<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696</id><updated>2011-09-25T22:08:27.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Dangerous</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-8619449663462539284</id><published>2011-07-12T17:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T17:17:16.788-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimientos ocultos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Caía la lluvia sin cesar, pero poco a él le importaba ya que caminaba, con su cabello negro al descubierto, bajo aquella lluvia invernal, yendo hacia ella, aquella chica que lo observaba,&amp;nbsp;esperándolo&amp;nbsp;expectante con su brillante pelo al viento aunque trataba en vano de refugiarse bajo el techo que le proporcionaba el edificio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ella le sonreía, se volvía loca cuando lo veía, su mente deliraba de alegría y sólo&amp;nbsp;quería&amp;nbsp;disfrutar del momento, de ese &lt;b&gt;amor correspondido pero complicado&lt;/b&gt;. Pero él no lo sabía. Lo único que sabía era que &lt;b&gt;tenía que elegir&lt;/b&gt; entre su novia y su nuevo amor... y siempre &lt;b&gt;lo invadía la indecisión, la desesperación y la presión&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Él le sonrió también mientras procuraba que la vista de su novia no los encontrara, aprovechó y se le acercó acariciándole el rostro y demostrándole su afecto con ese pequeño gesto aunque quería decírselo en palabras porque ya había elegido. Pero el tiempo les jugó en contra y tocó el timbre de salida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Del aula salió ella, su futura ex novia, buscándolo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Fue un momento incómodo, se reunieron los tres, se saludaron como amigos y se fueron de la institución escolar, ella en dirección opuesta a la pareja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ella había notado que él quería decirle algo pero notó también &lt;b&gt;su&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;cobardía y su miedo&lt;/b&gt; ante su novia. &lt;b&gt;Se había ilusionado&lt;/b&gt; con ese esperado e importante&lt;b&gt; "te quiero"&lt;/b&gt; pero no lo había hecho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ella se dio vuelta para observar a su amor y este la estaba mirando. Se sonrieron como&lt;b&gt; cómplices de ese amor que sentían&lt;/b&gt;, pasional y secreto. Y ella le&lt;b&gt; leyó los labios&lt;/b&gt; que pronunciaban un:&lt;b&gt; Te quiero a ti.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Y se fue con la sensación de que &lt;b&gt;comenzaba una nueva y mejor etapa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-8619449663462539284?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8619449663462539284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8619449663462539284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/07/sentimientos-ocultos.html' title='Sentimientos ocultos'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6270943254134706687</id><published>2011-07-09T22:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T22:45:28.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dF_Iip5syyY/ThkBQJZw9bI/AAAAAAAAASo/72Hwfsf0nT8/s1600/226633_2053355580595_1445722256_32386226_6639282_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dF_Iip5syyY/ThkBQJZw9bI/AAAAAAAAASo/72Hwfsf0nT8/s320/226633_2053355580595_1445722256_32386226_6639282_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Como explicarle a las personas que me rodean cuan importantes son. Como explicarles que no importa que me agredan a mi, pero que una simple &lt;strike&gt;maldita&lt;/strike&gt; palabra que los lastime es una&amp;nbsp;provocación&amp;nbsp;directa y sin&amp;nbsp;miramientos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Como explicarle a esas &lt;strike&gt;mierdas de&lt;/strike&gt; &amp;nbsp;personas que intentan lastimarlos que cada cosa que hagan y digan les&amp;nbsp;volverá&amp;nbsp;con el tiempo. Y que me encargare de que&amp;nbsp;así&amp;nbsp;sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Como explicarle a esas personas que no dejare que lastimen a mis seres queridos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Como explicar que las quiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Como demostrarlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Como decir que son demasiado importantes y que forman parte de mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;No encuentro otras palabras que&amp;nbsp;reúnan&amp;nbsp;todo lo que siento:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERMANAS DEL ALMA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;SOMOS INSEPARABLES. HOY Y SIEMPRE.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6270943254134706687?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6270943254134706687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6270943254134706687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/07/como-explicarle-las-personas-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dF_Iip5syyY/ThkBQJZw9bI/AAAAAAAAASo/72Hwfsf0nT8/s72-c/226633_2053355580595_1445722256_32386226_6639282_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-8892989174475647439</id><published>2011-06-28T19:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T19:45:52.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZLYy6K_IyM/TgpX-7fyTbI/AAAAAAAAARw/4_7eiZkw1ng/s1600/SANY2212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZLYy6K_IyM/TgpX-7fyTbI/AAAAAAAAARw/4_7eiZkw1ng/s400/SANY2212.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tan cerca de la verdad, de sentir todo eso que tanto anhele. Tan cerca de vos y tu piel. Tan cerca de atravesar limites inimaginables, tan cerca de temblar por tus besos, tan cerca de vibrar en tus brazos, tan cerca de arder en tus ojos...Todo eso esta tan cerca que no lo creo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-8892989174475647439?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8892989174475647439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8892989174475647439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/tan-cerca-de-la-verdad-de-sentir-todo.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZLYy6K_IyM/TgpX-7fyTbI/AAAAAAAAARw/4_7eiZkw1ng/s72-c/SANY2212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-374476738561020120</id><published>2011-06-24T23:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T23:11:08.704-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Hoy desee que las&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;estrellas fugaces&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;me escucharan, desee con todas mis fuerzas que te llevaran mi mayor deseo, mi mayor anhelo:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;"No quiero estar sola esta noche sabiendo que puedo estar con vos. Quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt; sentir la gloria&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;con vos. Aunque cambias&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;de pensamiento constantemente y razonas más por mí que por ti mismo, con intenciones de cuidarme,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;déjame&amp;nbsp;decidir y&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;déjame&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;equivocarme.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;No necesito tanto de tus cuidados.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Te necesito a ti, en tu mejor versión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Se lo que quiero y lo que busco, quiero dejar los juegos que mantengo con vos. O quiero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;pasar al siguiente nivel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;No creo que lo sepas pero quiero elegir que quiero perder o resignar por ti. Y lo que quiero a cambio de ti.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Quiero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;romance&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; las preguntas tontas, el&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;histeriqueo, quiero&amp;nbsp;reírme&amp;nbsp;y poder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;robarte muchas sonrisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;, hacerte llorar de la risa, quiero que dejes que tome el control, quiero que&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;confíes&amp;nbsp;en mí y te dejes llevar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;. Quiero que te arriesgues, que me des una oportunidad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Que volemos juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Quiero hacerte saber cuan toxico sos, cuan perjudicial sos para mi salud. Quiero contarte como tu perfume me vuelve loca, quiero que sepas que tu histeria me fascina. Se esta haciendo tarde y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt; no quiero esperar más&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;de lo que ya espere. Quiero que sepas que envenenas mis ojos cuando me miras y que me&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;hierves&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;la sangre cuando me tocas. Eres el que derrite mi ser cuando me besas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Quiero quedarme en la oscuridad contigo para que sepas que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;no tengo miedos si estoy contigo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Quiero llorar y que seas tu el que me consuele. Quiero demostrarte que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;puedo ser valiente y vulnerable a la vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;, que te necesito y me necesitas.&amp;nbsp;Quiero ser la primera. Quiero que observes como&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;lucho por ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;porque se que tengo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;unas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;malditas perras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; pretendiendo tener algo con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; que competir. Quiero que veas que no me rindo, que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;por ti todo lo vale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Quiero que veas cuanto doy y que cosas hago por ti. Quiero que sepas que no soy&amp;nbsp;fácil, que algunos no pueden conmigo y otros me tienen miedo. Pero ellos son solo cobardes. Quiero que veas que puedo manejar este circo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Quiero mostrarte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;quién soy y cómo soy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;realmente, mostrarte quién es Agustina en su realidad más cotidiana, en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;mi mejor versión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Quiero que conozcas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;mis defectos y virtudes, mis sombras y mis luces, mi cuerpo no recorrido por tus labios.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Y poder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;conocerte a ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;en la mayor profundidad posible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Quiero enamorar tu alma. Quiero enamorar tu corazón. Quiero enamorar a tu ser.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Quiero enamorarte a ti. Déjame hacerlo, sólo tenés que darme una chance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-374476738561020120?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/374476738561020120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/374476738561020120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/quiero.html' title='Quiero'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-835770643362678228</id><published>2011-06-24T17:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T17:21:48.667-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Is just another word I never learned to pronounce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-835770643362678228?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/835770643362678228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/835770643362678228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/l-o-v-e-is-just-another-word-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-3917508589347899598</id><published>2011-06-23T18:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T18:28:24.248-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2z_Z6dVzSI4/TgOt9aLv-6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/cnhX-lrQRTk/s1600/SANY0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2z_Z6dVzSI4/TgOt9aLv-6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/cnhX-lrQRTk/s400/SANY0037.JPG" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;puedo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;descifrar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;código&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"&gt; guarda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;La &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;clave&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;está&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;dentro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;ti,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;amor es mi&amp;nbsp;redención&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-3917508589347899598?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3917508589347899598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3917508589347899598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-puedo-descifrar-el-codigo-que-guarda.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2z_Z6dVzSI4/TgOt9aLv-6I/AAAAAAAAAQA/cnhX-lrQRTk/s72-c/SANY0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-2836480985868586737</id><published>2011-06-22T17:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T17:01:51.971-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;La ausencia del calor del sol se hacía sentir sobre mi piel, el cruel viento rasgaba mi rostro&amp;nbsp;transformándolo mientras &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;me encontraba&amp;nbsp;en un desierto lleno de sombras &lt;/span&gt;sin importancia. La rudeza del clima era más cruel de lo que pensaba. La lluvia bañaba mis impurezas, caía sin cesar como si los ángeles lloraran por siempre. Pero el agua &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;no cesaba mi sed por ti &lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;la distancia acrecentaba mis dolencias&lt;/span&gt;. Era triste la distancia que nos separaba. Te extrañaba con dolor sabiendo que sufrías lo mismo, o&amp;nbsp;engañándome&amp;nbsp;pensando en que así sería. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Tenía esperanzas&lt;/span&gt;, en ese día lluvioso, encontrarte por la calle para decirte todo lo que sentía por vos, pensaba en la tarde nublada, mi casa y mi cama &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;abandonadas por el calor de tu cuerpo&lt;/span&gt; y yo, con la ambición de tener tu ser cerca mío.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Y te encontré.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;En un océano de sombras poco importantes, de seres innecesarios en mi vida. Te encontré con &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;tu mirada cálida y penetrante&lt;/span&gt; que tanto me hacía temblar. Te acercaste lentamente hacia mi con&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;tu caminata, especial y única&lt;/span&gt;, arrasando con lo que te rodeaba sin intención. Me sujetaste de la cintura y&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; tu beso&lt;/span&gt; fue tan avasallante que me un gran escalofrío recorrió mi cuerpo de pies a cabeza y notaste el temblor en mi, soltándome y &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;mirando hacia mi interior &lt;/span&gt;a través de mis ojos, que con su mayor calidez demostraron &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;cuanto te quería.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Y&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; tu amor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;rozó límites no imaginados&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;complementándose&amp;nbsp;con mi amor. Y nuestro amor contenido desde hacía días acabó con nuestros dolores y formó un &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;siempre juntos&lt;/span&gt; con un beso que demostró todo lo que sentíamos en el corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Y nunca más nos perdimos entre las sombras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-2836480985868586737?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/2836480985868586737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/2836480985868586737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/la-ausencia-del-calor-del-sol-se-hacia.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1652378232436975349</id><published>2011-06-22T14:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T14:10:18.374-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xf1pXl6POPo/TgIhXjPzA6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/Y_0xmMNdPT4/s1600/SANY3949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xf1pXl6POPo/TgIhXjPzA6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/Y_0xmMNdPT4/s400/SANY3949.JPG" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Tú&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;serás&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;cielo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;jamás&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;podré&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;tocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1652378232436975349?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1652378232436975349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1652378232436975349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/tu-seras-el-cielo-que-jamas-podre-tocar.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xf1pXl6POPo/TgIhXjPzA6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/Y_0xmMNdPT4/s72-c/SANY3949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6358984190360956798</id><published>2011-06-21T19:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T19:05:06.526-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Suivre vers l'avant il était mon destin. Suivre sans surveiller en arrière. Mon destin guidait ne pas me tomber dans ton piège récemment mais à un certain moment je me suis dévié du chemin et je t'ai récemment trouvé et suis tombé à nouveau en toi.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dans ton amour. ET j'ai commis l'erreur de surveiller en arrière. ET j'ai vu tout ce qui avait arrivé entre nous deux, j'ai vu l'amour, la romance, le mensonge et la trahison en fleurissant. Je n'ai pas voulu surveiller à nouveau par crainte à voir un peu plus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mais tu me recueillais à nouveau avec tes vers, tes poèmes et chansons d'amour, tes regards perçants qui me faisaient trembler et ta voix lisse qui soupirait des mensonges à mes auditions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ET regrettablement, j'ai cru à nouveau en toi. Je m'ai perdue à nouveau dans tes mensonges et dans ton jeu mortel d'amour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6358984190360956798?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6358984190360956798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6358984190360956798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/suivre-vers-lavant-il-etait-mon-destin.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6030679677886981111</id><published>2011-06-10T17:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T17:37:21.362-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Reí conmigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv8oD74oeLI/TfJ_3ZRb1CI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KKMzvIZjxw4/s1600/angelina+jolie+vogue+america+american+us+usa+issue+december+november+2010+fall+winter+2011+magazine+feature+spread+editorial+interview+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv8oD74oeLI/TfJ_3ZRb1CI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KKMzvIZjxw4/s400/angelina+jolie+vogue+america+american+us+usa+issue+december+november+2010+fall+winter+2011+magazine+feature+spread+editorial+interview+2.jpg" t8="true" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reirse de uno mismo nos hace libres.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6030679677886981111?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6030679677886981111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6030679677886981111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/rei-conmigo.html' title='Reí conmigo'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv8oD74oeLI/TfJ_3ZRb1CI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KKMzvIZjxw4/s72-c/angelina+jolie+vogue+america+american+us+usa+issue+december+november+2010+fall+winter+2011+magazine+feature+spread+editorial+interview+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1010710442757710752</id><published>2011-06-05T00:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T17:32:00.569-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Vivo en mundo de hombres, un mundo donde la mujer todavía lucha por obtener un lugar valorado en la sociedad. Un mundo donde nos prohiben ser quienes queremos ser, ser quien creemos que debemos ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nos prohiben las miradas, las sonrisas, el coqueteo, nuestro histeriqueo tan particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nos prohiben el llanto y la risa, nuestra sensibilidad, nuestros sentidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nos prohiben el expresar nuestras ideas y nuestras creencias, el pensar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nos prohiben el fantasear, el soñar, el imaginar, el inventar,&amp;nbsp;el querer cumplir los imposibles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nos prohiben esconder pretendiendo que develemos nuestros peores&amp;nbsp;secretos y nuestro frondoso pasado&amp;nbsp;para luego juzgarnos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nos prohiben el espiritu de ser libres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Nos prohiben el alma, el corazón, el ser nosotras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1010710442757710752?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1010710442757710752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1010710442757710752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/vivo-en-mundo-de-hombres-un-mundo-donde.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7437126670188168435</id><published>2011-06-03T17:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T17:48:56.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Somos cómplices los dos al menos se que huyo porque amo. No busques mas pretextos siempre seremos prófugos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7437126670188168435?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7437126670188168435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7437126670188168435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/somos-complices-los-dos-al-menos-se-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7432138120980557376</id><published>2011-06-03T17:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T17:38:27.129-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Muerdo el anzuelo y vuelvo a empezar de nuevo cada vez, el problema es otra vez, la situación, cada vez peor del corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7432138120980557376?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7432138120980557376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7432138120980557376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/muerdo-el-anzuelo-y-vuelvo-empezar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7591013510021584467</id><published>2011-06-03T17:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T17:37:05.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tiempo al tiempo, esa idea condena mientras tu venganza me alcanza&amp;nbsp;y das justo en mi pecho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7591013510021584467?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7591013510021584467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7591013510021584467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/06/tiempo-al-tiempo-esa-idea-condena.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-5010888489472323116</id><published>2011-05-31T22:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T22:35:08.978-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Recuerdos. (Sólo un impasse)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;El corazón no obedece a la razón. Por más lágrimas que caigan, las mismas se secarán. Así que no te preocupes por la tormenta que atravesas, sólo espera a que el sol salga y te proporcione claridad. Pero antes te dará miedo cada amanecer, sabiendo que podrías sufrir un poco más. Rogarás diciendo que es suficiente, intentando resistir a una crudeza de la vida. Sentirás que te acecha la soledad, sentirás en carne viva la desesperanza. Querrás saber que vendrá. Si un nuevo comienzo se acercará o si así&amp;nbsp;siempre seguirá. Querrás saber si es eterno, si habrá una cura para las heridas que día a día&amp;nbsp;soporta tu corazón. Pero ninguna de esas preguntas se responderán de inmediato, las respuestas llegarán con el tiempo. Dudarás en seguir luchando, pensarás en la rendición. Sentirás que cada latido duele más que el anterior. Pero nada importará, pelearás porque no estás sola y hay esperanza en ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-5010888489472323116?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5010888489472323116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5010888489472323116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/recuerdos-solo-un-impasse.html' title='Recuerdos. (Sólo un impasse)'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-3215143204866228598</id><published>2011-05-30T17:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:00:25.738-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610418932371047522" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_jCG2_oLDc/Tdw2SzEaRGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/7mkNfWru8Pw/s400/B.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 400px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 222px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu histeria provoca un colapso en mis nervios&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Vamos, nene no tengas mas miedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Te miro de reojo y no me ves. Pienso que no existo, que &lt;strong&gt;soy invisible para ti, &lt;/strong&gt;eso ya lo se. Acepto que, tal vez, un poco obsesionada esté. Pero más&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; amor, en mi corazón&lt;/span&gt; hay, sólo que se funde con mi casi inexistente razón, nublada por tu asombroso poder para mentirme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Trato de sonreirte, con nulo éxito y pienso en qué hago mal. Pero no soy yo, en realidad &lt;strong&gt;no siempre es mi culpa&lt;/strong&gt; como vos ansias que yo crea. A veces, &lt;strong&gt;vos también te equivocas&lt;/strong&gt; y nadie te juzga por lo que haces mal. Ni te señalan como a mi y dicen al pasar: &lt;strong&gt;"Ahi va, la tonta&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; enamorada, la que entrega su corazón&lt;/span&gt; por una sonrisa y una mirada"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Pero mi error no es enamorarme, mi error es quererte a ti. &lt;strong&gt;Tú eres mi error. &lt;/strong&gt;Justo alguien que nunca se fijaría en mi; tú que&lt;strong&gt; vives en un mundo paralelo&lt;/strong&gt;, en uno lleno de sueños e ilusiones imposibles, un mundo donde tú eres invencible, donde tú eres amo de los corazones que te rodean; &lt;strong&gt;un mundo inexistente como tu amor&lt;/strong&gt;. Tú careces de amor y &lt;strong&gt;solamente juegas&lt;/strong&gt;. Pero yo no quiero perder la razón por tus juegos. Yo te digo que no, que me salgo de tus mentiras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Que tú &lt;strong&gt;no eres invencible&lt;/strong&gt;, que tú careces de lo más importante, que tú &lt;strong&gt;no sabes amar&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Que me juzguen si quieren los demás, que prefiero ser "la tonta enamorada" a ser una roca envuelta en mis propios engaños y mentiras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Porque yo no quiero ser tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-3215143204866228598?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3215143204866228598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3215143204866228598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/tu-histeria-provoca-un-colpaso-en-mis.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_jCG2_oLDc/Tdw2SzEaRGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/7mkNfWru8Pw/s72-c/B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-551941875331824891</id><published>2011-05-30T16:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T16:23:54.513-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lMtb7BBKTaA/TePubpMN24I/AAAAAAAAAMA/4WiWRI4vY-U/s1600/EMMA+JONSSON+DYSELL+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lMtb7BBKTaA/TePubpMN24I/AAAAAAAAAMA/4WiWRI4vY-U/s400/EMMA+JONSSON+DYSELL+004.jpg" t8="true" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;DON'T ASK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-551941875331824891?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/551941875331824891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/551941875331824891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lMtb7BBKTaA/TePubpMN24I/AAAAAAAAAMA/4WiWRI4vY-U/s72-c/EMMA+JONSSON+DYSELL+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1382744299639035043</id><published>2011-05-30T16:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T16:18:48.871-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jyYkAolrPcA/TePs7AhlcOI/AAAAAAAAALo/_QZdZOd_X1k/s1600/1.bmp" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jyYkAolrPcA/TePs7AhlcOI/AAAAAAAAALo/_QZdZOd_X1k/s400/1.bmp" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1382744299639035043?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1382744299639035043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1382744299639035043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jyYkAolrPcA/TePs7AhlcOI/AAAAAAAAALo/_QZdZOd_X1k/s72-c/1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-4602474557521498588</id><published>2011-05-29T15:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T15:43:29.679-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1073" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;Nobody&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1074" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;said&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1075" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1076" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;would be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1077" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_4utehj="1078" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;, nobody&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1079" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;said that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1080" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1081" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;would be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1082" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_4utehj="1083" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1084" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1085" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;nobody ever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1086" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;told me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1087" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;that the combination of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1088" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;live and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1089" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1090" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;would be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1091" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_4utehj="1092" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-4602474557521498588?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4602474557521498588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4602474557521498588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/nobody-said-life-would-be-easy-nobody.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-661332012689749497</id><published>2011-05-29T15:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T15:25:10.603-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; IN MY WAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-661332012689749497?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/661332012689749497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/661332012689749497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/b-e-u-t-i-f-u-l-in-my-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-4868887829632797666</id><published>2011-05-29T02:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T02:26:44.069-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o9rMfJAH7DY/TeHX2iJRebI/AAAAAAAAAKk/YH8xQpLznUo/s1600/LoveDrug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o9rMfJAH7DY/TeHX2iJRebI/AAAAAAAAAKk/YH8xQpLznUo/s400/LoveDrug.jpg" t8="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; IS A DRUG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-4868887829632797666?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4868887829632797666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4868887829632797666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/your-love-is-drug.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o9rMfJAH7DY/TeHX2iJRebI/AAAAAAAAAKk/YH8xQpLznUo/s72-c/LoveDrug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-3311686782380530636</id><published>2011-05-29T02:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T15:23:00.737-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoy. Ya no creo mas en nadie. No creo en religiones, ni ideologias baratas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Mi unica ideologia es ser yo misma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Es creer en mi, es ser quien quiero ser. Es poder tomar la libertad y convertirla en una forma de vida. Es decidir quien soy y quien debo ser segun mis propias&amp;nbsp;ideologias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Es no tomar en cuenta mi cabeza, mi cerebro ni ninguno de mis cinco sentidos. Es tomar en cuenta aquel que tantas veces olvido, mi sexto sentido: mi corazon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Aquel que siempre intuye cuando estoy haciendo algo mal, aquel que esta siempre y me guia de la forma mas pura y humana posible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hoy creo en mi &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;corazon&lt;/span&gt;, en mi &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;alma&lt;/span&gt;, en mi &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;espiritu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hoy estoy &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;creyendo en mi misma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-3311686782380530636?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3311686782380530636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3311686782380530636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/hoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-5969231196845541868</id><published>2011-05-29T02:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T02:10:23.155-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cada dia que pasa la eternidad se vuelve mas infinita para mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tu sigues estando lejos y pareciera que la distancia entre nosotros comenzara a acrecentarse. Pensar que fui una nena cuando me enamore de ti! Que pase toda mi etapa de pendeja sin cagarte, intentando no lastimarte, intentando serte fiel... y lo consegui, aunque vos creas lo contrario. Y ahora que soy una mujer o estoy mas cerca de serlo, no queres estar conmigo, pareciera que&amp;nbsp;se te escapo el amor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;No creo que el amor se escape, asi como mi mente se escapa en las horas de matematica, para pensar en el amor de mi vida. La verdad no te creo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;No creo que tampoco que hayas dejado de quererme, si sigo sabiendo que me seguis buscando como aquel primer dia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;No creo en nada de eso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Creo en el miedo. En tu miedo. En ese terror que tenes de ser menos,&amp;nbsp;de no ser suficiente. Creo en tu baja autoestima, tu orgullo y tu ego. Y mas que nada creo en que no queres perder. Antes te encantaba ganarme y tener la razon. Y yo te dejaba, sabiendo de tus errores, porque veia cuan feliz te ponias, porque tu felicidad era mi felicidad. Pero eso era antes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Cuando yo no sabia que era el amor, no sabia que era la vida, tu me enseñaste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tu fuiste mi maestro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Y en ese tiempo t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;u no quisiste aprender nada de lo que yo sabia. Ahora que en secreto mueres por aprender algo de mi pero tu ego no te lo permite, ya no me tienes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tu amor no se escapo, solo finges. Finges porque sabes que hoy se mas que vos, que te supere en materia del amor, que hoy tu experiencia no es suficiente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Que hoy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; creci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Hoy me converti en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;mujer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Y tu sigues donde te deje,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;siendo un&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;pendejo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Por eso, nene, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;es tiempo de que sepas que el alumno supero al maestro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-5969231196845541868?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5969231196845541868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5969231196845541868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/cada-dia-que-pasa-la-eternidad-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6424314158154829279</id><published>2011-05-28T17:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T17:38:01.891-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ella. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Que dice ser tu amiga, al menos se hace llamar asi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Te rodea con sus brazos, te abraza y te acaricia. Te brinda su calor, con sus brazos, con su cuerpo. Y yo la miro sabiendo que es tu amiga. La dejo, no voy a alimentar su ego. No la separas. No te importa lo que hace. Acaricia suavemente con las yemas de los dedos tu pelo. Lo disfruta, mirandome. Vos no te negas. No le prestas atencion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Te besa. Sí, te besa, en la comisura de los labios. Te besa, mirandome, esta&amp;nbsp;vez, ella alimentando mi furia, mi ira.&amp;nbsp;Provocandome, pero la dejo por que crees que ella es tu amiga. Vos no tomas la iniciativa de devolver las gentilezas. Hasta pareciera que te molesta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Aceptas todo lo que hace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ella sigue provocandote, se hace llamar tu amiga. Sigue provocandome con la mirada. Llena de pasion y odio intentandome dar una cachetada al corazon. No lo logra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tu mirada es lo unico&amp;nbsp;que ella no ve. Vos me estas mirando a mi. Y solamente a mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Segui soñando, seras su amiga, pero nunca llegaras a ser su amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6424314158154829279?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6424314158154829279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6424314158154829279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/ella.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7837199464451070099</id><published>2011-05-28T17:06:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:33:01.289-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3562" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3563" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3564" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;blind,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3565" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;deaf and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3566" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3567" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3568" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;is not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3569" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_nk4rir="3570" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3571" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;Hiding&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3572" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;lurks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3573" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;like a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3574" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;ghost&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3575" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3576" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_nk4rir="3577" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3578" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3579" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3580" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br closure_uid_nk4rir="3618" /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3581" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3582" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;comes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3583" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;without sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_nk4rir="3584" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3585" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;Generally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_nk4rir="3586" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3587" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;you do not hear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3588" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3589" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3590" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_nk4rir="3591" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3592" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3593" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3594" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br closure_uid_nk4rir="3619" /&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3595" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3596" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;does not understand the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3597" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_nk4rir="3598" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3599" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;Do not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3600" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;listen to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3601" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3602" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;brains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_nk4rir="3603" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3604" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3605" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3606" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_nk4rir="3607" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3608" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3609" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3610" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;hearts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3611" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;do not tell us&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3612" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;your arrival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_nk4rir="3613" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3614" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3615" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" closure_uid_nk4rir="3616" title="Haz clic para obtener otras posibles traducciones"&gt;ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And for all that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;BECAUSE &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; KILLS SLOWLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7837199464451070099?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7837199464451070099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7837199464451070099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/love-is-blind-deaf-and-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-3550880064306845371</id><published>2011-05-28T03:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T03:07:42.473-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJbM1jWBNb4/TeCOoQA39gI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/n1WcoLJBxz0/s1600/It-Is-Time-For-A-Love-Revolution-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJbM1jWBNb4/TeCOoQA39gI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/n1WcoLJBxz0/s320/It-Is-Time-For-A-Love-Revolution-7.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6247654099562390148?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6247654099562390148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6247654099562390148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJbM1jWBNb4/TeCOoQA39gI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/n1WcoLJBxz0/s72-c/It-Is-Time-For-A-Love-Revolution-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-3875745465478862683</id><published>2011-05-28T00:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T00:44:28.531-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51sYV8JjalI/TeBvY3KUfMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/c0MErshvluw/s1600/B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611607608618417346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51sYV8JjalI/TeBvY3KUfMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/c0MErshvluw/s400/B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Te sueño todos los dias y noches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Despierta o dormida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Y te pierdo en todo momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-3875745465478862683?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3875745465478862683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3875745465478862683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/te-sueno-todos-los-dias-y-noches.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51sYV8JjalI/TeBvY3KUfMI/AAAAAAAAAJM/c0MErshvluw/s72-c/B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-5302051634162429299</id><published>2011-05-28T00:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T00:31:49.689-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me di vuelta sin querer, dirigí mi mirada sin destino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hacia al horizonte y te encontré. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mirándome a mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tus ojos, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;el fuego entre nosotros&lt;/span&gt;, mis ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me quemaba, me ardía, me sofocaba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Una eternidad pasó entre los dos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;miles de personas que caminaban alrededor nuestro se detuvieron y desaparecieron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sólo estabas vos, sólo estaba yo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-5302051634162429299?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5302051634162429299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5302051634162429299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/me-di-vuelta-sin-querer-dirigi-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-2519942092589772613</id><published>2011-05-27T23:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T23:45:12.719-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te miré. De reojo. Sin quererlo. Avergonzada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me intimidaba la idea de que te dieras cuenta que te miraba,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pero quería, en cierta parte, que sucediera. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No quería comprender cuanto mal provocabas, ni cuanto mal me ibas a hacer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Caía en tu trampa&lt;/span&gt; una y otra vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seguiste en tu mundo, sin verme.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sin intenciones de saber que te miraba.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me sentí inquieta, equivocada. Sabía que mi error existía. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incluso sabía cuál era. Pero no quería reconocerlo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No quería ver &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;la verdad de mi realidad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No quería ver que no estarías conmigo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No quería ver como desplegabas &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tus armas, tus mentiras, tus engaños&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No quería ver como &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;me envolvías en tu juego&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No quería ver cuan duro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sería mi futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-2519942092589772613?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/2519942092589772613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/2519942092589772613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/05/te-mire.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-4350397457648852426</id><published>2011-02-23T13:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T13:54:17.065-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;How can I said this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's insanity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's insanity think like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No!Only I am the voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The voice of all broken hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who never thought that it would never come?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who thought that it would never get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who never thought that you would never see it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is just like I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is just a suffering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is just a dream that everybody needs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love love love, what is love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desilussion, pain, a hole in the chest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can I pass this? I'm not good for forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please tell me How could you did this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-4350397457648852426?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4350397457648852426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4350397457648852426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n12.html' title='Cancion Nº12'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-4041944141809084114</id><published>2011-02-23T12:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T12:41:56.266-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A long way from home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next step, next stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both worlds are colliding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a fight without end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A long way from love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next mistake, the next is that I'm wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two souls walkin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the road to hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not a coincidence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your ignorance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our romance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where are you when i need you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just counting the stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found you missin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kisses from the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In front to the sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rain fall down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-4041944141809084114?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4041944141809084114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4041944141809084114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n11.html' title='Cancion Nº11'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-576287459942122290</id><published>2011-02-23T12:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T12:27:41.655-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm a runaway of your dreams because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a wild that you don't needs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a fighter who shakes your world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I do, and you don't have choice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just searching the fortune and fame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you know the life is a fucking game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a mad rocker style&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even I look a little bit damn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a nightmare where you scream because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm worse than you believes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a girl who likes get boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And used them like if they were toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My poor heart wants revenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because he can't understand this end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a bad girl who waits survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking the stars at the midnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sexual bomb who loves the rock'n roll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that you like my show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a criminal in the jungle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lying to the destiny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a prisioner in the freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking to the eternity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-576287459942122290?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/576287459942122290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/576287459942122290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n10.html' title='Cancion Nº10'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7432760223039064887</id><published>2011-02-23T10:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:56:04.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Move away of the fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That can suffocate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Move away of the evil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That can hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So close of the darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That can hug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So close of the damn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That can sacrifice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a waste of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other disappointment for the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So away of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So away of your love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so close of the loneliness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far and so close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7432760223039064887?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7432760223039064887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7432760223039064887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n9.html' title='Cancion Nº9'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-8981256364598212616</id><published>2011-02-18T18:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:33:00.908-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I miss you in the nightfall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the moon isn't  in the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you in the breaking dawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the birds sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you in the grey days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the sun hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you in the rainy days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I remember you, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember your spirit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And your sweet whisper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember your kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the taste of your essence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember how you touched me, how you caressed me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember how you loved me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-8981256364598212616?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8981256364598212616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8981256364598212616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n8.html' title='Cancion Nº8'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-8161126530138861412</id><published>2011-02-18T18:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:27:13.316-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº7</title><content type='html'>A los t satellite&lt;div&gt;A disaster of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A future faded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A broken heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna see you again, babe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this is insane, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have to be a crazy, I will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have to be a imprudent, I will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have to be a stupid, I will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A detonated bomb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The calm before the storm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time stops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the hiding place of the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna see you again, babe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this is insane, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if it's my imagination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if it's a hallucination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if I were to die for it, I will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have to be a crazy, I will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have to be a imprudent, I will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have to be a stupid, I will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-8161126530138861412?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8161126530138861412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8161126530138861412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n7.html' title='Cancion Nº7'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-296533006912609721</id><published>2011-02-18T18:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:16:51.219-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Libres vamos volando por el cielo&lt;div&gt;Yendo sin rumbo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viajando cerca del suelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Transformando nuestro mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En la noche tu luz me guía&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y tus ojos el camino iluminan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viajando por el aire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junto a ti, todo es puro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antes de ti estaba inestable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lo estaba todo mi mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se que en ti puedo confiar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya nada nos puede separar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tus ojos reflejan tu interior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Necesito que fluyas en mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abren las puertas de tu corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quiero volar contigo hasta el fin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-296533006912609721?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/296533006912609721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/296533006912609721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/libres-vamos-volando-por-el-cielo-yendo.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-9015685367005051700</id><published>2011-02-18T18:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:12:43.951-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº6</title><content type='html'>Soy la roca que te apoya&lt;div&gt;Soy la que te ayuda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En cada lucha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero vos no estas, amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando mas lo necesita mi corazon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siento un desastre en mi interior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y observo como todo se derrumbo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me dejaste abandonada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y ya no puedo hacer nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En mi cabeza, tus gritos resuenan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tus golpes aun me pesan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me siento desfallecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me siento caer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde un abismo que no se&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A que altura este&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No quiero hablar, no tengo mas ganas de luchar, no mas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No quiero sentir, ya no quiero volver a amar asi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-9015685367005051700?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/9015685367005051700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/9015685367005051700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n6.html' title='Cancion Nº6'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6603632874919185409</id><published>2011-02-18T17:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:00:44.744-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº5</title><content type='html'>Lucho contra la chica en mi interior&lt;div&gt;Que me hunde en un mar inmenso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peleo contra la chica en mi exterior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que rendida, muere por el dolor tan intenso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y sigo perdida en el intento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De salir de este cuento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donde por las noches yo te encuentro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gritando de dolor, a tus pies me voy rindiendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gritando de dolor, me voy perdiendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dos caras, la misma moneda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tan alejadas y juntas de la misma manera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soy tan prisionera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De este amor, esclava soy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quisiera poder decirte adiós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ojala fuera tan fácil dejarte atrás, amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6603632874919185409?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6603632874919185409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6603632874919185409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n5.html' title='Cancion Nº5'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-382130050057805710</id><published>2011-02-18T16:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T17:53:20.934-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº4</title><content type='html'>Me perdí en el tiempo&lt;div&gt;Me quede queriendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un amor que no entiendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya no encuentro mi cabeza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La perdí pensando en ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Es que encontré una sola certeza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No entiendo porque no estas aquí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si tu no estas aquí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nada tiene sentido para mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si tu no estas aquí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No encuentro los motivos para seguir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Es que contigo yo soy quien soy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y es que sin ti me perdí yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A misma, no me encuentro hoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Es que contigo soy quien debo ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y es que sin ti yo se que va a doler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A misma, no me quiero perder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-382130050057805710?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/382130050057805710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/382130050057805710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n4.html' title='Cancion Nº4'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7144913160130832882</id><published>2011-02-18T16:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:53:59.810-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº3</title><content type='html'>My tears are coming&lt;div&gt;The night is falling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't see the truth when is dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please take me to the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wind bring me back again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The perfum of the flowers is in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look at the stars I want to see you tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like freedom smells the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around the sun turns the Earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a smile in your face, Yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look to outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can see other sides of my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can see the love around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7144913160130832882?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7144913160130832882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7144913160130832882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n3_18.html' title='Cancion Nº3'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-5143073421942932811</id><published>2011-02-18T16:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:34:13.667-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Canción Nº3</title><content type='html'>Un ángel en el cielo&lt;div&gt;Dibuja cuanto te anhelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La necesidad de tu cariño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se convierte en peligro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El silencio de mi cuerpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Va desapareciendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En las noches pierdo el control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y también la razón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te veo y soy incapaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me escondo en la oscuridad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No lo puedo enfrentar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No puedo escapar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque soy tu sombra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El fantasma que te acosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El sonido que propaga tu corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y si te quiero por que no me atrevo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y si te anhelo por que tengo miedo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-5143073421942932811?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5143073421942932811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5143073421942932811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n3.html' title='Canción Nº3'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7203135717787870618</id><published>2011-02-18T16:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:29:21.574-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº2</title><content type='html'>Somos prófugos de un destino&lt;div&gt;Destino ficticio y destructivo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El engaño y la negación&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desatan la desesperación&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuestro amor es un fruto prohibido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuestro amor es clandestino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La angustia y el dolor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intentaron quebrarnos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La separación, nos acumula error tras error&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muchas barreras son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obstáculos en nuestro camino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De muchas maneras intentaron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cambiar nuestro destino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somos como Romeo y Julieta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se empeñan en que nuestro amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sea destruido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7203135717787870618?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7203135717787870618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7203135717787870618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n2.html' title='Cancion Nº2'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-4167882440856595504</id><published>2011-02-18T15:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:20:58.665-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancion Nº1</title><content type='html'>Si siento tal vacío en mi pecho&lt;div&gt;Como es que sigo aquí parada?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esperando debajo de la lluvia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encontrar tu mirada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si ya no puedo seguir pensando en ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Es que ya no puedo mas con nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No puedo mirarte una vez mas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y aun estoy aquí toda enamorada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya no es lluvia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya son mis lagrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya no es mi pecho, es mi corazón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vacío herido y con desilusión&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y sigo aquí, soy perseverante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aun espero que mi amor pueda cambiarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunque mi mente crea que no debo esperanzarme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que es un intento vano amor darte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero que me importa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que mi corazón siga apenado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que mi cuerpo siga en un lugar poco alumbrado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Debajo de la lluvia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigue estando allí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esperando aun una mirada tuya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-4167882440856595504?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4167882440856595504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4167882440856595504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/cancion-n1.html' title='Cancion Nº1'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-704672654249174117</id><published>2011-02-18T15:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:20:04.285-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Desde ahora en adelante, usare este espacio virtual para dar a conocer al mundo mis creaciones: mis canciones.&lt;div&gt;Las mismas han sido creadas solo por mi y no tienen nombres dado de que no encontre el adecuado. El que las quiera usar contácteme primero.Jaja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si les gustan pueden comentar aquí mismo o en mi Facebook: Agus Morales&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracias por su atención&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-704672654249174117?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/704672654249174117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/704672654249174117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/desde-ahora-en-adelante-usare-este.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6171193176245543195</id><published>2011-01-13T11:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:02:02.288-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>De un maldito cuento de amor intento salir&lt;br /&gt;En esta eterna lucha de vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;yo de mi ya todo perdi&lt;br /&gt;Y no se adonde ir &lt;br /&gt;Y no se como seguir&lt;br /&gt;Ya nada queda aqui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero es que de tanto luchar&lt;br /&gt;Ni nuestro amor se pudo salvar&lt;br /&gt;Deberiamos recapacitar&lt;br /&gt;en cual sera nuestro siguiente paso a dar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6171193176245543195?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6171193176245543195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6171193176245543195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2011/01/de-un-maldito-cuento-de-amor-intento.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-804477185902639840</id><published>2010-12-26T13:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T13:22:15.045-03:00</updated><title type='text'>En El Aire</title><content type='html'>Hay &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tantas m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;iradas sin destino&lt;/span&gt;, es probable que no sea tan fácil, hay &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tantos imposibles posibles&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sólo vos podes cambiarlo todo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cuestión de intuición&lt;/span&gt;, encontrarnos entre tantos, encontrarnos entre tantos, conmigo vengan todos los que piensan que &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;es mejor no dejar de intentarlo&lt;/span&gt;, y si yo se que tan difícil es!Aunque veces me caigo me levanto, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;aunque veces me caigo me levanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Entre el suelo y el cielo donde nadie nos ve, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;entre el suelo y el cielo, ahí vamos nosotros flotando en el aire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-804477185902639840?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/804477185902639840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/804477185902639840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/12/en-el-aire.html' title='En El Aire'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6065449320379168210</id><published>2010-12-19T11:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T11:53:32.502-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu nombre&lt;/span&gt; esta grabado en mi piel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu labios&lt;/span&gt; me llenaron de placer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu amor&lt;/span&gt; invadio mi corazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Te llevo en la sangre a donde quiera que voy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu eres&lt;/span&gt; la razon de mi existir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu eres&lt;/span&gt; el motivo por el cual hoy estoy aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cada dia te profeso mi amor, hoy se que&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ya no tengo miedo mientras este con vos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;No puedo ni pensar en &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;el dia en que tu ya no estes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me da miedo pensar que &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nada es para siempre&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6065449320379168210?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6065449320379168210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6065449320379168210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/12/tu-nombre-esta-grabado-en-mi-piel-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-8595878364163037496</id><published>2010-11-28T10:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T11:04:07.442-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Un Pacto Para Vivir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Buscando otro cuerpo, otra voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fui consumiendo infiernos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para salir de vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Intoxicado loco y sin humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Si para tenerte aqui habia que maltratarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No puedo hacerlo, sos mi dios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Te veo, me sonrojo y tiemblo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que idiota te hace el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-8595878364163037496?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8595878364163037496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8595878364163037496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/11/un-pacto-para-vivir.html' title='Un Pacto Para Vivir'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7754350251895773665</id><published>2010-10-04T18:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:04:32.439-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DULCE IMAGEN DEL AMOR&lt;br /&gt;DOS CORAZONES UNIDOS&lt;br /&gt;ES UNA HERMOSA CANCION&lt;br /&gt;EL DUO DE SUS LATIDOS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7754350251895773665?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7754350251895773665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7754350251895773665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/10/dulce-imagen-del-amor-dos-corazones.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-4472102598688402157</id><published>2010-09-19T03:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T04:01:06.432-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;DERRAPAMOS EN UNA NUBE DE RISA, EN UNA BURBUJA FICCIONARIA CREADA EN MOMENTOS TAN INVEROSÍMILES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-4472102598688402157?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4472102598688402157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4472102598688402157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/09/derrapamos-en-una-nube-de-risa-en-una.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-8385636256084150361</id><published>2010-09-19T02:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T03:09:25.409-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PASIONES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sentía en carne viva ese violento deseo que la inquietaba tanto, que le daba insomnio. Los días eran eternos y por las noches ese deseo se intensificaba. Su cuerpo clamaba ese cuerpo y su razon por olvidarse de el; rogaba por piedad o misericordia para que esa maldita, fuerte, violenta e intensa sensación se fuera, se borrara. Era insoportable. Su situación provocaba que su sangre hirviera, se quemara viva. Pero ese deseo no se iba ir, la iba a perseguir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-8385636256084150361?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8385636256084150361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8385636256084150361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/09/pasiones.html' title='PASIONES'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6278289807973543748</id><published>2010-09-19T01:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T03:15:31.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Basta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Esa era su plegaria. Su dolor era tan fuerte que todo su cuerpo sufría espasmos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;podía resistir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;esa constante crudeza de la vida que la azotaba día a día en su rutinaria vida. Su llanto provocaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;el desconsuelo absoluto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;en los demás, repercutía de tal forma que era imposible no sentirse mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Era el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;espíritu herido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;el que accionaba y su corazón que no resistía semejantes maldades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Había intentado&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;superar cada instancia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;pero se le había vuelto imposible cuando observo y sufrió que la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;inesperada traición&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ingresaba a su vida. La habían abandonado, estaba sola y sintió como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;la soledad la abrazaba y la arrastraba para siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sintió en carne viva como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;las esperanzas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; de ganar alguna batalla estaban perdidas, como&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;morían&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;en sus brazos y se escapaban entre sus dedos. Que, ademas de sola, ya &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;no le quedaba nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;La traición era parte de su vida y la ignorancia que había desaparecido era fatal para su autoestima. Fueron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;dagas en el alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;puñales en el corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;cuchillos en su fortaleza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;que en consecuencia fue la perdida de espíritu y la muerte de su esperanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Y pudo observar los &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;que la habían acechado cada noche, aquellos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;que no la habían dejado dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;aquellos que en realidad eran sus problemas, aquellos que la habían maltratado, insultado, desgastado, desgarrado, pero mas aun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;habían quitado de su ser la chispa de alegría, la chispa de vivir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6278289807973543748?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6278289807973543748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6278289807973543748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/09/basta.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-2542563191909887491</id><published>2010-09-11T16:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T16:31:20.406-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SOY PROBLEMÁTICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AZOTAME DOMAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PERO LO MALO ES QUE ME GUSTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;CASTIGARME POR MI MALA CONDUCTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;CASTIGARME POR MI MALA CONDUCTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-2542563191909887491?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/2542563191909887491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/2542563191909887491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/09/soy-problematica-azotame-domame-pero-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-3878732767365624140</id><published>2010-09-11T01:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T03:10:35.542-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quisiera saber que sigue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Saber si hay un final en este camino indefinido, si hay un nuevo comienzo o si solo la vida se dignara a seguir, sin parar, eternamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Si ese fuera el caso, se que mi cansado y guerrero corazón no podría seguir así como esta el día de hoy. Necesita un descanso, una cura para las heridas que tiene y a las que intenta sobrellevar en su supervivencia día a día. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mi espíritu tampoco resistiría, ligado a mi corazón, se caería al mismo tiempo, porque sus cimientos fueron destrozados, y en consecuencia del hecho también mi energía desaparecería.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mi alma seria la ultima en caer, resistiendo paso a paso, minuto a minuto, tratando, intentando sobrevivir, resistir a las perdidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Perdería lo que soy, los elementos que me componen, que me guían en este camino que es la vida, donde no hay futuro solo hay presente y en nuestra memoria solo recuerdos del pasado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me perdería a mi misma, mi identidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Y volverme a encontrar seria la mayor lucha en la que participaría.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Porque nadie ni nada te puede ayudar a saber quien sos, cual es tu verdadera identidad, es una lucha solitaria, en la que uno lucha contra los muchos aspectos de si mismo, y se descubre segundo a segundo. Pero se que lo lograría porque algo si quedaría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;en mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Solo quedaría en mi una chispa de esperanza, una pequeña estrella de fe en mi, en que puedo seguir adelante. En que cada obstáculo sera superado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Porque no importa si tu corazón no puede continuar, si cada latido duele mas que el anterior, no importa si tu espíritu se derrumba porque no puede proseguir, si cada intento lo debilita mas y no importa si tu alma siente que deberá venderse para lograr sus objetivos. No, no importa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Si se tiene fe y esperanza en uno mismo, uno nunca se rendirá. Peleara una y otra vez, no se ganaran las batallas pero si la guerra. Y uno no se perderá. Ni se rendirá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Y eso es lo mas importante, no rendirse nunca jamas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-3878732767365624140?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3878732767365624140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3878732767365624140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/09/quisiera-saber-que-sigue.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-2243023322418725734</id><published>2010-09-10T23:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:04:21.581-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FIGHTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TIrtr2OOzDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1gtYzsDtzGg/s1600/ahahaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TIrtr2OOzDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1gtYzsDtzGg/s400/ahahaha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515482031213956146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="" style="display: block; font-size: 16px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My lonely heart tell me that it hurts too much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My lonely heart says he does not want more of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because I had to fight it,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Because I had to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I had to eliminate fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had to try very hard to move forward&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;In this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had to try to learn that I should never give up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;&lt;div id="gt-ft" style="width: 1000px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-2243023322418725734?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/2243023322418725734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/2243023322418725734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/09/fighter.html' title='FIGHTER'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TIrtr2OOzDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1gtYzsDtzGg/s72-c/ahahaha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-3991218476508598126</id><published>2010-09-10T23:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T23:28:30.618-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Extremos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TIroSAMDDWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/10OdtSViMig/s1600/atardecer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TIroSAMDDWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/10OdtSViMig/s400/atardecer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515476089654414690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TIroED_DTLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ukkt2j-qc9Y/s1600/20060428092400-amanecer-ojo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TIroED_DTLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ukkt2j-qc9Y/s400/20060428092400-amanecer-ojo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515475850155478194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me da miedo el ocaso de este dia...pero mas aun el amanecer por venir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Esta noche es solo un impasse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-3991218476508598126?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3991218476508598126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3991218476508598126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/09/extremos.html' title='Extremos'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TIroSAMDDWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/10OdtSViMig/s72-c/atardecer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-163010526737659624</id><published>2010-08-29T00:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:09:47.511-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET DREAMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Puede que seas el sueño mas dulce o la mas hermosa de las pesadillas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pero de cualquier manera &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;yo no quiero echarte al olvido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Eres mi sueño mas dulce o las mas hermosa de mis pesadillas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que alguien me pellizque por que tu amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;es demasiado bueno para ser verdad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cariño mio, yo no me voy a ninguna parte &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mientras estés tu aquí, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;mientras estés aquí a mi lado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;viviré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; como en una nube por que eres mio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Puede que seas el sueño mas dulce o la mas hermosa de las pesadillas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;pero de cualquier manera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;yo no quiero echarte al olvido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Que sueño tan raro es este?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pero sea como sea no quiero que te vayas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-163010526737659624?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/163010526737659624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/163010526737659624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-dreams.html' title='SWEET DREAMS'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-4318946933950561117</id><published>2010-08-29T00:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:47:07.880-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I CAN'T FEEL THE WAY I DID BEFORE, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME, I WON'T BE IGNORED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIME WON'T HEAL THIS DAMAGE ANYMORE,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON ME, I WON'T BE IGNORED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-4318946933950561117?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4318946933950561117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/4318946933950561117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-feel-way-i-did-before-dont-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-8828670509437606776</id><published>2010-08-28T23:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:22:59.817-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay gente demasiado loca y ciclotimica como yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I GOT THE POWER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE POWER TO DESTROY YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BEYOND ALL HOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-8828670509437606776?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8828670509437606776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8828670509437606776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/hay-gente-demasiado-loca-y-ciclotimica.html' title='Hay gente demasiado loca y ciclotimica como yo'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6662480207056466997</id><published>2010-08-26T03:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T03:12:20.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TENGO MALA CONDUCTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;POR NO ESTAR AHI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TU AMOR &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PERDI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ROCE LA ETERNIDAD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Y &lt;b&gt;ME EXTINGUI&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6662480207056466997?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6662480207056466997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6662480207056466997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/tengo-mala-conducta.html' title='TENGO MALA CONDUCTA'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-3443454870402655618</id><published>2010-08-26T02:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T02:57:31.441-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FLY AWAY FROM HERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/THX-7-J0EkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xq5zAasnMiI/s1600/BLOGGER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/THX-7-J0EkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xq5zAasnMiI/s400/BLOGGER.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509590025407566402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; white-space: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tu Eres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; La Reina De Los Excesos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;La Boca Con Mas Besos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; Y Menos Corazon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tu Eres &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;La Flor Del Adulterio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Los Labios Del Misterio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;La Voz De La Traicion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tu Eres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; La Virgen De La Avaricia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Y Controlas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Tu Caricias Con Una Calculadora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tu Eres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Una Loca Desalmada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Una Mujer Muy Despechada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; La Que Nunca Se Enamora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No Tienes Corazon, No Tienes Sentimientos, No Tienes Religion, No Tienes Miramientos, No Te Queda Pasion, Tan Solo Sufrimiento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-3443454870402655618?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3443454870402655618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3443454870402655618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/fly-away-from-here.html' title='FLY AWAY FROM HERE'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/THX-7-J0EkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xq5zAasnMiI/s72-c/BLOGGER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7078213150452149842</id><published>2010-08-15T18:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T18:16:32.529-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiracion pura de un domingo a la tarde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TGhV_kRSRpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6AwB4M4CzPI/s1600/mira-como-lloro%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TGhV_kRSRpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6AwB4M4CzPI/s400/mira-como-lloro%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505745095016728210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estas palabras fueron inspiradas en una amiga malherida por el amor, una luchadora de la vida, una guerrera del amor y de sus principios. Una diosa diria ella Jaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No llores mas pequeña mía, yo siempre estoy cuando me necesitas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No llores mas chiquilla de mi corazón, el amor no tiene razón&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No llores mas, no malgastes unas lagrimas que luego se secaran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No llores mas, Nunca mas, No vale la pena, solo disfruta mientras puedas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No llores mas, no te preocupes mas por la tormenta que atravesas dale tiempo al tiempo y veras con mas claridad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoy te lastimaron y duele y no te podes defender,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por eso te digo yo a tu lado siempre estare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para mi Abru &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7078213150452149842?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7078213150452149842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7078213150452149842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/inspiracion-pura-de-un-domingo-la-tarde.html' title='Inspiracion pura de un domingo a la tarde'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TGhV_kRSRpI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6AwB4M4CzPI/s72-c/mira-como-lloro%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-3940840352859847478</id><published>2010-08-08T14:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T14:51:41.074-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I've never known a girl like you before</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, tahoma, verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She aint nothing a girl you've ever seen before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;and nothing you can compare to a neighborhood whore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm trying to find the words to describe this girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;without being disrespectful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;The way that booty movin i just cant take no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Have to stop what I'm doing so I can pull up her clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;I'm trying to find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Damn You're a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-3940840352859847478?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3940840352859847478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3940840352859847478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/ive-never-known-girl-like-you-before.html' title='I&apos;ve never known a girl like you before'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6017625908162097939</id><published>2010-08-08T14:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T14:38:54.328-03:00</updated><title type='text'>BAILANDO EN EL DESIERTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;DISFRUTA MIENTRAS PUEDAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;PARA DESCANSAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;HABRÁ TIEMPO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6017625908162097939?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6017625908162097939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6017625908162097939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/bailando-en-el-desierto.html' title='BAILANDO EN EL DESIERTO'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1823015594970007178</id><published>2010-08-08T14:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T14:31:10.055-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsesion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TF7pyBXMMbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/egf4F7MKvn0/s1600/sarkany+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TF7pyBXMMbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/egf4F7MKvn0/s400/sarkany+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503092840261759410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TF7ptFaSfdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Mh3NKExVAbo/s1600/sarkany+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TF7ptFaSfdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Mh3NKExVAbo/s400/sarkany+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503092755449150930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TF7pj8b5YXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ClnTIfFRWBk/s1600/sarkany+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TF7pj8b5YXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ClnTIfFRWBk/s400/sarkany+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503092598421152114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1823015594970007178?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1823015594970007178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1823015594970007178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/obsesion.html' title='Obsesion'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TF7pyBXMMbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/egf4F7MKvn0/s72-c/sarkany+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1803385905499535928</id><published>2010-08-03T22:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:39:45.909-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Smells like a sex and candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Caminaba solo por el centro y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tuve tanto tiempo para sentarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;y pensar sobre mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; white-space: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, tahoma, verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1803385905499535928?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1803385905499535928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1803385905499535928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/smells-like-sex-and-candy.html' title='Smells like a sex and candy'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1795457333141655062</id><published>2010-08-03T22:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:36:32.047-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFjD14bssYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qP0m6p1PPUY/s1600/logo-party-like-a-rockstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFjD14bssYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qP0m6p1PPUY/s400/logo-party-like-a-rockstar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501362275282104706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1795457333141655062?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1795457333141655062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1795457333141655062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFjD14bssYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qP0m6p1PPUY/s72-c/logo-party-like-a-rockstar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1775138775097333092</id><published>2010-08-03T22:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:29:22.592-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFjCN6wLgSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DlC5-kt4EzU/s1600/rockstar2_two.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFjCN6wLgSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DlC5-kt4EzU/s400/rockstar2_two.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501360489198485794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EL ROCK SE SIENTE EN LAS VENAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1775138775097333092?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1775138775097333092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1775138775097333092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-rock-se-siente-en-las-venas_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFjCN6wLgSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DlC5-kt4EzU/s72-c/rockstar2_two.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-3759727349137357997</id><published>2010-08-03T22:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:29:22.241-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFjCN6wLgSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DlC5-kt4EzU/s1600/rockstar2_two.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFjCN6wLgSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DlC5-kt4EzU/s400/rockstar2_two.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501360489198485794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EL ROCK SE SIENTE EN LAS VENAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-3759727349137357997?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3759727349137357997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/3759727349137357997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-rock-se-siente-en-las-venas.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFjCN6wLgSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DlC5-kt4EzU/s72-c/rockstar2_two.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7736709005043633874</id><published>2010-08-03T16:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T17:00:18.827-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, tahoma, verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; white-space: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Te amo así,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sin nada más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Como me ves y sospechas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amor que da, Todo de sí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quiere nacer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quiere crecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Quiere vivir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; white-space: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Amor te doy, Todo de mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tan solo oír tu voz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me hace feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; white-space: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Acércate a mí, Quédate así,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aquí en mis brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Acércate a mí, Quédate así,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Y por si acaso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;el mundo cambia de color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7736709005043633874?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7736709005043633874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7736709005043633874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/te-amo-asi-sin-nada-mas-como-me-ves-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-2369155718222205310</id><published>2010-08-02T15:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:13:44.511-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFcJUwTnUKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pPu4zeAtYWE/s1600/love_kills_slowly-13318.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500875722025554082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFcJUwTnUKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pPu4zeAtYWE/s400/love_kills_slowly-13318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFcJUwTnUKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pPu4zeAtYWE/s1600/love_kills_slowly-13318.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFcJUwTnUKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pPu4zeAtYWE/s1600/love_kills_slowly-13318.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOVE KILLS SLOWLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SE QUE MATA&lt;/span&gt;, NO SE SI RAPIDO O LENTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PERO MATA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SERE ESTUPIDA? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;POR SABER ESTA GRAN VERDAD Y &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DEJAR AUN QUE MI CORAZON PERMITA ENAMORARSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OTRA GRAN VERDAD ES QUE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EL AMOR ES MAS FUERTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Y POR MAS QUE QUIERA &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIEMPRE ME VA A GANAR,&lt;/span&gt; Y VA A ENAMORAR A MI CORAZON&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-2369155718222205310?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/2369155718222205310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/2369155718222205310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-kills-slowly-se-que-mata-no-se-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFcJUwTnUKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/pPu4zeAtYWE/s72-c/love_kills_slowly-13318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-5207175412873133072</id><published>2010-08-02T14:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:01:35.425-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFcHiaJB06I/AAAAAAAAAEc/XJ8pqA9zBTU/s1600/39018_1495341580008_1128136560_31482548_5608331_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500873757570487202" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFcHiaJB06I/AAAAAAAAAEc/XJ8pqA9zBTU/s400/39018_1495341580008_1128136560_31482548_5608331_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Con Lu. Hoy Salgo Pa La Calle Mas Fino y Elegante!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-5207175412873133072?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5207175412873133072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5207175412873133072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/con-lu.html' title=''/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/TFcHiaJB06I/AAAAAAAAAEc/XJ8pqA9zBTU/s72-c/39018_1495341580008_1128136560_31482548_5608331_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-6977589967792527438</id><published>2010-08-02T12:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T12:31:16.455-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will they hate me for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;all the choices I’ve made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Will they stop when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt; they see me again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can’t stop now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I know who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Now I’m all yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; I’m not afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;And all my life starts now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-6977589967792527438?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6977589967792527438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/6977589967792527438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/eclipse.html' title='Eclipse'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1890016459285918918</id><published>2010-08-02T12:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T12:17:46.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'>El Cruel Frio Me Busca</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Sera que jamas podre ser feliz?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;Que tal vez ese no sea mi destino? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Que cuando creo que todo esta bien, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;extrañamente en paz y apenas rozando la felicidad,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;es cuando camino bajo una gran tormenta?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;La vida es complicada y nunca deja de sorprenderme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1890016459285918918?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1890016459285918918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1890016459285918918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-cruel-frio-me-busca.html' title='El Cruel Frio Me Busca'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-7840140924885552318</id><published>2010-08-02T11:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T11:16:25.549-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Kills Slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sé que somos jóvenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y sé que quizás tú me amas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pero no puedo estar contigo mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No quiero un beso,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No quiero que me toques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sólo fuma un cigarro y vete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;No digas mi nombre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-7840140924885552318?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7840140924885552318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/7840140924885552318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-kills-slowly.html' title='Love Kills Slowly'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-8910936082217853756</id><published>2010-01-27T16:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:45:34.074-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocking in Black &amp; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S2CWtvjL6HI/AAAAAAAAACw/Yw3LPzW4piE/s400/guns.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431506863211145330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S2CWfXZ-9nI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ph6WxkCb08M/s1600-h/evanescence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S2CWfXZ-9nI/AAAAAAAAACo/Ph6WxkCb08M/s400/evanescence.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431506616211928690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S2CVxcNgUtI/AAAAAAAAACg/A1B03jHRujg/s1600-h/22-green-day-080907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S2CVxcNgUtI/AAAAAAAAACg/A1B03jHRujg/s400/22-green-day-080907.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431505827227783890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-8910936082217853756?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8910936082217853756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/8910936082217853756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/01/rocking-in-black-white.html' title='Rocking in Black &amp; White'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S2CXsotCKvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WuvjXy3u98k/s72-c/u2-band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-4358335383700425118</id><published>2010-01-08T18:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:26:00.724-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Bomb-The Runaways</title><content type='html'>Can't stay at home, can't stay at school&lt;br /&gt;Old folks say, ya poor little fool&lt;br /&gt;Down the street I'm the girl next door&lt;br /&gt;I'm the fox you've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Hello Daddy, hello Mom&lt;br /&gt;I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb&lt;br /&gt;Hello world I'm your wild girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb&lt;br /&gt;Stone age love and strange sounds too&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby let me get to you&lt;br /&gt;Bad nights cause'n teenage blues&lt;br /&gt;Get down ladies you've got nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;Hello Daddy, hello Mom&lt;br /&gt;I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb&lt;br /&gt;Hello world I'm your wild girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb&lt;br /&gt;Hey street boy whats your style&lt;br /&gt;Your dead end dreams don't make you smile&lt;br /&gt;I'll give ya something to live for&lt;br /&gt;Have ya, grab ya til your sore&lt;br /&gt;Hello Daddy, hello Mom&lt;br /&gt;I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb&lt;br /&gt;Hello world I'm your wild girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0eiPetwBII/AAAAAAAAACQ/PYp2jE5v8ec/s1600-h/run3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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WHITE'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0eglfpK4cI/AAAAAAAAACI/vNz-LbrhiMc/s72-c/dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-5540650443891990638</id><published>2010-01-08T18:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:13:43.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT PHOTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0ef5TehV6I/AAAAAAAAABo/kjMJ_B-4r-A/s1600-h/tk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0ef5TehV6I/AAAAAAAAABo/kjMJ_B-4r-A/s400/tk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424480083020699554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0ef1PWgRoI/AAAAAAAAABg/XiZrPHtEjZE/s1600-h/t6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0ef1PWgRoI/AAAAAAAAABg/XiZrPHtEjZE/s400/t6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424480013193856642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efwAbrG0I/AAAAAAAAABY/Y6MV_Z483h4/s1600-h/t5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efwAbrG0I/AAAAAAAAABY/Y6MV_Z483h4/s400/t5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424479923289660226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efro0aKzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/kuIFEA890Pk/s1600-h/t4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efro0aKzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/kuIFEA890Pk/s400/t4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424479848231480114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efnq03chI/AAAAAAAAABI/0eoYHG3qqEQ/s1600-h/t3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efnq03chI/AAAAAAAAABI/0eoYHG3qqEQ/s400/t3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424479780050792978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efimcB07I/AAAAAAAAABA/qrmZZA8-gJw/s1600-h/t2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efimcB07I/AAAAAAAAABA/qrmZZA8-gJw/s400/t2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424479692973527986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efWd_nCmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RbcmM1fliK4/s1600-h/t1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efWd_nCmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RbcmM1fliK4/s400/t1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424479484548418146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efQwTw0MI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NineiAbNxsM/s1600-h/t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0efQwTw0MI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NineiAbNxsM/s400/t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424479386385567938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-5540650443891990638?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5540650443891990638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/5540650443891990638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/01/twilight-photos.html' title='TWILIGHT PHOTOS'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_av51FYHvmJE/S0ef5TehV6I/AAAAAAAAABo/kjMJ_B-4r-A/s72-c/tk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1783711562654744546</id><published>2010-01-08T17:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T17:39:43.097-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing the Eclipse</title><content type='html'>"If any should perish, and he was saved, I might still exist, and if all else remained and he were annihilated, the whole universe would become a totally unknown stranger to me" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will return as soon not have time to throw me under. ... Take care of my heart I have left you" &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;"I used to think you like that, you know, like the sun, my own sun. Your light amply compensated for my shadows &lt;br /&gt;I can handle the shadows, but not to fight an eclipse " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why, yes, pretty girl, silly and hypersensitive - laughed and then his voice became neutral -. Everybody wants you. I know that there is a huge queue of candidates behind me, all maneuvering to be placed in first position , in the hope that I make a mistake ... You're too desirable for your own safety. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To me, you're more important than anyone in the world, and the gift you have given me is you. That's a lot more than I deserve, and anything to give me even more unbalanced the balance between us." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can kidnap me whenever you want" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no interest in living forever if it is not you. I would not even live another day if not you. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven from the third book in the Twilight Saga impressive &lt;br /&gt;Five citations were not enough for this book&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1783711562654744546?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1783711562654744546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1783711562654744546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/01/seeing-eclipse.html' title='Seeing the Eclipse'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1526974899858160479</id><published>2010-01-08T17:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T17:22:36.201-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing the New Moon</title><content type='html'>"Promise you will not do anything stupid or dangerous ... I'll make a promise in return, this is the last time you see me, I'll not put you in a situation like this again, continue with your life without my intervention . It will be like it never existed "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hoped I could faint, but, unfortunately for me, never lost consciousness. The waves of pain rose up and swept my mind down with their strength. And it came to the surface ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Time passes, even if it seems impossible, even though every move clockwise hurts like the beat of pounding blood behind a bruise. Time passes unevenly, in strange jumps and truces unbearable but pass, pass .... Even for me. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was a tough way to live: forbidden to remember terrified by neglect"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was like a lost moon - a moon whose planet had been destroyed, as in some script for a movie of cataclysms and catastrophes, which, sim, however, had ignored the laws of gravity to keep orbiting the empty space that had left after the disaster "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five quotes from the second book by the spectacular Twilight Saga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1526974899858160479?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1526974899858160479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1526974899858160479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/01/seeing-new-moon.html' title='Seeing the New Moon'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4135410031654720696.post-1898504464315592242</id><published>2010-01-08T16:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:54:30.385-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing the Twilight</title><content type='html'>"If I could dream, dream of you "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you more than anything in the world. Is not that enough?"&lt;br /&gt;"If enough. Enough for forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I have stopped trying to be good, now I do what I want and whatever they have to be"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now you are the most important thing for me, the most important thing I've ever had"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you, is a poor excuse for everything you do happen but it's true"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five great quotes from the first book of the amazing Saga Twilight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4135410031654720696-1898504464315592242?l=believinginmyself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1898504464315592242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4135410031654720696/posts/default/1898504464315592242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believinginmyself.blogspot.com/2010/01/seeing-twilight.html' title='Seeing the Twilight'/><author><name>Agus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00376758861911399414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AaMGLKH136c/TfJ-VwvKGLI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9IY6TGOs7CQ/s220/E.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
