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  • wer bin ich

    31.12.2018     71    3
    nobiwan

    Man nehme 3l ......DURCHGEKNALLT
    3 Esslöffel ...........BEKLOPPT
    5 -6 Tropfen .......SCHWACHSINN
    1/2 Liter ............unbehandeltes SPONTAN
    2-3 Tropfen ........SARKASMUS
    3/4 Kg ..................HUMOR
    300gr .....................FRECH
    2KG .....................SONNENSCHEIN
    1500gr ..................LIEBE

    Schmecke das Ganze mit CHARME ab
    ...fertig bin ich

  • Fuck Cancer

    10.10.2018     7    0
    Little_witch71
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ziHD1tPzC4I


    Soviel zu meinem OP Termin heute...
    abbruch wegen Kreb gefunden. Wuchert in den Darm ...
    Diagnose....Rate mal n13.gif?v=121
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    15.06.2018     414    0
    starinsky

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  • Was es ist....

    21.02.2018     1361    1
    picdame

    Es ist Unsinn
    sagt die Vernunft
    Es ist was es ist
    sagt die Liebe

    Es is Unglück
    sagt die Berechnung
    Es ist nichts als Schmerz
    sagt die Angst
    Es ist aussichtslos
    sagt die Einsicht
    Es ist was es ist
    sagt die Liebe

    Es ist lächerlich
    sagt der Stolz
    Es ist leichtsinnig
    sagt die Vorsicht
    Es ist unmöglich
    sagt die Erfahrung
    Es ist was es ist
    sagt die Liebe



    What it is

    It is nonsense
    says reason
    It is what it is
    says love

    It is calamity
    says calculation
    It is nothing but pain
    says fear
    It is hopeless
    says insight
    It is what it is
    says love

    It is ludicrous
    says pride
    It is foolish
    says caution
    It is impossible
    says experience
    It is what it is
    says love



    Erich Fried
  • :) Some of us believe in soft fleeces and some of us believe green Kobolds.....

    22.01.2018     1021    0
    picdame

    T h e  l i t t l e  p e o p l e  o f   S w a b e d o o

    A long, long time ago, little people lived on earth. Most of them lived
    in the village Swabedoo and they called themselves Swabedoodahs.
    They were very happy: they walked around smiling
    from ear to ear
    and said hello to everybody.
    What the Swabedoodahs liked most was to give each other warm,
    soft fleeces as a present. Everyone of them carried a pouch over his
    shoulder and this pouch was filled with soft fleeces. When
    Swabedoodahs met each other, the one gave a fleece to the other.
    It's very nice to give someone else a soft fleece. It tells the other
    person he's special; it's a way to say: "I like you!" And it's just as nice
    to get such a fleece from someone else. You feel how warm and fluffy
    it feels to your face and it's a wonderful feeling when you put it softly
    and lightly with the others in your pouch. You feel recognized and
    loved when someone gives you a fleece en and you want to do
    something good, something nice right away. The little people of
    Swabedoo liked to give and receive warm, soft fleeces and their life
    together was always happy and cheerful.
    Outside the village in a cold, dark cave lived a big, green kobold. He
    didn't really want to live there, outside, all alone and, at times, he
    felt very lonely. He had already stood at the rim of the village, more
    than once, and wished he could live between the cheerful
    Swabedoodahs; but he had nothing to offer -- and, besides, to him,
    the exchange of warm, soft fleeces was big nonsense. If he met one
    of the little people at the edge of the woods, he would grumble
    something unintelligible en and quickly walk back to his humid and
    dark cave.
    One night, when the big, green kobold stood at the edge of the woods
    again, he found a friendly, little Swabedoodah. "Isn't it a wonderful
    day, today?" the little one asked, smiling. The green kobold just
    made a drab face and didn't answer. "Here, take a warm, soft fleece,"
    said the little one, "this one's especially beautiful. It's surely meant
    for you, otherwise, I had given it away already." But the kobold
    didn't take the fleece. First, he looked around to all sides, to be sure
    no-one was watching or listening. Then, he bent over to the little
    one and whispered in his ear: "Listen, don't be so generous with
    those fleeces of yours! Don't you know that, one day, you won't have
    any fleeces left, if you just give away everything?" Surprised and a
    little helpless, the little Swabedoodah looked up to the kobold. Who
    had, in the mean time, taken the pouch of the little one's shoulder
    and opened it. He sounded very satisfied, when he said: "Didn't I
    tell you? Just hardly 217 fleeces you've got in your pouch -- so, if I
    were you, I'd be careful giving them away!" And with that, the
    kobold went off, on his big green feet, and left behind a confused
    and unhappy Swabedoodah at the edge of the woods. He was so
    confused, so unhappy, that he didn't realize that what the kobold
    had said was totally impossible. For every Swabedoodah had an
    inexhaustible supply of fleeces. If he gave away a fleece, he would
    get one in return from someone else, right away, and this would
    happen time and again, a whole life long. So, how could they run out
    of fleeces?
    The kobold also knew this but he trusted the credulousness of the
    little people. And something else he trusted; something he had
    discovered within himself and of which he wanted to know if it was
    inside the little Swabedoodahs, as well. So, he consciously lied to the
    little Swabedoodah, sat down at the entrance of his cave and waited.
    In front of his home in Swabedoo the little, confused Swabedoodah
    sat, brooding. It didn't take long, before an
    acquaintance passed by,
    with whom he had already exchanged many warm, soft fleeces.
    "What a beautiful day!" his friend exclaimed, reached inside his
    pouch and gave the other one a fleece. Who, however, didn't accept
    it joyfully but warded it off with his hands. "No, no!
    You'd rather
    keep it," the little one exclaimed, "who knows, how quickly your
    supply will decrease. One day, you'll be without fleeces, just like
    that!" The friend didn't get it, just shrugged, put the fleece back into
    his pouch and walked away, saying good-bye softly.
    But he took
    confused thoughts with him -- and on the same night, in the village,
    one could hear three more times, how one Swabedoodah said to
    another: "I'm sorry, but I don't have a warm, soft fleece for you: I
    have to be careful not to run out of them."
    The next day, all this had spread through the whole village.
    Everybody started saving their fleeces. They did give one away, every
    once in a while, but only after long and careful deliberation and very,
    very cautious. And they weren't usually the especially beautiful
    fleeces but those with little stains and already a bit worn-out.
    The little Swabedoodahs became suspicious. They started observing
    each other distrustfully; they started considering whether the other
    person was truly worthy of a fleece, or not. Some even went as
    far
    as hiding their fleeces underneath their beds, at night. Arguments
    arose from the question, how many fleeces someone owned. And,
    eventually, people started exchanging warm, soft fleeces for things,
    instead of just giving them away. The mayor of Swabedoo had even
    traced how many fleeces there were in total and, then, announced
    that the number was limited and declared the fleeces to be currency.
    Soon, the little people were arguing about how many fleeces
    spending a night or having a meal in someone else's house was
    worth. There were even some cases of fleece robbery! In the twilight,
    they didn't feel safe, anymore; while, before, the S
    wabedoodahs
    liked to walk in the park or on the streets, in the twilight, to meet
    each other and give each other warm, soft fleeces.
    At the edge of the woods sat the big, green kobold, observing
    everything and being very satisfied.
    The worst of everything happened some time later. Something
    started changing regarding the health of the little people. Many
    complained about pain in their shoulders and backs -- and, in time,
    more and more Swabedoodahs were taken by surprise by this illness
    called spinal weakening. The little people walked around bent -- in
    serious cases even bent to the ground. The fleece pouches were
    dragged on. Many started to believe, that the cause of their disease
    was the weight of the pouches and that it was better to leave the
    at home and put them away, there. It didn't take long before one
    could hardly find a Swabedoodah with a fleece pouch on his back.
    The big, green kobold was very satisfied with the result of his lie. He
    wanted to find out, whether the little people would act and feel like
    him, when he, as was the case most of the time, had selfish thoughts
    -- and they had acted like him! The big kobold felt very successful.
    He came to the village of the little people more often, now. But
    nobody said hello to him with a smile, nobody offered him a fleece.
    Instead, he was stared at distrustfully, just as the little people stared
    at each other. The kobold liked this: to him, this behaviour was the
    "real" world!
    In time, even worse things started happening in Swabedoo. Maybe,
    because of the spinal weakening; maybe, because no-one gave them
    a warm, soft fleece, anymore - who knows? - some people died in
    Swabedoo. Now, all happiness had disappeared from the village.
    Their grief was immense.
    When the big, green kobold heard about it, he was very shocked. "I
    didn't want this," he said to himself, "I surely didn't want this. I only
    wanted to show them what the world is really like -- I really didn't
    want them to die!" He thought about what he could do, now -- and,
    indeed, something came up.
    Deep inside his cave, the kobold had discovered a mine with cold,
    prickly stones. He had spent many years digging the prickly stones
    out of the mountain and storing them in a quarry. he loved these
    stones because they were so beautifully cold and they prickled so
    pleasantly when he touched them. But not only that: he also loved
    these stones because they were all his -- and, every time he looked
    at them, the impression of possessing great wealth gave the kobold
    a satisfying feeling. But now that he saw the misery of the little
    Swabedoodahs he decided to share his stone wealth with them. He
    filled numerous little bags with cold, prickly stones, put them on a
    big barrow and went to Swabedoo with it.
    How happy were the little people, when they saw the cold, prickly
    stones! They took them gratefully. Now, they had something to give
    to each other, again. however: if they gave someone else a cold,
    prickly stone to tell him they liked him, a cold, unpleasant feeling
    came into their own hand and also in the hand of the person, who
    received the stone. It was not as nice to give away cold, prickly stones
    as to give away warm, soft fleeces. Every time, one would feel a
    strange 'tugging' at the heart, if one received a prickly stone. One
    also wasn't quite sure what the giver really meant. The receiver often
    stayed behind confused and with stinging fingers.
    So, slowly but surely, it happened more often that a little
    Swabedoodah crawled underneath his bed, took the pouch with
    warm, soft fleeces, ventilated them a little bit in the sunlight and, if
    someone gave him a stone, he would give a warm, soft fleece in
    return. And how did the eyes of the receiver shine! Some walked
    home quickly and dug up their pouch to give a soft fleece, instead of
    a prickly stone, too. However, they didn't throw the stones away.
    Moreover, not all Swabedoodahs fetched their pouches, again. The
    cold and prickly stony thoughts were embedded too deeply in the
    heads of the little people. One could gather it from the remarks:
    - "Soft fleeces? What's the intention, really?"
    - "How can I find out whether my fleece is really wanted, or not?"
    - "I gave a warm, soft fleece and what did I get in return? A cold,
    prickly stone! I won't let that happen again."
    - "You never know where you're standing: fleeces, today; stones,
    tomorrow."
    Probably, all little people of Swabedoo would have gladly returned
    to the things that were only natural
    to their grandparents. A single
    one looked at the bags in the corner of his room, filled with cold,
    prickly stones, so heavy that they were hard to bring along.
    Therefore, often, one didn't even have a stone with one to give to a
    friend. Also, the little Swabedoodahs secretly, without saying it out
    loud, wished for someone coming to give them warm, soft fleeces.
    In their dreams, they imagined how they all would walk around on
    the streets with cheerful, smiling faces and give each other fleeces,
    like in good, old times. When they woke up, however, there was
    always something that kept them from really doing it that way.
    Usually, they went outside and, then, saw what the world was
    "really" like.
    This is the reason that giving away warm, soft fleeces hardly ever
    happens, anymore -- and usually not in public. But it does happen!
    Here and there, time and again. And who knows... one day...?




  • Servus beinander!

    19.08.2017     961    0
    Batscher

    Visit my Idols :   wwww.ursprungbuam.at


  • zawsze moze byc gorzej :(

    13.06.2017     688    1
    Milionerka76
    https://showup.tv/_szafirowy_
  • data jak data

    11.06.2017     1542    0
    Milionerka76
    to nie ma juz zadnego sensu ...jak sie ktos nie potrafi trzymac zadnych granic trzymac nie potrafi i nie chce
    ... moze to przeczytasz moze nie ...
     alee zycze Ci milych transmisji ... calowanie innych kobiet .. czekanie na Ogarnieta itd itd ... rob sobie co chcesz ...

    ale jedno Ci powiem jeszcze ... caly czas sie mnie pytales czy jestem Twoja kobieta jak bylismy sami ... a jak wchodziles na su to sie nie potrafiles albo nie chciales zachowywac jak ktos kto jest w zwiazku ... heh ...wiem wiem ... show jest show ... to masz swoje show ... ja mam dosc tego Twojego show.
  • daty poczatku ...

    28.05.2017     618    0
    Milionerka76
    daty pocztaku nie znamy .. ale konca tak.
  • slucham sobie piosneki i z Toba zegnam Babcie ...

    05.05.2017     644    0
    Milionerka76

    ja nie potrafie jak wiem ze Ci zle

    ... wtedy moj swiat tez jest smutny :(


    :(


    [*]

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M2gCt5dkgWw

    ... z Toba zegnam Babcie ...
  • PON 18.04.17

    17.04.2017     1556    0
    bboolleekk
    -- aufräumen WZ Küche
    -- Gardinstangen bestellen
    -- baden
    -- Zähne
  • TO DO

    17.04.2017     650    0
    bboolleekk
    -- aufräumen WZ Küche
    -- Gardinstangen bestellen
    -- baden
    -- Zähne
  • brum brum ... 21.marzec 2017

    21.03.2017     610    3
    Milionerka76
    .. po 5 latach marudzenia siedze i trzymam kciuki :D mocnooooooo bardzo :)
  • [*][*][*]

    16.03.2017     608    0
    Milionerka76

    [*]

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M2gCt5dkgWw


  • 22.02 --- 24.02 luty 4 lata

    24.02.2017     605    1
    Milionerka76
    ... juz 4 rok od momentu gdy ...

    zawsze ten czas bede pamietac co tak wszystko odmienil.
  • 24.02.1017 .. pierwsza jazda :)

    24.02.2017     622    2
    Milionerka76

    13.30 pierwszy raz siadamy do autka .. oczywiscie w kasku .. i brum brum ...:)
  • moje prawko w koncu :D 22.02.2017

    22.02.2017     615    4
    Milionerka76

    ... po tylu latach .... trzymam kciuckiiiiiii :D mocno trzymam .... :)
  • 14 listopad 2016

    14.11.2016     612    3
    Milionerka76
    .. na chwilke zamknac oczy i utopic sie w marzeniach

    ...
    marzenia to nie cele

    !!!
  • obiecanka nr xx od Mateusza :)

    10.11.2016     626    1
    Milionerka76
    " no to wrocilem i juz zostane " :) - 10.11.2016
  • 26/27 pazdiernik

    27.10.2016     617    0
    Milionerka76

    ...
    moze ona Ci wiecej szczescia da niz ja to potrafilam

  • 11.10.2016

    12.10.2016     614    0
    Milionerka76
    .. nic sie nie zmienilo

     ... nic a nic ...

    :(
  • skopiowac jeszcze raz zeby byla aktualna data

    07.09.2016     1769    0
    mysza*76
    heh .. o tamtych wpisach zapomnialam nawet .. tez mialam potrzebe sie wygadania aleee mi to tez przypomnialo jak sie czulam ... duzo rzeczy czlowiek zapomina jak nie chce pamietac ... ale niewazne to co bylo .. i nie czytaj tam tylko dwa ostatni wpisy .. i to ten dolny jako pierwszy ... niestety ale braklo mi miejsca na literki ale to chyba tez normalka u mnie
  • sdada

    07.09.2016     701    0
    mysza*76

    ze piszesz do kogos kto przez pol roku staral Cie skrzywdzic gdzie sie tylko dalo ... siedzial godzinami i wysmiewala  sie z Ciebie z kazdej Twojej zyciowej sytuacji co tylko mogl ... podpuszczala Cie zebys sam robil z siebie posmiewisko ..  starala Cie skompromitowac przed ludzmi z su (oki malo wazne) ale i przedemna (nie dala rady) .. starala sie zeby kazdy sie z Ciebie smial .. im wiecej tym lepiej ..prywatne rzeczy z Twojego zycia ... nawet Twoje uczucia rozgadywala i sie z tego smiala .. w koncu mialo byc wesolo .. ktory podal Twoje dane co dla mnie akuratnie malo wazne jest .. i dobrze wiesz ze nie posunal sie dalej tylko dlatego ze sie Ciebie bal ze Ty zrobisz cos "gorszego" ... byla choragiewka i raz mowila tak na drugi raz inaczej .. dawala Ci wine za wszystko .. za to ze tracila internetowe kolezanki .. za to ze wyzywala ludzi .. za to ze zycie jej popsules .. marnowala z Toba czas i bardzo tego zaluje - tak mowila ..  i odpowiedz sobie teraz sam na pytanie: na takiej znajomosci Ci zalezy?? .. taka osobe lubisz?? ... z taka osoba chcesz spedzac swoj czas?? ... jezeli odpowiedziales TAK to ... to teraz zapytaj sie swojego serduszka gdzie sa Twoje zasady ... ale moze ja sie myle ... i moze jeste glupia .. moze masz racje ze tacy ludzi sa warci zeby utrzymac przyjazn z nimi ... a te rzeczy co tu pisalam to bylo tylko co z Toba robila .. bo innych tez traktowala jak nic jak sobie przypomne jak traktowala tuttti i nawet jej ojca co ja przygarna jak byla w potrzebie i powinna byc wdzieczna .. moze mam naprawde dziwne podejscie do zycia  .. jezeli twierdze ze taka osoba nie zasluguje na nic ... moze masz racje ... ze wlasnie u takich osob trzeba dbac zeby kontakt nie zanikl .. ze trzeba dwonic za nimi i zdawac relacje o su ... moze u takich osob trzeba dbac zeby nie zapomnialy o kims .. moze takich ludzi powinno sie miec przy sobie .. heh moze moze ... ale to ja osobiescie wole byc sama niz tracic 1 minute mojego zycia na nich ... Ty myslisz inaczej .. tylko nie wiem dlaczego ... gdzie jest ten Mateusz co by taka osoba "pognal" a nie za nia dzwonil??

  • dgshahs

    07.09.2016     669    0
    mysza*76

    smieciem bez zasad i honoru Cie nazwala kilka razy ta Twoja Edytka ... oki dla mnie smieciem nie jestes ... nie byles i nie bedziesz ... ale fakt faktem to ze z nia rozmawiasz i jej jak to nazywasz "wybaczyles" to mi pokazalo ze sie mylilam i ze masz wiecej troche tych zasad tzn ze sie ich trzymasz bo jak sie czlowiek brzydzi jakiegos typu czlowieka tzn jakis cech charakteru od kogos to sie nimi brzydzi .. jak ktos by na kogos umial pluc to ... nie kocha go za 5 min tylko dlatego ze ta osoba przyjdzie i sie odezwie ... i fakt nie rusza mnie to tak jak kiedys ale ciagle mysle nad tym bo probuje to zrozumiec dlaczego jak chodzi o nia tak zmieniasz swoje podejscie do zycia ... to co kiedys mi bardzo w Tobie imponowalo to .. nagle nie ma tego ... i wiesz pisze to jak jest miedzy nami dobrze ... jak rozmawiamy ze soba ... bo musze bo chce zrozumiec ... i fakt faktem ze na sama mysl ze robisz sobie przerwe w pracy i piszesz do mnie troszke jak tam Ci idzie robota a pozniej logujesz sie na facebook zeby zobaczyc co napisala kolezanka i jej tez napisac ze baranek sie sciany trzyma to .. dla mnie to okropne i nie zrozumiale jest ... i wiem ze jak Ci to pokaze jak mysle to bedziesz zly i obrazano na mnie ... alee ja Mateusz czasami musze powiedziec co mysle ... narazie tego nie wysylam bo chce pogadac o tym .. moze mi wytlumaczysz i moze zrozumie dlaczego tak Ci zalezy na pisaniu z nia ... narazie mam takie uczucie ze bedziesz z nia pisal ciagle dopuki ona nie zmieni swojego zycia i Cie nie oleje poprostu ... wtedy bedzie koniec z Wasza znajomoscia ... ale to zalezy tylko od niej bo Ty - pomimo Twoich zasad i pomimo tego ze chciales- nie jestes w stanie tego zakonczyc .. i to jest okropne .. to czy Ty z nia rozmawiasz czy nie to miedzy nami nic nie zmieni juz ... kiedys powiedzialam Ci - pomysl nad soba nad tym co chcesz ... i miales wybor ... ja albo ona ... dobrze wiesz co wybrales i nawet jak gadalismy ze soba pozniej ... bo ja nie ukrywam tego ze mi zalezy na Tobie jako na czlowieku i tesknie za Toba nawet jak to jest na necie ... to czegos brakowalo miedzy nami przez to ze pobiegles do niej ... brakowalo tej bliskosci .. tego co bylo kiedys .. ona byla miedzy nami ... i sa rzeczy co sie nie da zmienic juz .. ale wiesz nastepnym razem jak bedziesz do niej dzwonil i pisal i szukal jej obecnosci to sobie pomysl ...

  • w koncu wybor i jasnosc -

    02.08.2016     621    0
    Milionerka76
    [00:13:40] mateusz: Kiedys się zaczela  nasza znajomość kiedyś związek teraz  niech każdy idzie w swoja  droge
    [00:14:07] mateusz: Mam nadzieje ze  poznasz kogos z kim będziesz szczesliwa
    [00:14:15] mateusz: powodzenia Marta

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