayed away. I continued to stare at the back of his head, until the dismissal bell pulled me from my thoughts. *** "No, no, no! Oh God please not now!" I cried, banging my fist on the Claire's dashboard. She let out one last sputter before dying completely. I slammed my head back against the headrest, letting out a loud groan. I was on the dirt road, just a few minutes away from the house, when Claire finally took her toll. I grabbed my phone from the console and dialed for a tow truck.  "Out of all the days, it had to be today." I muttered as a tow came by within minutes. I gave the tow man a weak smile as I climbed into the passenger side. "Don't worry darlin'." he coughed as he began driving, "We'll have the ol' gal fixed before you know it."  ---- There was no way they would be able to fix the burden I drove. I chewed on my nail as I sat on a wooden bench in the waiting room. A man with grease marks on his face walked into the room, shaking his head. "Sorry. We don't have the correct parts to fix 'er." he sighed, shuffling through some papers on his desk. "It's fine. I'll just grab a ride to school." I grimaced, picking up my bag. "Well, a boy in the back could give you a ride. You go to Oakens high school, correct?"  I nodded, and he held up a finger, briskly walking to the back. He popped back out, with another person. My eyes widened in shock at the sight of a sweaty Ashton. "Hi." he breathed, wiping sweat and dirt from his forehead.  "This is Ashton. He goes to the same school. Ash, do ya think you could give her a ride to school until we can get some new parts?" Ashton quirked an eyebrow at me, before laughing. "Her? You want me to give little miss princess a ride? She won't last one second in my truck. Not pink enough for her." I scoffed "Piss off. You don't know me." The man who brought Ashton out slapped him upside the head, before exiting the room. "Figure something out you two." he grumbled. "Awe I'm sorry. Did I upset you? Go run home to daddy, maybe he'll buy you a new car to cheer you up. Or maybe four fancy sports cars. After-all you do get everything handed to you." he sneered, whisking a rag off the counter and drying his face off. "He won't. I have to get a new one myself."  "Man, I'd thought I'd never see the day when the Kay Lucian did something herself."  "It's not like you ever would with your head shoved so far up you own ass." Ashton let out a chuckle, tossing the rag back. "Get over yourself sweetie." He turned to walk back to the workroom. "Blue." I called, making me stop in his tracks. "What?" he asked, turning to look at me curiously. "I hate pink, I've never liked it. My favorite color is blue. See? You don't know me." I reached for the door. "Wait." he groaned, walking into the back.  He came back a moment later, a plastic bag and books in hand. "I'll give you a ride home. And even though I was a dick, if you want, the offer is still on the table. I'll even drop you off a block before school so you can keep your reputation." I smiled, nodding my head as he lead me over to his car. An chipped navy blue Chevy truck sat in the parking lot. "After you." he smiled, opening the door for me.  I gave him my address and soon we were on the road. Ashton pulled a pack of cigarettes out from the console, carefully lighting it while driving. "I didn't know you smoked." I blurted, not trying to offend him. "I don't." he said, taking a drag. "But you are." I pressed, trying to make conversation. "Some people smoke, I simply use it to quicken the process of dying." Ashton blew the smoke out of the window. I didn't think it was my business to ask why he wanted to die, so I kept quiet.  We turned onto my road when he decided to speak again. "I know you're still thinking about it. So to answer your question; I've done somethings I'm not proud of. Maybe death isn't the best solution, but smoking lets me forget my problems. Kinda relieves the pain I caused myself."  "Oh." I whispered. I felt the car halt, and I looked up to see my house in front of us. "Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow?" I asked, closing the door. "Bright and early!" he yelled out the window, giving me a lopsided grin. I gave him a measly thumbs up and walked inside.  "Where the hell have you been?" my mother called, running down the stairs. "Let's just say Claire is at a shop until she can be driven. A boy who goes to my school offered me a ride home." I stated, grabbing a cup of water. "She died?" my father asked, scrunching his face up. I nodded giving them a hug before heading upstairs. "We'll talk about it in the morning. I'm gonna cry if I can't sleep."  The conversation with Ashton kept me up most of the night, and replayed in my dreams.  What made him think he was a bad person? ..... Well, it's been far too long since I've wrote anything. Unlike my other books, I'm actually excited for this one. Hopefully this will go smoothly.  Side note, I have a key for what some symbols throughout the book mean: ----: Small time jumps ***: Larger time jumps/ changing into a new day .....: End of chapters  Xx~ Dorothy  Find my story on Wattpad http://my.w.tt/UiNb/UamGhfuL9E

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September 23rd - Ashton Irwin (AU)

"I hate the cold.” “Honey, it’s only September 23rd. The only cold thing here is your heart.” OR Living off of drunken mistakes and her parents’ money, Kay Lucian has always regretted something. Whether it be not trying a limited edition coffee flavor , or not buying last fall’s trending purse, she would feel like she lost something. She has to figure out what it really feels like to lose something important, and only Ashton can show her. ©irwins-peach / Dorothy Lauchnor Find my story on Wattpad: http://my.w.tt/UiNb/UamGhfuL9E

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Chicken McNugget appreciation

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Every day is a day to create a new you. A kinder you, a happier you, a more thankful and determined you. Know your worth and don’t let anybody decide it for you.

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“Queue” is just “Q” followed by 4 silent letters.

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ASHTON IS ALIVE & WELL!!!!

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Homeless man interviewed by ‘ITV News’ recounts story of bravery during Manchester attack

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There's nothing wrong with sex, people.

- Having sex every day. - Saving sex for your wedding night. - Never having sex. - Having sex with different people. - Having sex with one person. - Having sex with a person of your same gender. - Loving sex. - Hating sex. - Being loud. - Being quiet.

The only thing wrong with sex?

When it’s not consensual.

Because that’s not sex. That’s rape.