"I never want to see anyone, and I never want to go anywhere or do anything. I just want to write." (& read ;) - P.G. Wodehouse

About me:

Name: Forever Reading aka meg however most of the time I just go by Meg (TONS faster and easier!) so feel free to call me that anytime. ;)

Gender: umm...I’m going to take a blind stab in the dark and say girl (Just in case my name didn’t give it away already! ;)

Personality: I know this is going to shock a few people that have read my stories/poems but I tend to be chirpy on FF. (Ask Anqeole if you don’t believe me!) However I do tend to tone it done a bit most of the time so I don’t freak people out. ;)

Hobbies: Why am I even doing this one? If you want to know what I like doing take another look at my name, it'll tell you everything you need to know. There is a reason I call myself FOREVER Reading!! ;)

Finding Me (19.9.12): Well I tend to be a bit of everywhere there days deviant art, live journal etc. etc. (under various names) since I just go wherever things interest me and unfortunately most of the authors I follow here seem to be packing up shop and leaving taking all future updates with them. Shakes fist at 'Nothing Over T' and 'Nothing But Dead Straight' and of cause lets not forget the 'never mind the ratings, tag warnings and 'Don't Like Don't Read' signs (even if there in big bold letters) I'm going to delete you anyway people'! Geez overreaction much?! Fanfiction is all about writing whatever you want and expressing yourself for goodness sakes!

Anyway while I haven't abandoned this place entirely since there are still some AMAZING authors here! This place gives readers and authors new and old a place to improve their skills, get feedback or simply unwind plus the layout of this place is amazing making it so easy to find things and use yet close mindedness is putting all this at risk. It's sad to find more and more 'find me at etc. etc.' on profiles or instead of chapter updates when I've used FF as my main story base for years and I hope FF will once be the thriving community it was before where authors no longer fear for their stories continued existence and stories are enjoyed by all!

Threesoms Galore:

19.9.2012

While I'm amazed and thrilled at how well liked this community has become I deserve very little credit as soon after created it I began focusing on other books and ended up asking untidytowns to become a staff member. Untidytowns has turned my pitifully small community into a source for threesome lovers who want to skip the frustrating searching for these often elusive fics which is exactly what I originally set out to create. Thankyou Untidytowns!

P.S. Remember, staff members wanted!

I am planning on continuing to add to this community however, I've been very busy at the moment so haven't had the time to read much lately, (I know I’m shocked too, “the bookworm not having time to read!”) because of this I haven’t really had the chance to run into any other threesomes lately. Sorry :(

Anyway, I know I’ve told you this before but anyone else who has come across any threesomes at all lately or knows of any would you please send them to me. Also, if you would like to join the community as a staff member please do, one person can only read so much after all, thankyou. :)

Underneath lots of boring (or interesting; depending on your point of view) stuff so feel free to scroll right to the bottom to the stories if you like. (Don't worry I rarely bother to read the entire thing either, Shhh ;)

OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE (Sad but getting worse every day)

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; Why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion, or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

A moment of silence.

In case you needed proof that the human race is doomed through stupidity, here are some actual labels on consumer goods:

On a Sears hairdryer: Do not use while sleeping. (that's the only time I have to work on my hair).

On a bag of Frito's! ..You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside. (the shoplifter special)?

On a bar of Dial soap: "Directions: Use like regular soap." (and that would be how?...)

On some Swanson frozen dinners: "Serving suggestion: Defrost." (but, it's "just" a suggestion).

On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert (printed on bottom): "Do not turn upside down." (well...duh, a bit late, huh)!

On Marks & Spencer Bread Pudding: "Product will be hot after heating." (...and you thought?...)

On packaging for a Rowenta iron: "Do not iron clothes on body." (but wouldn't this save me more time?)

On Boot's Children Cough Medicine: "Do not drive a car or operate machinery after taking this medication." (We could do a lot to reduce the rate of construction accidents if we could just get those 5-year-olds with head-colds off those forklifts.)

On Nytol Sleep Aid: "Warning: May cause drowsiness." (and.. .I'm taking this because?...)

On most brands of Christmas lights: "For indoor or outdoor use only." (as opposed to...what?)

On a Japanese food processor: "Not to be used for the other use." (now, somebody out there, help me on this. I'm a bit curious.)

On Sunsbury's peanuts: "Warning: contains nuts." (talk about a news flash)

On an American Airlines packet of nuts: "Instructions: Open packet, eat nuts." (Step 3: maybe, uh...fly Delta?)

On a child's superman costume: "Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly." (I don't blame the company. I blame the parents for this one.)

On a Swedish chainsaw: "Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands." (...was there a lot of this happening somewhere?)

Now that you've smiled at least once, it's your turn to spread the stupidity copy and paste this into your profile! XD

Random Quotes:

"To the world, you may be just one small person, but to one person, you may be the world." - Unknown

“Never be afraid to try something new. Remember, amateurs built the ark. Professionals built the Titanic.” Unknown

"I've stopped listening, so why haven't you stopped talking?." Unknown

Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys don't want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree.

I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace,or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment),who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with alot of things, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone- Bearhug946, EdwardCullenEqualsLife, Stephanie Deux,Randomenated-Cullen!, sweetcrimefighter, Moonchild707, Forever Reading aka meg

This story is about a little girl that was abused. If you care about it, copy and paste it to your profile.

My name is Sarah I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see,

I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long

When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight

Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall.

I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door.

He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me.

Child abuse, MAKE IT STOP

Mommy...dylan brought a gun to school,

He told his friends that it was cool,

And when he pulled the trigger back,

It shot with a great, huge crack.

Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,

I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!

When I went to school that day,

I never said good-bye.

I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.

When dylan shot the gun, he hit me and another,

And all because dylan , got the gun from his brother.

Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,

And please tell my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.

And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now, And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now

And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best

Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest

Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,

And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass

Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.

But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.

Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest

When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could

please listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new

I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,

I wanted to be an saint, I really wanted to live.

But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late, Mommy, tell my boyfriend I'm sorry I to cancel the date. I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true

And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"

In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech
Students Who Were Lost i customized it to fit the columbine and cassie bernall

Please if you would,
Don't smash this on the ground.

If you pass this on,

Maybe people will cry,

Just keep this in your heart,

For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".

Now you have 2 choices,

1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as
"Try Not To Cry"
2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how
cold-hearted you really are...