At this point we say, me, mum and dad goodbye Andre!
Feel depressed, Mr K. Good luck in your new job.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
A Blueprint For A Small Table
At this point we say, me, mum and dad goodbye Andre!
Feel depressed, Mr K. Good luck in your new job.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Betty Crocker Recipe Using Dates
right to life
Hello friends, family and other readers. I must get rid of something.
I, Anakin am, three years old. I can not walk, do not sit, not crawling, not hold my own spoon while eating. Other children have died from my form of epilepsy at an early age. I fought. And with much sleep. If I do not want to be here, I could have gone. I could have won the damn cramps and let mom and dad alone. My parents would have understood that. But I wanted to stay here in this world like me that is. laughed the first time to our ears do I have when I was in the hospital. I was much in the hospital with my parents. And it was always annoying and exhausting. I had often dolle abdominal pain. But I've also been through that.
Maybe I do not see the world we so her because I'm having problems with my perception. But when my parents argue, I feel it immediately and get extremely bad mood. Finally, there is no reason to be unhappy and angry. I can laugh, Lautier, my head back and forth, turn me turn from back to belly and snuggle really great listen.
Nevertheless, I must justify myself, why am I in this world. Sayings like "Could you see that already in the belly" or "My mom had not even the choice to abort me," etc. I urge then, to justify myself and my life. Will you have to do this? You, with the glasses, or you, with the allergy or you, with the high blood pressure. Do you have to justify yourself because you have a disease that costs money and affects you? No? Why do I have it? Are you in a position to show others how valuable the lives and feelings? And how important autonomy and performance? And I can do that with stupid people is not quite that also. I am alive and happy. And although I at first glance not much can I teach a message: Help each other, each other is listening. And above all: to Listen to be selfish assholes!
How can you be so selfish as a woman and say, I want the child not because it is tiresome to me? There is something else, if you want to save the child (real) suffering (many operations, short lifespan). No one wants to put in such a situation.
Finally, I would say this: I'm not demanding than a "healthy" child. I am not running around in the garden, but it must not look my mom always looking for me if I nonsense instead. When friends are from my parents because I still go to bed early. Make the number three years? I lie in bed, I look at my room and sleep alone one. When I grow up, I will take off at some point in my own room. But should I feel bad when others have to help me in life?
There will always be people who need our help. Even if the medicine would manage to eradicate any obstruction. The most disabilities happen after birth, and not in the stomach: drowning, other accidents, strokes etc.. But even that age makes us in need of help.
If you want a child, one must be prepared for anything. We are here not to "wish" or going shopping. We, the children decide how we will. You can visit us your shake hands. But not to kill us with a syringe in the stomach!
If you are denied assistance, then why should you help will be granted if you are old or sick?
Think about it. Oh yes, I do not want pity. I do not suffer. I want respect!
your Anakin! 
Hello friends, family and other readers. I must get rid of something.
I, Anakin am, three years old. I can not walk, do not sit, not crawling, not hold my own spoon while eating. Other children have died from my form of epilepsy at an early age. I fought. And with much sleep. If I do not want to be here, I could have gone. I could have won the damn cramps and let mom and dad alone. My parents would have understood that. But I wanted to stay here in this world like me that is. laughed the first time to our ears do I have when I was in the hospital. I was much in the hospital with my parents. And it was always annoying and exhausting. I had often dolle abdominal pain. But I've also been through that.
Maybe I do not see the world we so her because I'm having problems with my perception. But when my parents argue, I feel it immediately and get extremely bad mood. Finally, there is no reason to be unhappy and angry. I can laugh, Lautier, my head back and forth, turn me turn from back to belly and snuggle really great listen.
Nevertheless, I must justify myself, why am I in this world. Sayings like "Could you see that already in the belly" or "My mom had not even the choice to abort me," etc. I urge then, to justify myself and my life. Will you have to do this? You, with the glasses, or you, with the allergy or you, with the high blood pressure. Do you have to justify yourself because you have a disease that costs money and affects you? No? Why do I have it? Are you in a position to show others how valuable the lives and feelings? And how important autonomy and performance? And I can do that with stupid people is not quite that also. I am alive and happy. And although I at first glance not much can I teach a message: Help each other, each other is listening. And above all: to Listen to be selfish assholes!
How can you be so selfish as a woman and say, I want the child not because it is tiresome to me? There is something else, if you want to save the child (real) suffering (many operations, short lifespan). No one wants to put in such a situation.
Finally, I would say this: I'm not demanding than a "healthy" child. I am not running around in the garden, but it must not look my mom always looking for me if I nonsense instead. When friends are from my parents because I still go to bed early. Make the number three years? I lie in bed, I look at my room and sleep alone one. When I grow up, I will take off at some point in my own room. But should I feel bad when others have to help me in life?
There will always be people who need our help. Even if the medicine would manage to eradicate any obstruction. The most disabilities happen after birth, and not in the stomach: drowning, other accidents, strokes etc.. But even that age makes us in need of help.
If you want a child, one must be prepared for anything. We are here not to "wish" or going shopping. We, the children decide how we will. You can visit us your shake hands. But not to kill us with a syringe in the stomach!
If you are denied assistance, then why should you help will be granted if you are old or sick?
Think about it. Oh yes, I do not want pity. I do not suffer. I want respect!
your Anakin!
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
How To Do Hacks In Soul Silver
birthday, wedding, Püpse
Hi, I'm getting married. I think in any case, oh no, I did marry birthday and Mom and Dad. The nerves a bit (not only me, even the Rest of the family). I was three years old, get new glasses (my eyes are better now, the doctor said) and can better keep my head. Since yesterday Lena's back and gave me a T-shirt brought from Spain. Mom is pretty stressed out because of exams and their job. But I come not to short. I'll start then just cry, then get Mom and Dad started immediately. Sometimes they blame each other, that one has not been good enough care of me. Then I push my quivering lower lip forward and hit me a little tear out, so both get a really bad conscience. I'm always the way up to 14am in the children's house (so my parents enough have time without me, namely, the mother washed so much laundry). Oh, cookie cookie does not mean everything, but Zeckie. Mama has her lubricated some stuff on it (so a tick stuff) that attracts the ticks mad. I will not have so ne tick, why can not the cat in my bed. 've Already my parents, who are also kind of like ticks.
So, wet kisses to grandma, grandpa, friends, etc. 
Hi, I'm getting married. I think in any case, oh no, I did marry birthday and Mom and Dad. The nerves a bit (not only me, even the Rest of the family). I was three years old, get new glasses (my eyes are better now, the doctor said) and can better keep my head. Since yesterday Lena's back and gave me a T-shirt brought from Spain. Mom is pretty stressed out because of exams and their job. But I come not to short. I'll start then just cry, then get Mom and Dad started immediately. Sometimes they blame each other, that one has not been good enough care of me. Then I push my quivering lower lip forward and hit me a little tear out, so both get a really bad conscience. I'm always the way up to 14am in the children's house (so my parents enough have time without me, namely, the mother washed so much laundry). Oh, cookie cookie does not mean everything, but Zeckie. Mama has her lubricated some stuff on it (so a tick stuff) that attracts the ticks mad. I will not have so ne tick, why can not the cat in my bed. 've Already my parents, who are also kind of like ticks.
So, wet kisses to grandma, grandpa, friends, etc.
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