Official Statements

Oh what, am I, fed up, with it. They don't, know, here, exactly who I am. There's nothing, wrong with me, only physically. I'm telling jolly, I'm the real irreplaceable Princess. I've all-ready, heard two times, that I'm having, an illusion disorder. Really not. I'm getting, anti-psychotics, & an anti-deppresiv (without telling, me).  I  demand, Uwen, & San. Let's skip, the Princess-part, it's exactly, the way, it is, but it ain't that, important. I'm speaking, about Sandrina Rianne Visser (Rianne Sandrina Visser).  Treat, me like, the irreplaceable Princess, I am. Princess (Luciane) Sandrina.

I want, to tell, jolly, I survived, really really, an incredible torture:   - during all, planets, there's foreign life. I don't know, exactly, how, worse it is. Count in, there are, 1.3 billion planets, I think, I'm doing, for I, don't know exactly, how long, 66666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666666. This is, way too less. All planets, could be,  filled with papers, filled with sixes. Six, is, the number, of the devil. I’ve been, in every hospital, on every planet, a lot of times, under different names. I’m busy, doing, for a billion light-years, again, all hospitals. All that time, I’m only, in my bed, disabled. I’m having, bruises, galls, broken fin...

I want, jolly to know, I'm still, the irreplaceable Princess Sandrina. I'm cloned, & I've hidden, I'm not immortal. From, the day I die, I still, continue my work, I did a great job, didn't I? I all ready, told you, I was, only in, my bed. The pathologist, told jolly, I was, tough, & that I was, pregnant. I'm still, pregnant, & still in bed. We are, cloned, I've hidden, that I, not partly deliver. When I'm bleeding, it's blood, from an abortion, mis-carriages, & dead-born-children. The Queen-Princess, Luciane Sandrina.

Seriously, under-drawn, is not, risking, her career, for a fabrication! There's some-thing, terribly wrong, with our food, on all planets. It's really, hidden in, the future, it isn't isn't isn't, there. There's hidden, that it, doesn't doesn't, takes place now. So, it takes place, NOW. I'm eating, serious, way, too less, I'm as well, drinking too less. Not yet, I'm having, a solution. That's why restaurants, are empty. I'm trying, to, help the hospitals. I'm speaking, about, glass, plastic, animals (dog, cat, hamster), arsenic, night-shade. Be strong. Her Royal Highness, The Queen-Princess Luciane Sandrina Nina Rian.

It's quite strange. I'm in, a mental hospital. I think, I'm here, because of,the very, strange, idea, that I'm addicted. I'm drinking, two bottles, per week. I'm using, a lot of amphetamine, because of my, work. It works like Ritalin, because I'm having, ADD. In, a very strange way, there still are, drugs, & alcohol, in my blood. Even drugs, I never, use. I think, there's hiddens there isn't, Never before, was there, some-one, who drunk again, or was, using, after an addiction. Jolly have, to pay, some attention. Her Royal Highness, The Queen-Princess, Luciane Sandruna.

Please, under-stand it, before I've, to kill my-self, when Rian kills herself, is as well Royal Highness, the Queen-Princess Luciane Sandrina dead. Strange right, how is, that possible?? What-ever, the girl, with a lot of success, the girl who is an extreme fighter, that never knew, she's a real Princess, that lead, a normal life, that's the one, that remembers. Count, in that it's an extreme bastard, that I'm extremely strong, & I'm having, a gift. Her Royal Highness (nowadays Rian knows ) The Queen-Princess, Luciane Sandrina.

There doesn't, change a thing. It looks, like jolly, still don't under-stand. Count in, that's an extremely dirty bastard. I remember, it when I'm Rian. Rian, is the girl, with all the success. I just, wanted, to make clear, that jolly's favorite thing, in the whole wide world, remembers it. I'm unbelievably rethought/ suspicious, because of that jolly, aren't honest, to me, the whole time (I'm tortured, for, I think, all planets, 96.000 billion, filled with papers of sixes). Six, is the number, of the devil. He's always, calling me devil, right? I'm incredibly strong, but now I'm so, tired of being here. I really, really, want to go home, as soon as possible. Change some-thing, in my, looks, as soon, as possible. I remember it, when I'm: - abused - tortured - on bed, for many many years - neglected - disabled - blogging - making parties, - making Disney - making, the most beautiful , cruise-ships, I've ever, seen - making...

I want, jolly, to know, that I'm@Emergis (or some-thing, like that). I've been, a week, in the hospital. I think, that, (I know, for sure), the dirty dirty, bastard abused me. I dissociated, at that, moment. In the emergency room, he abused, me again. They told, me, I had, a kidney-inflammation. Hmmhmm, sure right, really not. That's strange, I only, had, a couple of hours,  pain @my left kidney. He probably, had kicked, me there. I think, he's extremely, mad, because of "the biggest, criminal conspiracy, of all, times". Now, he really, has, to pay, some attention. I think, I'm gonna, kill him.  I'm still, thinking, I'm called, Rianne Sandrina Visser "Linda Oosterling" (Nair/ Niks/ Nothing/ Raise/ Ausstand), "born" 15-01-1983, I'm begging, jolly, to finally under-stand,  that I'm ONLY, remembering this.  I never, met a more dirtier bastard, in my entire life. He's totally, aware, of the fact, that I'm pregnant,...