Charles Davies

Ok this sounds silly but it's spring break

I want to spend the night with my boyfriend at his house and his dad is cool with it. He's 21 and I'm 18... My mom wouldn't allow for it I think but I haven't asked! How do I approach her with this question? how do I tell her that I am an adult and I make my own decisions now? What's the worst she could do legally if I just left without telling her and came back a day later? Could cops get involved? I need help!

My 3 month old kitten bites when he plays. He latches onto you with his teeth and won't let go until you pry him off. I'm not sure how to handle this. I've tried saying "NO" and all that. What else can I do? Is this just a phase he'll get over as he matures?

Thanks!

So this is the start to a story I am writing, and I'm not sure if it rushes into action to quickly or I dunno.. I need opinions. Please help??

You can just taste the summertime on the insides of your cheeks. I bite them. It’s so sweet, it makes my teeth ache. Mom is outside reading something, as usual. She sometimes peers up at the screen door through her glasses; waiting for Dad, maybe. I dunno. The warm breeze stirs the wind chime I made with Sabbath when we were little. Bits of sun play off the shards of colored glass and create pools of purples and greens on the patio. I love it.

“Have you checked on Sabbath?” Mom asked, as if she was reading my mind. She swept a quick hand through her red hair.

“I can.” I sighed.

“Okay.” She buried herself into that book of hers and hid there, like always. She remains recluse because she’s been so busy studying for a degree in psychology. It must be hard for her to balance school with the fact that Sabbath is dying from cancer, and that we’re barely coming up with enough to pay for her treatments.

When nothing else was said, I retreated back into the house.

“SABBATH, ARE YOU OKAY?” I called up the stairs. I waited.

“Sara, shut up!” Timmy growled from the living room, apparently watching some movie with his girlfriend. She giggled and noisily munched on popcorn. I rolled my eyes and climbed the stairs, making sure I stomped loud enough to disrupt them even more.

“Sabbath?” I turned the corner and started for her bedroom at the end of the hall.

I carefully twisted the doorknob and creaked open the door. “Are you okay?” She lay perfectly still like a porcelain doll, small and pale. Although she is three years older than me, should could pass for my age of fourteen. Maybe even less. Her ribs poked through her tank top.

I leaned down to her sleeping face, her breaths kissing my nose.

“BOO!” She yelled, and reached out to grab me. I screamed and fell back into her vanity, the corners digging into my side.

“My gosh, Sabbath, don’t freaking do that! Look, I stabbed my kidney on your dang dresser!” I gritted my teeth and lifted my shirt to scout out any bruises. She laughed and laughed until tears appeared at the corners of her eyes.

“Did you find one? You can borrow some of mine!” She kicked off her blankets and peeled off her shirt. “Buy one, get one free.” She turned around to show me her spine, blotted with bruises. “Actually, I do see a red spot there.” She nodded towards me.

“Where?”

“Right here.” She punched me in the stomach. “Nerd.” She laughed again, a very silvery laugh I’ve always envied. “You know I-” She stopped.

“What?” She scrambled past me and swung open the door, bolting for the bathroom, gagging. I knew what was happening. I followed her to the toilet where she heaved over the bowl. I squatted down beside her and rubbed her shoulders.

“Oh God, it hurts.” She sputtered between breaths.

“I bet.” That was all I could say, considering there’s nothing I can do to help. “Just get it all out.” She continued vomiting, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“You know, the cancer isn’t killing me. It’s these treatments. I’ve been throwing up every other hour.” She coughed, rubbing her lips with her fingers. “It’s retarded.”

Hello, I'm a 16 year old girl and I've had hyperhidrosis for two years now. It affects my life in so many negative ways; I just want my normal life back :( I've tried everything from Hypercare, Drysol, expensive antiperspirants, and even anti-anxiety medications (in hopes that it was just anxiety screwing with my parasympathetic nervous system) NONE have worked. Not even sweat sheilds to protect my clothing. I want to live out the rest of my teen years (and frightening enough, the rest of my life) without worrying about pit stains or anything of the like. I haven't had a relationship in the two years I've had this because of this nasty, embarassing problem because I'm afraid of hugging someone and them touching my wet pits. Yeah, I know it sounds disgusting, and it is.

Anyways, I've been considering surgery to get some of these sweat glands removed. I was hoping someone out there would give me suggestions or testimonies about this issue or surgery or other outlets that has helped them eliminate it.

Thank you so much, you guys.

Does anyone have the same problem?

I have to go directly to the freakin' source to reblog anything.

If I try to reblog from the person I am following, it just doesn't work- if I try to click on the "reblog" icon, I mean..

It's bothering me. Help! :(

I feel on edge all the time.

I've visited the doctor, but I can't pinpoint what is making me tense.

I've been excessively sweating especially out in public, too (Not so much at home) and it is slowly making me depressed.

Do I have GAD, or some crazy disorder, such as hyperhydrosis?

Thanks :)

For some reason, I was out of breath for simply walking to class (which never happens)

and I felt very nauseous today. I don't have a fever. My nose was running last night, and I had the chills. My throat hurts a bit. It was worse yesterday.

Are these cold or flu symptoms??

My Shetland sheepdog was hit by a truck with a tractor trailer attached to it. She immediately ran in blind fear and pain into the field behind my house. I went out to look for her with flashlights and found her cowering in a bush. Her eyes were filled with tears. I had to carry her home but she squealed a bit. When I layed her on her side she lay limp, her legs splayed out.

I thought she was going to die!

I tried giving her water and some pepperoni which, over time, she partook of.. And she stated sitting up and resting, which was good.

However when she walks, she limps a great deal. I think her front paw is re-broken (something like this happened before and she broke it a year or two ago)

And I think some of her ribs are broken but I'm not sure.

She walks slowly, but her breathing is normal.

How can I tell if she has anything else wrong with her??

Washing my hair, I noticed that recently,

I've been pulling out at least 8 strands of hair every time simply for running my hand through it.

I'm starting to notice that it feels thinner, too.

I dye my hair every two months and I feel like I should just revert back to my original color and try to fix the damage.

I don't know.

Do you know of any kind of shampoo or remedy?

I'm already a member, and I have been all my life.

There's just something in this missionary that I want apart of my life.

There's so much love and kindness in him.

It's strange; we invited him an his companion over for dinner

And we ended up having so much in common.

We're only 4 years apart too.

The thing is.. I really think I might be in love with him..

And I don't really want to interfere with his mission; which is to serve God.

What can I do?

I think God has put him in my path.. It seems so unlikely that someone so perfect for me (and the first Mormon I've ever been attracted to) just ended up in my ward;

He stayed for more than he was supposed to as well. He spent half his mission in this ward.

Well.. Should I ask to write to him when he goes back home?

Or..???

Thanks for your help ;)

I love male as well as female fashion.

Some say I can be masculine, but I'm a girl.

I'm not like other girls; I don't carry purses. Just backpacks and wallets.

I love curly, girlish hairstyles and dresses,

But I also like the idea of Bowties and oxfords.

I have curly hair, but sometimes I straighten it and it's at shoulder length.

I'm not as curvy as a girl should be, so I usually wear mens collared shirts, skinny jeans, and black oxfords.

Uhhh... So am I androgynous or something?

This guy is he calls me names, but when he does he's always smiling.

When he says "don't be dumb" he sighs lightly and looks away.. Almost like he's blushing.

Sometimes I can't tell If he's seriously trying to hurt me.

It's so weird.. I'm the only one he's mean to.

And I haven't done anything to him.

what is he doing?

I talked to my friend from 2 years ago who graduated. He said on Facebook, "Hey, let's skype, it's been forever!" And I did. Everything was going well.. we talked about music, and genres.

He asked me to spin around and show him my ***.

I resisted. I said "No, haha."

Then I ended the conversation, because I was so scared..

He later asked on Facebook:

"Why'd you do that? Skype me again!"

I said "No, I can't I was bothered that you wanted me to show you my butt."

He said: "Why?"

I said I have higher moral standards (Being Mormon) and I wouldn't and would never show him any part of my body which is scared.

He said:

"Well, you're f****** ugly, and I only told you you were cute to get u naked"

And I blocked him.. and deleted that hurtful conversation after appologizing over and over..

and now I'm an emotional disaster.. I'm afraid he'll post nasty things about me, and everyone will turn on me..

someone, please tell me how I can recover from this.. I've never been told straight up that I was ugly before.. and now I'm crying..

Someone, please... just tell me what to do to forget this, or atleast tell me everything is going to be okay.

Nina,

Orenda,

Addie,

Jesselyn, (Jess-uh-lynn)

Arabella,

Marina,

Marinn,

Laurie,

Kimmy,

April,

Autumn,

Boys: Randal, David, Kevin, Jared, Drew, Seth, Jordan

I took my contacts out for the first time in a few days or so. Now it feels so uncomfortable to have them out :(

My eyes are tearing up, and they feel a bit stiff.

Should I not have taken my contacts out?

I made the most amazing house and I made a family to go with it.

It was over 200,000 simoleans so I moved my family to a cheap lot and used the money cheat To get house. When I tried to move the sims out of the cheap lot after using the cheat and saving it, (I evicted) the 200,000 didn't show up in their funds. What do I do? Can I not ever move this family in the house I created?

I want to get Sims 3 Pets, but its an expansion pack I think. So, do I have to buy the regular Sims 3 (without an expansion) and THEN buy the Sims 3 pets?

Yeah, I'm confused, sorry if this sounds stupid.

Thanks ;D

I'm having a real problem; I'm usually grouchy all the time but I don't know how to hide it or how to change my mood.

So, how can I.. Become nicer?

Thanks. :)

Well, I'm 15 and I gotta throw a party.

(No alcohol, obviously)

What kinds of things should I run out and get tonight?

I really really like this guy. I would never give up on him ever. I would probably continue loving him throughout my years of high school and maybe college. I'm very nice to him, as we're good friends.. It's just that he hurts me physically and emotionally just to be funny. He pinched me until I saw blood form beneath my skin, and he bends my fingers backwards. He calls me names and says I'm under privileged because "I'm a woman". And I'm the only one he treats like this. Should I ditch him, even if it will be the hardest thing I'll ever do? Is there an easier route?