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Ein Ofen ist ein Gerät, das in so gut wie jeder Küche steht. Manche erinnern sich an die Gasherde, die immer mit einem Ofen verbunden waren, so wie heute auhc noch. In einem Ofen kann man Tiefkühlgerichte aufbacken. Wie Zum Beispiel Pizza und so weiter.

» Posted By Melina On 03.11.2017 @ 1:19 pm


Un bébé est une source de braillement, de conflit. C’est un mini-humain dont on ne comprend pas bien les besoins. Je pense que le notre sera différent de ceux qui nous répugnent actuellement. Ils bavent, crient, pleurent, ressemblent à des anges une fois endormis…

Nous espérons en faire de bonne personne, tout simplement. (je pense oui)

» Posted By Mélina On 01.29.2013 @ 12:20 pm


We move. In life everything will just keep moving forward. We are all like cars driving down a godforsaken freeway each with a specific destination in mind. And some of us without one. But in the end everything flows. Time moves forward and people move on.

» Posted By Melina On 07.01.2012 @ 1:51 pm


He sat on the edge of the bridge staring viciously into the black water. He was not aware of the girl standing behind him until she was already sitting beside him on the edge of the bridge, but when he did see her, he paid no attention to her, as if he’d been expecting her all this time.

» Posted By Melina On 12.30.2011 @ 2:14 pm


the wrongnesss the anger being brought down. the wrath of people kill. because of this many people lose to death

» Posted By melina On 05.22.2011 @ 10:55 am


We are all universally connected. In some way or another. Through blood, through bond, through air. So why must be so selective about who is right and who is wrong? Is there really a win and a loss?

» Posted By Melina On 04.06.2011 @ 3:20 pm


I don’t have any exciting plans coming up. I don’t usually. Does that make me boring? Or does that make me exciting? I mean, I guess I just wait for things to just…HAPPEN. I don’t like making plans. It just sort of ruins the whole point of life. The element of surprise.

» Posted By Melina On 04.03.2011 @ 9:50 pm


What is the purpose of hate. What is the purpose of war. What is the purpose of all that we have done previous and before. Experience. History in the making. This is what we are and this is who we are. We let go to have purpose. We live to have purpose. Because we create what no one else ever would. This is my purpose: to let it be. So please, let it be. Just for me. So I can live up to my purpose. Thank you. And your purpose? What may this be? Please, realize what I have realized. Contribute and you will find purpose within yourself. Fill in the blank – Your purpose:

» Posted By Melina On 03.31.2011 @ 2:27 pm


I let you in. But that was a long time ago. A time where life was simple and love was present. Just you and I. I let you smile at me, stare at me from across the way and let you love me. But I don’t care anymore. Why? Because I loved you too.

» Posted By Melina On 03.30.2011 @ 9:17 pm


it’s terrible to hear that thing crash every day, in and out and in and out. I wonder if anyone else has lived on this island before. If anyone else had suffered the way I’m suffering, this loneliness, the incredible crash and slosh of this place coming down on my like ice off a roof, every day. The ocean is a monster. The ocean they say is alive, and I believe it, but it does not compensate for the lack of any interaction with human soul, sweet or cruel or lovely or familiar or strange.

» Posted By Melina On 06.22.2010 @ 1:11 pm


trip travel takeaway love to deviate i just love it
and frank zappa said “no progress without deviation from the norm”

» Posted By melina On 05.01.2010 @ 9:21 pm


Even after all those years the licorice taste of the cough syrup turned her stomach, too much like after-dinner espresso at her uncle’s house, too much like shouting and anger and car doors slamming as the holiday fumbled too a close.

» Posted By melina On 09.03.2009 @ 9:59 am

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