i need support from as many people as i can get. i need to be loved and cared for. but i also love and care for others deeply. but im so confused nd i need some guidance more then anything. that kind of support. i need someine to show me the way and i need someone to help me break myself from my habits. i need to find someway to support myself.
Bras provide support to these breasts that aren’t too big and aren’t too small. I suppose it depends on the boy doing the evaluation, though I don’t see anything special about them. This D cup doesn’t look as big as a D cup ought to, but I guess I shouldn’t complain.
we should support our family , brothers . and all our relatives .
It is very difficult now adays to support peoples as u never know what will they do ..!!
Whenever I see this word, often one thing comes to mind. Those stupid little support links on every single site. Over half the time when I click on those little buggers, it provides nothing to help me with the problem I’m having. It’s horrid and I sometimes don’t see the actual use of the damn button. Personalized help is what people need, like an online therapist.
I have support from my family, support when i graduated, support at softball games. i support others, i try and support my family as much as possible because i feel like that encompasses love. i think my friends are the most supportive when they listen. listen to the things i have to say without judging me, without making me feel in the wrong all the time. they dont always have to tell me what to do. support is about listening and being there.
She wanted to know they were there for her. That they loved her.
But when she needed them, they turned their backs.
They never supported her, and never would.
Everything she did for them, wasted.
A lie.
They lied.
I supported my family through tough times and my friends through tougher. It all changed when my girlfriend killed herself though. I found it impossible to give anyone my full support never wanting to feel pain like that again. I sequestered myself from society never growing close to anyone and now I pay the consequences, sitting in my mind alone.
my mom and dad support me but not like i would like them too they help my sister out alot more than they do me when really i’m the one thats out on my own and trying and she is just living off of her rich ass boyfriend i need more support from my boriend also especially with our child he doesn’t help out much.
The foundation that holds us up. The structure that keeps us from collapsing. The people in your corner that motivate you to get up at each ring of the bell to keep fighting.
supprt system support group like in rent with aids and the singing in a round hello i’m so and so and I have a problem, admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery, rehab, lindsay lohan, demi lovato, suppt beam like in a house that’s what carpenter build.
I have a huge penis. It SUPPORTs the rest of my body. I have been using it as a SUPPORT for when i stand. I SUPPORT other people with humongous penises too. 8===D
Supporting you when you try to support me with the lies upon lies that I smear to muffle my cries and I try to hold back my tears because my back can’t take it and I cannot support this family on my own when I’m barelely In to highschool and the sanctuary I have I can’t call home because I’m built into the walls like supports and the more you ask the more my frame contorts
When I was 16 I came out to my mom, she was surprised, and she told me she loved me. It was a hard step for both of us, but it had to be taken. I love her. I want to help people and give them the support my mom gives me.
support systems. Something that I’m kind of lacking at the moment. I need support to help me make decisions and then stick around after I’ve made them and help me through the consequences or good times. Support, i need you, where are you?
You have been supported by one person or other all your life. It may have been your parents, teachers, friends or spouse or some stranger you may have come across. And with all this, we are accustomed to get supporters and often fail to depend on ourselves.
Support! Support indeed. If this company had given us the support we need, we wouldn’t be in this mess. How about some support in the form of resources to do our jobs? Training to help us be more efficient? Information so we know what’s toing on? Supp[ort indeed. It costs too much.
What would my girls do without support?
The comforting yet uncomfortable underwire that keeps them in place.
One to each side; each in stride, not swinging side to side.
Thank you, Maidenform!
i always have thought of how thankful i am to my bra. bras are amazing friends and allies when it comes to difficult situations: love, friends and pranks, they stick to you til the end. I love you, dear friend! Please keep the good work up
I love support in a bra. It’s the best kind of clothing to wear because you don’t want those babies to hang to your wtais when you’re 40. You don’t have to pay a lot for a good support bra either… $60 a pop at Victoria’s Secret is a scam.
I need support somtimes in life, just like everyone else. It’s the only thing that keeps you going. Family, friends, faith, love. Something that makes you want to live and keeps you happy, which really seems to be the only true meaning of life. We all have, want and need support. You can find this in anything really. Music, is an amazing source. It reaches out to you as you reach out to it.
All she needed was the support of her loved ones to carry on. But, she couldn’t even get that, so then it was decided for her what she needed to do next. All she needed to do was tie up her loose ends and disappear and she new it was going to be that simple. So she wrote her letters to everyone packed her bags to look like she was going on vacation and went as far into the woods as she could. Finding a dry spot she burned her bags as her final goodbye.
The support beam
weighed on the ceiling
like a boy hanging from a fan,
his digits slipping one by one,
releasing his grasp,
inching closer to fear
and bravery.
The words spoken sent her world spiraling around her. “Help?” she whispered. No one heard. They had all gone, leaving her to wallow in the emotional filth settling around her. “Sarah…” He called. The tears stopped, and the light emerged. She lifted her head hesitantly… slowly… if only… “Yes?” She replied eagerly and exhaustedly. “I forgot to do this before I left.” She broke into a smile as she gathered herself together ready to leap into the arms of her savior when dust swarmed her eyes. The very same dust that was impacted by the force of her hero’s boot. Her eyes watered once more as the man hung his head. “Goodbye.” And with no support left, she hung her head and finally let go. Forever.
Everything can be a support net. A net. Nets catch the trapeze artists. Except in the Batman movie where it wasn’t there and all the people fell to their deaths, leaving Robin to go with Batman. It was a great movie, only I don’t remember it so well as i saw it when i was very young.
What I needed was for him to be on my side. To give me the support a marriage needed. But he wasn’t for it. He was weak, he had no courage, he no longer wanted to give us a chance, and I hated him for it. I really did.
it centers you. friends, family, loved ones, spouses, girlfriends, boyfriends, it should be always be there, unconditional, but it isn’t, you have to look for it in unusual places.
I feel support from no one but one person. I experience a sense of euphoria around them for one reason. They give me hope in the universe. I love knowing that someone can be so intelligent and see things in such a way. I love the way you see things. You can take a tragedy and contort it to fit your standards of happiness.
The columns underneath the bridge shook; the supports weren’t going to last. The cars swayed above the steel, haphazardly driving, panicked drivers slamming on the gas pedal. The bridge rocked in the wind, a lazy motion of back and forth.
Support comes from your family and friends. But not all your choices may be right, nor correct. And so, those who do not stop us from those mistakes are not true family nor true friends. A family member or a friend should not be able to see us fall, should try to prevent us from falling down the cliff. And so, our friends and family may support us, and maybe one may think that they are opposing us against all reason, they are doing it exactly for the reason of logic.
sigh
all she did was sigh
inside and out
all day long
longing for support
that was no where to be found
but it was her own damn fault
she drove them all away
especially him
she didn’t deserve him anyways
fuck this she thought
i am independent and beautiful
i am lovely and strong
support my ass, i got this
and she left
and she ran away
then she woke up and discovered she was all alone.
this is what we all need and should offer our children anfriends and family. it is what our society is created upon. without it we would collapse
i need support from as many people as i can get. i need to be loved and cared for. but i also love and care for others deeply. but im so confused nd i need some guidance more then anything. that kind of support. i need someine to show me the way and i need someone to help me break myself from my habits. i need to find someway to support myself.
Bras provide support to these breasts that aren’t too big and aren’t too small. I suppose it depends on the boy doing the evaluation, though I don’t see anything special about them. This D cup doesn’t look as big as a D cup ought to, but I guess I shouldn’t complain.
we should support our family , brothers . and all our relatives .
It is very difficult now adays to support peoples as u never know what will they do ..!!
Whenever I see this word, often one thing comes to mind. Those stupid little support links on every single site. Over half the time when I click on those little buggers, it provides nothing to help me with the problem I’m having. It’s horrid and I sometimes don’t see the actual use of the damn button. Personalized help is what people need, like an online therapist.
I have support from my family, support when i graduated, support at softball games. i support others, i try and support my family as much as possible because i feel like that encompasses love. i think my friends are the most supportive when they listen. listen to the things i have to say without judging me, without making me feel in the wrong all the time. they dont always have to tell me what to do. support is about listening and being there.
Support.
Bring on WINTER! Hate it when the Weather peeps call good weather: “BAD WEATHER!”… AAARGH! ok, i’m done.
support – a strong backing. stable, strong, neccessary
She wanted to know they were there for her. That they loved her.
But when she needed them, they turned their backs.
They never supported her, and never would.
Everything she did for them, wasted.
A lie.
They lied.
I supported my family through tough times and my friends through tougher. It all changed when my girlfriend killed herself though. I found it impossible to give anyone my full support never wanting to feel pain like that again. I sequestered myself from society never growing close to anyone and now I pay the consequences, sitting in my mind alone.
my mom and dad support me but not like i would like them too they help my sister out alot more than they do me when really i’m the one thats out on my own and trying and she is just living off of her rich ass boyfriend i need more support from my boriend also especially with our child he doesn’t help out much.
The foundation that holds us up. The structure that keeps us from collapsing. The people in your corner that motivate you to get up at each ring of the bell to keep fighting.
supprt system support group like in rent with aids and the singing in a round hello i’m so and so and I have a problem, admitting you have a problem is the first step to recovery, rehab, lindsay lohan, demi lovato, suppt beam like in a house that’s what carpenter build.
I have a huge penis. It SUPPORTs the rest of my body. I have been using it as a SUPPORT for when i stand. I SUPPORT other people with humongous penises too. 8===D
Supporting you when you try to support me with the lies upon lies that I smear to muffle my cries and I try to hold back my tears because my back can’t take it and I cannot support this family on my own when I’m barelely In to highschool and the sanctuary I have I can’t call home because I’m built into the walls like supports and the more you ask the more my frame contorts
A building without support is useless and weak. So what is a person without friends and family to support them?
When I was 16 I came out to my mom, she was surprised, and she told me she loved me. It was a hard step for both of us, but it had to be taken. I love her. I want to help people and give them the support my mom gives me.
Staying behind all at once, never at all retiring from the post. Love, life, and beyond, stronger than Man, not as strong as God.
support systems. Something that I’m kind of lacking at the moment. I need support to help me make decisions and then stick around after I’ve made them and help me through the consequences or good times. Support, i need you, where are you?
You have been supported by one person or other all your life. It may have been your parents, teachers, friends or spouse or some stranger you may have come across. And with all this, we are accustomed to get supporters and often fail to depend on ourselves.
Support! Support indeed. If this company had given us the support we need, we wouldn’t be in this mess. How about some support in the form of resources to do our jobs? Training to help us be more efficient? Information so we know what’s toing on? Supp[ort indeed. It costs too much.
What would my girls do without support?
The comforting yet uncomfortable underwire that keeps them in place.
One to each side; each in stride, not swinging side to side.
Thank you, Maidenform!
i always have thought of how thankful i am to my bra. bras are amazing friends and allies when it comes to difficult situations: love, friends and pranks, they stick to you til the end. I love you, dear friend! Please keep the good work up
i need support. breakups suck. but its hard to get suport when i wont talk to anyone. ha. i guess its my own fault.
I love support in a bra. It’s the best kind of clothing to wear because you don’t want those babies to hang to your wtais when you’re 40. You don’t have to pay a lot for a good support bra either… $60 a pop at Victoria’s Secret is a scam.
I need support somtimes in life, just like everyone else. It’s the only thing that keeps you going. Family, friends, faith, love. Something that makes you want to live and keeps you happy, which really seems to be the only true meaning of life. We all have, want and need support. You can find this in anything really. Music, is an amazing source. It reaches out to you as you reach out to it.
All she needed was the support of her loved ones to carry on. But, she couldn’t even get that, so then it was decided for her what she needed to do next. All she needed to do was tie up her loose ends and disappear and she new it was going to be that simple. So she wrote her letters to everyone packed her bags to look like she was going on vacation and went as far into the woods as she could. Finding a dry spot she burned her bags as her final goodbye.
The support that my family had for me was non existant. Struggles, debt, this sickness we call life. They didn’t support me at all.
The support beam
weighed on the ceiling
like a boy hanging from a fan,
his digits slipping one by one,
releasing his grasp,
inching closer to fear
and bravery.
The words spoken sent her world spiraling around her. “Help?” she whispered. No one heard. They had all gone, leaving her to wallow in the emotional filth settling around her. “Sarah…” He called. The tears stopped, and the light emerged. She lifted her head hesitantly… slowly… if only… “Yes?” She replied eagerly and exhaustedly. “I forgot to do this before I left.” She broke into a smile as she gathered herself together ready to leap into the arms of her savior when dust swarmed her eyes. The very same dust that was impacted by the force of her hero’s boot. Her eyes watered once more as the man hung his head. “Goodbye.” And with no support left, she hung her head and finally let go. Forever.
Everything can be a support net. A net. Nets catch the trapeze artists. Except in the Batman movie where it wasn’t there and all the people fell to their deaths, leaving Robin to go with Batman. It was a great movie, only I don’t remember it so well as i saw it when i was very young.
What I needed was for him to be on my side. To give me the support a marriage needed. But he wasn’t for it. He was weak, he had no courage, he no longer wanted to give us a chance, and I hated him for it. I really did.
it centers you. friends, family, loved ones, spouses, girlfriends, boyfriends, it should be always be there, unconditional, but it isn’t, you have to look for it in unusual places.
This world to me .. Is not full with support none of them understand raise a lilk hell .
I feel support from no one but one person. I experience a sense of euphoria around them for one reason. They give me hope in the universe. I love knowing that someone can be so intelligent and see things in such a way. I love the way you see things. You can take a tragedy and contort it to fit your standards of happiness.
The columns underneath the bridge shook; the supports weren’t going to last. The cars swayed above the steel, haphazardly driving, panicked drivers slamming on the gas pedal. The bridge rocked in the wind, a lazy motion of back and forth.
Support comes from your family and friends. But not all your choices may be right, nor correct. And so, those who do not stop us from those mistakes are not true family nor true friends. A family member or a friend should not be able to see us fall, should try to prevent us from falling down the cliff. And so, our friends and family may support us, and maybe one may think that they are opposing us against all reason, they are doing it exactly for the reason of logic.
sigh
all she did was sigh
inside and out
all day long
longing for support
that was no where to be found
but it was her own damn fault
she drove them all away
especially him
she didn’t deserve him anyways
fuck this she thought
i am independent and beautiful
i am lovely and strong
support my ass, i got this
and she left
and she ran away
then she woke up and discovered she was all alone.
the suppos