Volleyballgirl

okay so i had protected sex 3 weeks ago today. since then ive been feeling symptoms such as cramping and very sore boobs and npples. my period is very irregular so i wasnt sure when i was supossed to get it but i did get it last week for 3 days. but prior to that like three days before i did have some type of brown bloody discharge. now i dont have my period anymore but i just dont feel right and i still am really gassy and have super sore boobs. also have taken 2 negatve preg tests. i just need some help please. thank you

im 15. i eegret having sex so dont tell me im too immautre. i had sex a week ago and it was protected and he didnt finish. im worried becuase ive had sore breasts/nipples and a few stomach cramps here and there. im confused because i last had my period may 12th and its always been really iregular so i have no way to gauge that. i cant tell if in making myself sick over this or if in overlooking something

okay so i currently have my ears pierced. i want to get tapers and im going to get them with my friends sister whos 16. am i going to need a parent to be there to get them? its not like im piercing them, im just getting them gauged. im confused. please help

She is lying on the floor,

It's 2:37 in the morning,

She just lies there,

Waiting for someone to pick up the pieces of her shattered spirit.

A puddle of broken dreams pools on the ground beside her.

Trembeling, she prepares to fight

Another mental onslaught brought on by trouble and despair.

She

Is

Broken.

my school is having homecoming in a few weeks and this is what im thinking..

dress : http://www.debshops.com/one-shoulder-bodycon-club-...

hair: straight and down

shoes : http://www.debshops.com/dressy-peep-toe-platform-p...

im a freshman. 5'3". medium brown, mid length hair. blue eyes. not fat but not stick skinny.

i just need opinions or other ideas! thanks everyone!(:

So I've done all I could,

sometimes it doesn't all fall into place.

Courage only measures mental strength,

Useless when quandaries have your ankles tied.

The motions become too monotonous,

no discipline, no passion.

My aim off center.

When backbone snaps at the face of

Defeat.

im writing a paper about why sports are helpful to kids and why school districts should fund extracurricular sports....and i need a title for my paper. help please!! something catchy or creative please!

Hi guys, so i really want to start a charity. I want to know what goes into it though. how do you become larger and well known? how do i go about starting it? are there costs involved? just any crucial information i might need. thank you so much in advanced! God Bless!

pictures please!!!(: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00A1ZEU3C/ref=oh...

so i ordered this http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00A1ZEU3C/ref=oh... and i need cute accessories and pants to wear it with.

would a scarf look good with it..what color?

how should i do my hair and makeup? i have long-ish brown hair

thanks so much!

They can't stop us.

This spirit left untouched.

Only by God.

Let the stars guide us

Go off the path,

Take a back road,

a scenic route.

Don't worry about time,

Let your feet just keep running

Don't stop--ever.

Be rebellious.

Once a Tree

Perched on blossoming branches in the sky,

fading wood as time ticks by.

Once enjoyed by children years ago,

nostalgic toys lay in a row.

A fatigued piece of linen waivers in the breeze,

a statue stuck in a solid freeze.

And the raggedy rope ladder swaying in the air,

would be climbed by no one—they wouldn’t dare.

The piercing splinters from old oak wood,

did not diminish the memories, so good.

A troubling creak when I stepped foot inside

through a door, not so wide.

A woven rug draped across the wood,

insolated our space the best it could.

Each memory trapped inside the wall,

escape our mind as new opportunities call.

To think this tree house really can

hold the key to our past and memories of man.

In times of

sorrow.

hope.

love.

humor.

Heard from beaming cities, to

vintage rocking chairs, and

grassy hills.

Found within the soul,

housed in the heart.

Developed in the mind, to be

delivered by mouth,

by people lost in the

sweet.

pure.

wholesome.

Lost tunes,

pitches,

flutter in the air

connecting the world-

stitches of the universe.

Breathe in the music.

Share it.

Spread it.

Make it.

Live it.

I would love comments please! thanks so much in advanced!(:

Is night and day such a

huge contrast when the sun is a star too?

Are the clouds really so unreachable when

a tree provides the same amount of shade?

But why is water such a precious resource, when we

watch it fall from the sky onto the ground.

Nature is precious.

Pure.

thanks!!(:

In times of

sorrow.

hope.

love.

humor.

Heard from beaming cities, to

vintage rocking chairs, and

grassy hills.

Found within the soul,

housed in the heart.

Developed in the mind, to be

delivered by mouth,

by people lost in the

sweet.

pure.

wholesome.

Lost tunes,

pitches,

flutter in the air

connecting the world-

stitches of the universe.

Breathe in the music.

Share it.

Spread it.

Make it.

Live it.

I would love comments please! thanks so much in advanced!(:

Once a Tree

Perched on blossoming branches in the sky,

fading wood as time ticks by.

Once enjoyed by children years ago,

nostalgic toys lay in a row.

A fatigued piece of linen waivers in the breeze,

a statue stuck in a solid freeze.

And the raggedy rope ladder swaying in the air,

would be climbed by no one—they wouldn’t dare.

The piercing splinters from old oak wood,

did not diminish the memories, so good.

A troubling creak when I stepped foot inside

through a door, not so wide.

A woven rug draped across the wood,

insolated our space the best it could.

Each memory trapped inside the wall,

escape our mind as new opportunities call.

To think this tree house really can

hold the key to our past and memories of man.

Perched on blossoming branches in the sky,

fading wood as time ticks by.

Once enjoyed by children years ago,

nostalgic toys lay in a row.

A fatigued piece of linen waivers in the breeze,

a statue stuck in a solid freeze.

And the raggedy rope ladder swaying in the air,

would be climbed by no one—they wouldn’t dare.

The piercing splinters from old oak wood,

did not diminish the memories, so good.

A troubling creak when I stepped foot inside

through a door, not so wide.

A woven rug draped across the wood,

insolated our space the best it could.

Each memory trapped inside the wall,

escape our mind as new opportunities call.

To think this tree house really can

hold the key to our past and memories of man.

Once a Tree

Perched on blossoming branches in the sky,

fading wood as time ticks by.

Once enjoyed by children years ago,

nostalgic toys lay in a row.

A fatigued piece of linen waivers in the breeze,

a statue stuck in a solid freeze.

And the raggedy rope ladder swaying in the air,

would be climbed by no one—they wouldn’t dare.

The piercing splinters from old oak wood,

did not diminish the memories, so good.

A troubling creak when I stepped foot inside

through a door, not so wide.

A woven rug draped across the wood,

insolated our space the best it could.

Each memory trapped inside the wall,

escape our mind as new opportunities call.

To think this tree house really can

hold the key to our past and memories of man.

thanks in advanced! please be honest!!

http://www.lyst.com/clothing/w118-by-walter-baker-...

so i just got a shirt very similar to this one recently and i just want ideas of things to wear with it.

pants.

jewelry.

shoes.

hats.

socks.

haha anything...thank you so much!! pictures would be appreciated!