wer bin ich

31.12.2018

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

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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Was es ist....

21.02.2018

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

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

Batscher

Visit my Idols : wwww.ursprungbuam.at

zawsze moze byc gorzej :(

13.06.2017

Milionerka76

https://showup.tv/_szafirowy_

data jak data

11.06.2017

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

Milionerka76

daty pocztaku nie znamy .. ale konca tak.

slucham sobie piosneki i z Toba zegnam Babcie ...

05.05.2017

Milionerka76

ja nie potrafie jak wiem ze Ci zle

... wtedy moj swiat tez jest smutny :(

:(

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... z Toba zegnam Babcie ...

PON 18.04.17

17.04.2017

bboolleekk

-- aufräumen WZ Küche
-- Gardinstangen bestellen
-- baden
-- Zähne

TO DO

17.04.2017

bboolleekk

-- aufräumen WZ Küche
-- Gardinstangen bestellen
-- baden
-- Zähne

brum brum ... 21.marzec 2017

21.03.2017

Milionerka76

.. po 5 latach marudzenia siedze i trzymam kciuki :D mocnooooooo bardzo :)

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16.03.2017

Milionerka76

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22.02 --- 24.02 luty 4 lata

24.02.2017

Milionerka76

... juz 4 rok od momentu gdy ...

zawsze ten czas bede pamietac co tak wszystko odmienil.

24.02.1017 .. pierwsza jazda :)

24.02.2017

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

Milionerka76

... po tylu latach .... trzymam kciuckiiiiiii :D mocno trzymam .... :)

14 listopad 2016

14.11.2016

Milionerka76

.. na chwilke zamknac oczy i utopic sie w marzeniach

...
marzenia to nie cele

!!!

obiecanka nr xx od Mateusza :)

10.11.2016

Milionerka76

" no to wrocilem i juz zostane " :) - 10.11.2016

26/27 pazdiernik

27.10.2016

Milionerka76

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

11.10.2016

12.10.2016

Milionerka76

.. nic sie nie zmienilo

... nic a nic ...

:(

skopiowac jeszcze raz zeby byla aktualna data

07.09.2016

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

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

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

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

ja nie potrafie jak wiem ze Ci zle

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