<?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-2379614244004770976</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:10:42.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estar contigo si vuelvo a nacer</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-7692809356777205462</id><published>2009-07-09T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T10:55:33.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SlYu7BYwkhI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LJ3h7f1TOlM/s1600-h/Imagen+381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356520398323225106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SlYu7BYwkhI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LJ3h7f1TOlM/s200/Imagen+381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dame un sólo momento y te diré lo que siento  Ya perdí tanto tiempo sin tú amor  Dame un sólo momento que esta vez sólo intento  Entender el destiempo de tú amor   Y pasan mil días  Pasan historias  Y pasan besos  Con tú memoria   Una vez más para llorar lo que perdimos  Una vez más para entender por qué lo hicimos  Una vez más para los besos que no dimos  &lt;strong&gt;Una vez más vuelve conmigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&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/2379614244004770976-7692809356777205462?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/7692809356777205462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/07/dame-un-solo-momento-y-te-dire-lo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7692809356777205462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7692809356777205462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/07/dame-un-solo-momento-y-te-dire-lo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SlYu7BYwkhI/AAAAAAAAAS4/LJ3h7f1TOlM/s72-c/Imagen+381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-945952084923252765</id><published>2009-06-24T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:57:54.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKShS3nF7I/AAAAAAAAASw/hHcUlOV4JnI/s1600-h/50868C~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351000407967995826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKShS3nF7I/AAAAAAAAASw/hHcUlOV4JnI/s200/50868C~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;La amistad es una cajita de cristal. Pequeña, transparente, donde guardas allí dentro todos tus pensamientos, ideas, cariño y amor.Un cristal fino donde te reflejas. Material en el que están hechos tus sueños. Son porciones de tu corazón que intentas que no se rayen nunca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKShPhq_HI/AAAAAAAAASo/oI4Q00YFE9I/s1600-h/5150_1~2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351000407070669938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKShPhq_HI/AAAAAAAAASo/oI4Q00YFE9I/s200/5150_1~2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Un amigo es más que una persona. Algo que no es físico, algo que siempre llevas. Es eso que recoges por el camino y guardas en tu cajita de cristal, cuidadosamente acomodado en su interior de terciopelo. Todo eso en lo que crees, en lo que confías, en lo que sientes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKSgzVlPsI/AAAAAAAAASg/vQiab1KBSTk/s1600-h/504D72~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351000399503769282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKSgzVlPsI/AAAAAAAAASg/vQiab1KBSTk/s200/504D72~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eso que más allá del mundo encuentras. Eso que te abraza cuando piensas que no puedes más. Algo que lamentas no ver. Porque el amigo no se ve, no se toca, no se huele. Simplemente lo sientes. Y, aunque se encuentre sentado a tu lado, tú nunca lo ves como la materia física que es. Su esencia oculta entre los pliegues del terciopelo de tu cajita de cristal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKSg17EGwI/AAAAAAAAASY/wRr7gXY5uro/s1600-h/51C85D~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351000400197851906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKSg17EGwI/AAAAAAAAASY/wRr7gXY5uro/s200/51C85D~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A veces lo miras a los ojos. A veces sientes su presencia.Sin embargo, el amigo no es la persona que ves. Es la persona que sientes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKSglxsQLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0DFUko0f9dg/s1600-h/50CFF0~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351000395863572658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKSglxsQLI/AAAAAAAAASQ/0DFUko0f9dg/s200/50CFF0~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Es aquello por lo que darías todo.&lt;br /&gt;Menos tu cajita de cristal…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/2379614244004770976-945952084923252765?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/945952084923252765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/06/la-amistad-es-una-cajita-de-cristal.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/945952084923252765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/945952084923252765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/06/la-amistad-es-una-cajita-de-cristal.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SkKShS3nF7I/AAAAAAAAASw/hHcUlOV4JnI/s72-c/50868C~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3663031558095043010</id><published>2009-06-18T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:47:35.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sjq1gxJVwnI/AAAAAAAAARg/LJeKwg9v0M8/s1600-h/Imagen+297-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348787082008838770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sjq1gxJVwnI/AAAAAAAAARg/LJeKwg9v0M8/s320/Imagen+297-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Porque siempre caigo &lt;strong&gt;rendida&lt;/strong&gt; cuando tu me llamas, porque siempre a cada minuto te vuelvo a extrañar, eres para mi, desde que te vi, no te dejo de pensar y es que tengo tanto miedo de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;VOLVERTE A AMAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/2379614244004770976-3663031558095043010?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3663031558095043010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/06/porque-siempre-caigo-rendida-cuando-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3663031558095043010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3663031558095043010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/06/porque-siempre-caigo-rendida-cuando-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sjq1gxJVwnI/AAAAAAAAARg/LJeKwg9v0M8/s72-c/Imagen+297-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-7223671503462557296</id><published>2009-06-07T16:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:58:46.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SixTrjFUwmI/AAAAAAAAARY/Jx6CQPnzDH0/s1600-h/Imagen+371-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344738865398989410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SixTrjFUwmI/AAAAAAAAARY/Jx6CQPnzDH0/s320/Imagen+371-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SixTZJ9UAFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/iJu8VoiBJy8/s1600-h/126815~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hay distancias imposibles de acercar&lt;/strong&gt;. Dos personas están cerca cuando comparten sueños, proyectos, pero cuando &lt;strong&gt;sólo quedan recuerdos&lt;/strong&gt;, es que están &lt;strong&gt;muy lejos&lt;/strong&gt;. Algunos aman sólo a la distancia y no pueden soportar la intimidad. ¿Será que el amor se encuentra en algún punto, entre lejos y cerca? Tiempo y distancia en el amor son lo mismo. Una pareja está bien cuando aún estando a miles de kilómetros, siguen cerca, y &lt;strong&gt;una pareja está terminada cuando, aún estando al lado, se sienten a miles de kilómetros de distancia&lt;/strong&gt;. La distancia distorsiona, &lt;strong&gt;crea una ilusión&lt;/strong&gt;. Pero &lt;strong&gt;de cerca se ve&lt;/strong&gt; el detalle, &lt;strong&gt;lo real&lt;/strong&gt;. A la distancia, &lt;strong&gt;hay recuerdos&lt;/strong&gt;, y uno recuerda &lt;strong&gt;el eco feliz de lo que fue&lt;/strong&gt;. De cerca se ven las imperfecciones. Se puede aprender a estar cerca de alguien; se aprende a soportar el dolor de estar lejos. Pero es imposible estar, a la vez, &lt;strong&gt;tan cerca y tan lejos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2379614244004770976-7223671503462557296?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/7223671503462557296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/06/hay-distancias-imposibles-de-acercar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7223671503462557296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7223671503462557296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/06/hay-distancias-imposibles-de-acercar.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SixTrjFUwmI/AAAAAAAAARY/Jx6CQPnzDH0/s72-c/Imagen+371-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5652020860647054863</id><published>2009-06-02T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:48:43.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tantas veces&lt;/strong&gt; jure tu recuerdo borrar y alejarme de ti para no regresar. &lt;strong&gt;No puedo&lt;/strong&gt;. Sé que andas diciendo por ahí que lo &lt;strong&gt;vivido junto a mi ya forma parte del pasado&lt;/strong&gt;, se también   que solo ya no estás, compraste tu inseguridad, tus alegrías y tu cuarto y en cada luna llena que tu alma siente pena, se bien que me haz nombrado.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SiW4fiyE48I/AAAAAAAAARA/k0wpR8ag97Q/s1600-h/Imagen+357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 5px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 6px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342879384997258178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SiW4fiyE48I/AAAAAAAAARA/k0wpR8ag97Q/s320/Imagen+357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sin embargo te veo y me provocas ganas de escaparme ahora contigo y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;estar juntos una vez más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SiW4fkM92VI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4ZOYICHuSnQ/s1600-h/Imagen+361--.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342879385378478418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SiW4fkM92VI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4ZOYICHuSnQ/s320/Imagen+361--.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SiW4fThUzuI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YZACJRz4vr0/s1600-h/Imagen+357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342879380900466402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SiW4fThUzuI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YZACJRz4vr0/s320/Imagen+357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Un corazón roto es como la botella que se rompió en el verano, partida en pedazos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ya no se puede reparar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SiW4fKRSTfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/9eGKBv-mRKY/s1600-h/Imagen+363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342879378417274354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SiW4fKRSTfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/9eGKBv-mRKY/s320/Imagen+363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Que se puede hacer si la persona que te hace         llorar es la &lt;strong&gt;única&lt;/strong&gt; capaz de consolarte? -&lt;/span&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/2379614244004770976-5652020860647054863?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5652020860647054863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/06/tantas-veces-jure-tu-recuerdo-borrar-y.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5652020860647054863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5652020860647054863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/06/tantas-veces-jure-tu-recuerdo-borrar-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SiW4fiyE48I/AAAAAAAAARA/k0wpR8ag97Q/s72-c/Imagen+357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3316583340263993382</id><published>2009-05-25T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T09:45:57.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ShrLJ5xoNYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7lB5MCWmWaY/s1600-h/N13579~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339803679189382530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ShrLJ5xoNYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7lB5MCWmWaY/s320/N13579~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Las amo tanto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;zorras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&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/2379614244004770976-3316583340263993382?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3316583340263993382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/05/las-amo-tanto-zorras.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3316583340263993382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3316583340263993382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/05/las-amo-tanto-zorras.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ShrLJ5xoNYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7lB5MCWmWaY/s72-c/N13579~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6158054343656572960</id><published>2009-05-10T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:12:50.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sgdd9lCYFOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/86B_BBuaZJY/s1600-h/Imagen+314-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334335596139123938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sgdd9lCYFOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/86B_BBuaZJY/s320/Imagen+314-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cai&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o una y mil veces en tus ojos. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ca&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; una y mil veces en esas miradas, que sueñ&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sola. caigo una y mil veces en ese jueguito que me planteas cuando intento saca&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;te de mi mente. cai&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o una y mil veces a esas tantas tentac&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ones que se alejan, pero vuelve y ahi estan late&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;te con cada cosa que dices o h&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ces.&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/2379614244004770976-6158054343656572960?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6158054343656572960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/05/cai-g-o-una-y-mil-veces-en-tus-ojos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6158054343656572960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6158054343656572960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/05/cai-g-o-una-y-mil-veces-en-tus-ojos.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sgdd9lCYFOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/86B_BBuaZJY/s72-c/Imagen+314-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6926365860553865712</id><published>2009-05-08T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:40:15.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SgTQPDzK0vI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7TYvOUcB1xA/s1600-h/Imagen+286-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333616815850050290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SgTQPDzK0vI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7TYvOUcB1xA/s320/Imagen+286-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SgTQO3uD2QI/AAAAAAAAAPw/K9DUsH5Y8co/s1600-h/Imagen+286-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333616812607396098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SgTQO3uD2QI/AAAAAAAAAPw/K9DUsH5Y8co/s320/Imagen+286-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Esta noche soñé con tu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, y no pude evitar sonreír. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;El recuerdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; guardado quedó tan fuerte en mi ser y &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;en mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, y aunque el tiempo lo pueda sanar &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;estoy agonizando por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ya no quedan palabras de más, no queda valor para que te siga &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;amando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2379614244004770976-6926365860553865712?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6926365860553865712/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/05/esta-noche-sone-con-tu-amor-y-no-pude.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6926365860553865712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6926365860553865712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/05/esta-noche-sone-con-tu-amor-y-no-pude.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SgTQPDzK0vI/AAAAAAAAAP4/7TYvOUcB1xA/s72-c/Imagen+286-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5534779130578805186</id><published>2009-05-06T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:26:56.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SgHyJebiusI/AAAAAAAAAPo/beiU87hw4wo/s1600-h/90-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332809678384708290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SgHyJebiusI/AAAAAAAAAPo/beiU87hw4wo/s320/90-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Se me olvido que ya habiamos terminado, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;que nunca volveras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;que nunca me quisistes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, se me olvido otra vez que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;SOLO YO TE QUISE&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2379614244004770976-5534779130578805186?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5534779130578805186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/05/se-me-olvido-que-ya-habiamos-terminado.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5534779130578805186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5534779130578805186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/05/se-me-olvido-que-ya-habiamos-terminado.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SgHyJebiusI/AAAAAAAAAPo/beiU87hw4wo/s72-c/90-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-7011238205506967552</id><published>2009-04-30T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:51:42.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Me dejaste un beso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; en la gaveta y un brasier tirado en el sofá &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;un ataque de celos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; en la mesa y &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;tu perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pegado en la pared, me dejaste &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;el mundo de cabeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; y un grito en el contestador que anunciaba con toda certeza que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;esta vez se te acabó el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, me dejaste &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;un pero y un por que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; unos cuantos insultos y &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;un adiós una duda flotando en mi cabeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; y la promesa de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;no volver jamás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, lo que siento lo guardo en la nevera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por si un día decides regresar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SfoNzGMK8QI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kizPBwnHVCs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330588280432554242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SfoNzGMK8QI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kizPBwnHVCs/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2379614244004770976-7011238205506967552?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/7011238205506967552/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-dejaste-un-beso-en-la-gaveta-y-un.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7011238205506967552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7011238205506967552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-dejaste-un-beso-en-la-gaveta-y-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SfoNzGMK8QI/AAAAAAAAAPg/kizPBwnHVCs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-9178472267067951118</id><published>2009-04-28T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:40:41.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sfe7e7gbpoI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1Iimo01jOUA/s1600-h/DSC-+226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329934824060462722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sfe7e7gbpoI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1Iimo01jOUA/s320/DSC-+226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te amo amiga,&lt;/strong&gt; sos mucho Micaela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Creo que tenemos que charlar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;quiero que me digas la verdad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;porque me haces mal&lt;/span&gt;, si ya no te sirvo matame pero &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;no confundas el amor con una estupida obsesión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, si ya no soy tu gran amor mejor me voy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Creo que tenemos que charlar, quiero que me digas la verdad porque me haces mal, y &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no me parece muy normal siempre&lt;/span&gt; que te llamo te negas y si te busco nunca estas, si ya no te sirvo matame pero no confundas el amor con una estupida obsesión, hacete valer como mujer &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yo te quiero &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mucho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;lo sabes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pero conmigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no juges&lt;/span&gt;, si ya no soy tu gran amor mejor me voy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No aguanto mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; andate no vuelvas dejame en paz porque &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tus mentiras me hacen mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, prefiero quedarme solo... No aguanto mas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;andate, no vuelvas, dejame en paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; porque tus mentiras me hacen mal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prefiero quedarme solo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-9178472267067951118?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/9178472267067951118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-amo-amiga-sos-mucho-micaela.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/9178472267067951118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/9178472267067951118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-amo-amiga-sos-mucho-micaela.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sfe7e7gbpoI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1Iimo01jOUA/s72-c/DSC-+226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-4078782634499375691</id><published>2009-04-27T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:40:17.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SfYWvd-X4fI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/y6xY7uSVPA0/s1600-h/Imagen+253-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329472213795463666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SfYWvd-X4fI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/y6xY7uSVPA0/s320/Imagen+253-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Antes de que empiece a amanecer Y &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vuelvas a tu vida habitual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Debes comprender que entre los dos&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todo ha sido puro y natural.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu loca mania Has sido mia Solo una vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dulce ironia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuego de noche, nieve de dia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luego te levantas y te vas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; El te esta esperando como siempre Luces tu sonrisa mas normal Blanca, &lt;em&gt;pero fria como nieve.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tu loca mania Has sido mia &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Solo una vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dulce ironia &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fuego de noche, nieve de dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Y mientras &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yo me quiedo sin ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Como un huracan rabioso y febril &lt;strong&gt;Tanta pasion&lt;/strong&gt;, tanta osadia Fuego de noche, nieve de dia &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Noche a noche en blanco sin dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ardo entre los pliegues de mi cama Se que estas a punto de venir Pero solo viene la manana Tu loca mania Has sido mia &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Solo una vez Dulce ironia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Fuego de noche, nieve de dia &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y mientras yo me quiedo sin ti Como un huracan rabioso y febril Tanta pasion, tanta osadia, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FUEGO DE NOCHE, NIEVE DE DÍA&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/2379614244004770976-4078782634499375691?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/4078782634499375691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/antes-de-que-empiece-amanecer-y-vuelvas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4078782634499375691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4078782634499375691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/antes-de-que-empiece-amanecer-y-vuelvas.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SfYWvd-X4fI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/y6xY7uSVPA0/s72-c/Imagen+253-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5117168863331011842</id><published>2009-04-23T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:34:03.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SfDQdS-_zcI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4dODddctmpE/s1600-h/Coperacha0535-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327987560910147010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SfDQdS-_zcI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4dODddctmpE/s320/Coperacha0535-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;e dan la fuerza para seguir de pie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Los amo con mi vida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;amigos&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/2379614244004770976-5117168863331011842?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5117168863331011842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/m-e-dan-la-fuerza-para-seguir-de-pie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5117168863331011842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5117168863331011842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/m-e-dan-la-fuerza-para-seguir-de-pie.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SfDQdS-_zcI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4dODddctmpE/s72-c/Coperacha0535-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-8391705655168022641</id><published>2009-04-12T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:47:45.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SeKLT1zBX3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/O9ok2134izY/s1600-h/Imagen+209-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323970882480201586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SeKLT1zBX3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/O9ok2134izY/s320/Imagen+209-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ecesito besarte otra vez.&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/2379614244004770976-8391705655168022641?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/8391705655168022641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/n-ecesito-besarte-otra-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8391705655168022641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8391705655168022641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/n-ecesito-besarte-otra-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SeKLT1zBX3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/O9ok2134izY/s72-c/Imagen+209-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-7608426268313969516</id><published>2009-04-11T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:36:24.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SeDEokWr9nI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NDQ6R3aBIL0/s1600-h/Imagen+249-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323470960784569970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SeDEokWr9nI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NDQ6R3aBIL0/s320/Imagen+249-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Si tu supieras que &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tu recuerdo me acaricia como el viento&lt;/span&gt; que mi corazon se a quedado sin palabras para decirte que &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;es tan grande lo que siento&lt;/span&gt;. Si tu supieras como te ansia cada espacio de mi cuerpo como &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;palpitan tus recuerdos en mi alma&lt;/span&gt; cuando se queda tu precencia aqui en mi pecho. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ven entregame tu amor para calmar este dolor de &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no tenerte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; para borrar con tus caricias mis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lamentos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; para sembrar mil rosas nuevas en tu vientre. Ven entregame tu amor que esta mi vida en cada beso para darte y que se pierda en el pasado este tormento que no basta &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;el mundo entero para amarte&lt;/span&gt;. Si tu supieras que es como un grito que se estrella en el silencio &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;este vacio de tenerte solo en sueños&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mientras me calma el corazon por ser tu dueño. Si tu supieras como desangrare en tus ojos mis anhelos &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cuando me miran sin saber que estoy muriendo por entregarte la pasion que llevo dentro&lt;/span&gt;. Ven entregame tu amor que &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sin medida estoy dispuesto a enamorarte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; borrar por siempre mi vida las lagrimas que habitan y cada noche sin tus besos en el rincon de mis lamentos. Ven &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;entregame tu amor&lt;/span&gt; Que esta mi vida en cada beso para darte y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;que se pierda en el pasado este tormento que no basta &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;todo el tiempo para amarte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ringtonematcher.com/co/ringtonematcher/02/noc.asp?sid=LULDros&amp;amp;artist=Fernandez+Alejandro"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.ringtonematcher.com/co/ringtonematcher/02/noc.asp?sid=LULDros&amp;amp;artist=Fernandez+Alejandro"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2379614244004770976-7608426268313969516?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/7608426268313969516/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/si-tu-supieras-que-tu-recuerdo-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7608426268313969516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7608426268313969516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/si-tu-supieras-que-tu-recuerdo-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SeDEokWr9nI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NDQ6R3aBIL0/s72-c/Imagen+249-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3279915520883878042</id><published>2009-04-10T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:39:49.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sd-fszYzmuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BSeXKyQ2bP0/s1600-h/Imagen+260-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 295px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323148876632529634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sd-fszYzmuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BSeXKyQ2bP0/s320/Imagen+260-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a luz vas a apagar y el cielo a encender &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;odo esta tranquilo por aqui &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e voy a conocer, me voy a apasionar &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o hay mucho más que decir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-3279915520883878042?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3279915520883878042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/l-luz-vas-apagar-y-el-cielo-encender-t.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3279915520883878042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3279915520883878042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/l-luz-vas-apagar-y-el-cielo-encender-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sd-fszYzmuI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BSeXKyQ2bP0/s72-c/Imagen+260-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-2109346669706863439</id><published>2009-04-09T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:47:52.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sd6V4LB86RI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lsDpkhkw1oQ/s1600-h/Robert+Pattinson+202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322856601864694034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sd6V4LB86RI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lsDpkhkw1oQ/s320/Robert+Pattinson+202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Que te quedaras conmigo una vida entera que contigo adios inviernos solo primavera que las olas son de magia y no de agua salada &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;yo te creo todo y tú no me das nada&lt;/span&gt;, tú no me das nada Que si sigo tu camino llegaré hasta el cielo &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;tú me mientes en la cara y yo me vuelvo ciego&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;yo me trago tus palabras&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tú juegas un juego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y me brilla el mundo cuando dices luego, cuando dices luego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cuando dices siento siento que eres todo cuando dices vida yo estaré contigo tomas de mi mano y por dentro lloro &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;aunque sea mentira me haces sentir&lt;/span&gt; vivo aunque es falso el aire siento que respiro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mientes tan bien, que me sabe a verdad todo lo que me das.&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/2379614244004770976-2109346669706863439?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/2109346669706863439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/que-te-quedaras-conmigo-una-vida-entera.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/2109346669706863439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/2109346669706863439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/que-te-quedaras-conmigo-una-vida-entera.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sd6V4LB86RI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lsDpkhkw1oQ/s72-c/Robert+Pattinson+202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5866803003167709505</id><published>2009-04-08T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:00:57.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sd1H4kEzTlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/cHBt7APl1HM/s1600-h/Imagen+242-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322489371703856722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sd1H4kEzTlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/cHBt7APl1HM/s320/Imagen+242-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Olvidarte es un intento que no lo deseo tanto porque &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tanto es que lo intento que me acuerdo mucho mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; y he llegado a sospechar que mi afan de no acordarme es lo que me tiene &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;enferma de recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;olvidarte es lo que espero para reanudar mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;harta de seguir soñando con la posibilidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de que un dia por error, o pura curiosidad le preguntes a un amigo por mis huesos&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/2379614244004770976-5866803003167709505?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5866803003167709505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/olvidarte-es-un-intento-que-no-lo-deseo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5866803003167709505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5866803003167709505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/olvidarte-es-un-intento-que-no-lo-deseo.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sd1H4kEzTlI/AAAAAAAAAOg/cHBt7APl1HM/s72-c/Imagen+242-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3047240944036047579</id><published>2009-04-07T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T10:55:10.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SduS3uA4KXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sH8CgGdkJaw/s1600-h/Imagen+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322008870610545010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SduS3uA4KXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sH8CgGdkJaw/s320/Imagen+204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;jame entrar&lt;/span&gt; a tu vida y a tu corazon, que yo &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;quiero solo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;darte amor&lt;/span&gt; mi amor... si tu supieras &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cuanto estoy sufriendo&lt;/span&gt;, por que se bien q no soy tu dueño, este dolor me esta consumiendo, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;quisiera amarte sin limite de tiempo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;omo quisiera que esto fuera un sueño, y &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;estar contigo a cada momento&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/2379614244004770976-3047240944036047579?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3047240944036047579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/d-e-jame-entrar-tu-vida-y-tu-corazon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3047240944036047579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3047240944036047579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/d-e-jame-entrar-tu-vida-y-tu-corazon.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SduS3uA4KXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sH8CgGdkJaw/s72-c/Imagen+204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6504700021666247148</id><published>2009-04-04T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:55:24.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdeCldCqu1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/2M4OkUoqeis/s1600-h/400_12~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320865064724118354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdeCldCqu1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/2M4OkUoqeis/s320/400_12~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;amos a la orilla del mar a que me digas lo que sientes bailando a despertar al sol que duerme cantando &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;te quiero enamorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Mi vida ven, ven, ven te doy un beso y mi alma también respira ven, ven, ven, y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;si te gusta puedo darte otros cien.&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/2379614244004770976-6504700021666247148?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6504700021666247148/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/v-amos-la-orilla-del-mar-que-me-digas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6504700021666247148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6504700021666247148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/v-amos-la-orilla-del-mar-que-me-digas.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdeCldCqu1I/AAAAAAAAAOI/2M4OkUoqeis/s72-c/400_12~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3497504114817297451</id><published>2009-04-04T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:53:10.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Es que te amo demasiado aun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Y me cuesta hacerme aun lado,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Siempre salgo lastimada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-3497504114817297451?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3497504114817297451/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/es-que-te-amo-demasiado-aun-y-me-cuesta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3497504114817297451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3497504114817297451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/es-que-te-amo-demasiado-aun-y-me-cuesta.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-1334495688633935759</id><published>2009-04-03T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:01:13.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sdawrrz5KVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/akYIix3H2OY/s1600-h/Imagen+372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320634274326063442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sdawrrz5KVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/akYIix3H2OY/s320/Imagen+372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;¿Por que decimos: "Mi amor imposible"? Imposible? crees que algo pueda ser imposible ? &lt;strong&gt;Quiza decimos&lt;/strong&gt;: "Mi amor imposible" &lt;strong&gt;por que es uno el que ama, por que das y das&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;pero nunca recibes nada a cambio&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;por que pensas que nunca vas a ocupar algun lugar de sus planes&lt;/strong&gt; .. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;El amor es cosa de dos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nada es imposible&lt;/span&gt;, y si crees que lo es, sera por que &lt;strong&gt;nunca&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;lo has intentado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-1334495688633935759?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/1334495688633935759/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/por-que-decimos-mi-amor-imposible.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/1334495688633935759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/1334495688633935759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/por-que-decimos-mi-amor-imposible.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sdawrrz5KVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/akYIix3H2OY/s72-c/Imagen+372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-2971603967330585386</id><published>2009-04-03T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:54:18.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdavE-4dPpI/AAAAAAAAANw/AHkoURo3cy4/s1600-h/120596~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320632509918953106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdavE-4dPpI/AAAAAAAAANw/AHkoURo3cy4/s320/120596~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nose, no encuentro formas de explicar que despues de todo &lt;strong&gt;te amo&lt;/strong&gt;, aunque nos vivamos pelando y trates de remplazarme sigo con la idea de que ahi algo mas entre nosotros dos. Aunque nieges que me amas, aunque intentes no mirarme, &lt;strong&gt;escuchar tu vos me da placer&lt;/strong&gt; y &lt;strong&gt;que me ignores que da mucho mas&lt;/strong&gt;. De veras, me encanta escucharte decir que &lt;strong&gt;ya todo termino&lt;/strong&gt;, que no van a existir esos escapes nocturnos y que &lt;strong&gt;mi nombre no va a aparecer mas en tu celular&lt;/strong&gt;. Quieras o no, siempre queda algo, te voy a recordar y voy a saber como estas. Aun asi, tu orgullo y tu ignorancia me llenan de energia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;¡&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NO TE PIENSO SACAR DE MIS PLANES ! &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/2379614244004770976-2971603967330585386?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/2971603967330585386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/nose-no-encuentro-formas-de-explicar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/2971603967330585386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/2971603967330585386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/nose-no-encuentro-formas-de-explicar.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdavE-4dPpI/AAAAAAAAANw/AHkoURo3cy4/s72-c/120596~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6948315350828738102</id><published>2009-04-03T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T08:50:27.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdYv6f3CfEI/AAAAAAAAANk/LVp2t0AQlIg/s1600-h/123726~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320492691816086594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdYv6f3CfEI/AAAAAAAAANk/LVp2t0AQlIg/s320/123726~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Fernando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Conocerte fue una de las mejores cosas que me pasaron, gracias por ser el mejor amigo que alguien puede tener&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;Te amo&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/2379614244004770976-6948315350828738102?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6948315350828738102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/fernando-conocerte-fue-una-de-las.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6948315350828738102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6948315350828738102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/fernando-conocerte-fue-una-de-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdYv6f3CfEI/AAAAAAAAANk/LVp2t0AQlIg/s72-c/123726~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-8635326688084335313</id><published>2009-04-02T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:00:38.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdV6GjnD21I/AAAAAAAAANc/9_-PTQBgkCY/s1600-h/Imagen+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320292787864984402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdV6GjnD21I/AAAAAAAAANc/9_-PTQBgkCY/s320/Imagen+193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lo miras y te preguntas una y otra vez si vale la pena pasar por lo que estas pasando solo por el, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lo miras e intentas explicarte reiteradas veces el porque de &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tanto&lt;/span&gt; amor.&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/2379614244004770976-8635326688084335313?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/8635326688084335313/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/lo-miras-y-te-preguntas-una-y-otra-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8635326688084335313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8635326688084335313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/lo-miras-y-te-preguntas-una-y-otra-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdV6GjnD21I/AAAAAAAAANc/9_-PTQBgkCY/s72-c/Imagen+193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3504075270674398281</id><published>2009-04-02T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T15:17:17.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdU3MsaHbEI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kt9q0fcEFUE/s1600-h/Imagen+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o te encontrare &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o habra sitio en el mundo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;onde te escondan te hallare &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o te encontrare &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;orque eres mi destino &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;unque seas la aguja en el pajar &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o te encontrare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320219226026765378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdU3MsaHbEI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kt9q0fcEFUE/s320/Imagen+188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2379614244004770976-3504075270674398281?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3504075270674398281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/y-o-te-encontrare-n-o-habra-sitio-en-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3504075270674398281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3504075270674398281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/04/y-o-te-encontrare-n-o-habra-sitio-en-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdU3MsaHbEI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kt9q0fcEFUE/s72-c/Imagen+188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-8402003056490641250</id><published>2009-03-30T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:30:29.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdFUUpfLsGI/AAAAAAAAANE/eYDpScGeSKo/s1600-h/Imagen+361-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319125348612026466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdFUUpfLsGI/AAAAAAAAANE/eYDpScGeSKo/s320/Imagen+361-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdFUUgK6FuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zs2o9Tangk4/s1600-h/Imagen+409-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319125346111067874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SdFUUgK6FuI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zs2o9Tangk4/s320/Imagen+409-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Por que siento que si sos mas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;imposible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;mas te quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;por que este sentimiento no se puede ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;una lagrima representa todo el dolor que senti, la indiferencia entre nosotros, ese espacio que hay, que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;cada vez es mas grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, cada segundo que pasa,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;es como si te alejaras mas y mas de mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;pero te alejas fisicamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, por que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigues presente en mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;# &lt;em&gt;Preferiría ser un poco más dura para soportar&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tener que verte así como si nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, después de haberte dicho que ya te he olvidado,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que eres parte de un pasado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;al cual no quiero recurrir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;nunca más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. Sin embargo te veo y me provocas ganas de escaparme ahora contigo y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;estar juntos una vez más&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. Llévame esta noche como antes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;olvidémosnos de lo que ayer nos separó...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2379614244004770976-8402003056490641250?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/8402003056490641250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/por-que-siento-que-si-sos-mas-imposible.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8402003056490641250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8402003056490641250'/><link 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style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uavemente desparramado en algún cordón con una quilmes al lado de mi corazón un par de poemas reprimidos que ya no sirven mas que te aseguro nena el no te los va a dar y yo ahora se que no, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o te importo nada pero algun día caerás a mi por eso &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no llores por quien no te ama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ma a quien llora por ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-8155532865522914347?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/8155532865522914347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/s-uavemente-desparramado-en-algun.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8155532865522914347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8155532865522914347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/s-uavemente-desparramado-en-algun.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-7110828192542157945</id><published>2009-03-27T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:00:57.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sc0gzD9xmaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/i6QUE5hoY7s/s1600-h/Imagen+384-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 310px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317942796604250530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sc0gzD9xmaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/i6QUE5hoY7s/s320/Imagen+384-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;olo quedate en silencio 5 minutos acariciame un momento ven junto a mi te dare el ultimo beso el mas profundo guardare mi sentimientos y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;me ire lejos de 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/2379614244004770976-7110828192542157945?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/7110828192542157945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/s-olo-quedate-en-silencio-5-minutos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7110828192542157945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7110828192542157945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/s-olo-quedate-en-silencio-5-minutos.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Sc0gzD9xmaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/i6QUE5hoY7s/s72-c/Imagen+384-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-7256946286566865881</id><published>2009-03-26T17:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:52:01.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScwhFVdOUXI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MwIO8L2fT4c/s1600-h/Imagen+400-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317661635560493426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScwhFVdOUXI/AAAAAAAAAMc/MwIO8L2fT4c/s320/Imagen+400-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;l amor es pasión, obesión, no poder vivir sin alguien. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;¡Pierde la cabeza!.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ncuentra a alguien a quien amar como loca y que te ame de igual manera. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;¿Cómo encontrarlo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ues...olvida el intelecto y escucha al corazón. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;orque lo cierto es que vivir sin eso no tiene sentido alguno. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;legar a viejo sin haberse enamorado de verdad... en fin, es como no haber vivido. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ienes que intentarlo, porque si no lo intentas, no habrás vivido.&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/2379614244004770976-7256946286566865881?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/7256946286566865881/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-l-amor-es-pasion-obesion-no-poder.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-284170540815617037</id><published>2009-03-26T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:07:43.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uantas carisias perdidas en mi diván &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uantos reglamo a &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ios mismo que ya &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o estas, hago canciones de amor &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;n tu memoria y en todas &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;vuelvo como siempre a la misma historia - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2379614244004770976-284170540815617037?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/284170540815617037/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuantas-carisias-perdidas-en-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScsO1__96yI/AAAAAAAAAME/1SWAE-F6v7A/s1600-h/102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317360105916590882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScsO1__96yI/AAAAAAAAAME/1SWAE-F6v7A/s320/102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="6450286292940844843"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;# &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e busque en el infinito y en las huellas de tus labios, en uno de tus cigarrillos esperando hasta el cansancio. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;tu me has hechado &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;al olvido&lt;/span&gt; y la suerte se me escapa en un suspiro, y tu te me vas de las manos y la vida se me rompe &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;en mil pedazos&lt;/span&gt;. Y yo lloro por ti, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;soñando&lt;/span&gt; que lo nuestro tiene algun remedio; lloro por ti, es que &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no hay forma&lt;/span&gt; de olvidarme de tus besos; lloro por ti, por que no dejo de pensar &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cuanto&lt;/span&gt; te quiero. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;on la luna reflejada en tu mirada me he perdido en el laberinto. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oy cautiva de tu amor, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tu prisionera&lt;/span&gt;; y tu has llenado el vacio, un rincon donde &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tu boca&lt;/span&gt; fue mi alivio. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tu te me vas de las manos y la vida &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;se me rompe&lt;/span&gt; en mil pedazos, y yo lloro por ti, soñando que lo nuestro tiene &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;algun remedio&lt;/span&gt;; lloro por ti, es que no hay forma de olvidarme de tus besos por que &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no dejo de pensar cuanto te quiero&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; es que no encuentro una salida, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;una forma&lt;/span&gt; de curar estas heridas... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lloro por ti&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/2379614244004770976-545200168393434577?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/545200168393434577/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/t-e-busque-en-el-infinito-y-en-las.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/545200168393434577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/545200168393434577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/t-e-busque-en-el-infinito-y-en-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScsO1__96yI/AAAAAAAAAME/1SWAE-F6v7A/s72-c/102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5656049427015994975</id><published>2009-03-25T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:18:40.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScqA8PodCbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hRw6ALKsR9c/s1600-h/Robert+Pattinson+28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317204082541005234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScqA8PodCbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hRw6ALKsR9c/s320/Robert+Pattinson+28.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ves que mi amor es &lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;u amor Qu&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt; tu ausencia es d&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;lor Que es amorge e&lt;strong&gt;l&lt;/strong&gt; sabro si no estás Si te &lt;strong&gt;v&lt;/strong&gt;as y no regresas nunca más Que aún te puedo llenar Con m&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; piel en tu piel &lt;strong&gt;d&lt;/strong&gt;e pasión Que aún se puede s&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;lvar la ilusión Pa&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;a volv&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;r a respirar, en tu corazón&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/2379614244004770976-5656049427015994975?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5656049427015994975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/ves-que-mi-amor-es-t-u-amor-qu-e-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5656049427015994975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5656049427015994975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/ves-que-mi-amor-es-t-u-amor-qu-e-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScqA8PodCbI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hRw6ALKsR9c/s72-c/Robert+Pattinson+28.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-613855421807704506</id><published>2009-03-24T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:31:27.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScmH8hXmpeI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0bi1m5bAMy0/s1600-h/N13579~3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316930308906853858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScmH8hXmpeI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0bi1m5bAMy0/s320/N13579~3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;No me importa donde estas con quien sales, con quien vas me da igual&lt;strong&gt; sino quieres verme mas haste un lado pero ya &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no me dañes mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Tanto tiempo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;te espere&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tantas noches te soñe&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;solo en sueños te bese y en tus labios me quede.&lt;/em&gt; En cambio tu apagas mi luz &lt;strong&gt;sin mirar atras&lt;/strong&gt; hoy yo lo que quiero es despertar y &lt;strong&gt;borrar todo lo que fui pensando que serias para mi&lt;/strong&gt;. Me cuesta tanto asimilar que todo lo que vi es real &lt;strong&gt;me tengo que alejar siento ganas de llorar&lt;/strong&gt; no lo puedo soportar me cuesta respirar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-613855421807704506?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/613855421807704506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-me-importa-donde-estas-con-quien_24.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/613855421807704506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/613855421807704506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-me-importa-donde-estas-con-quien_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/ScmH8hXmpeI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0bi1m5bAMy0/s72-c/N13579~3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3286470453582719472</id><published>2009-03-23T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:05:54.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Scg-QwrE4qI/AAAAAAAAALs/kqq1it4edNs/s1600-h/1237830947760_f-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316567817775276706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Scg-QwrE4qI/AAAAAAAAALs/kqq1it4edNs/s320/1237830947760_f-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cuando empezamos eras para mí tan solo un pasatiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, no más. Así que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nunca te consideré y &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;te pasé a dejar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Y ahora todo cambió, “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;quien te llama, soy yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”. Es que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mi cálculo falló&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, inversamente no, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;no te olvidé hasta hoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Vuelve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, que el tiempo pasa y yo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;te hecho de menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. En este punto te seré sincero y dejaré que hable mi corazón. Que está latiendo, desesperado por ir a buscarte, pero &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;es inútil porque se ha hecho tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me arrepiento&lt;/span&gt; de lo que pasó&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/2379614244004770976-3286470453582719472?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3286470453582719472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuando-empezamos-eras-para-mi-tan-solo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3286470453582719472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3286470453582719472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuando-empezamos-eras-para-mi-tan-solo.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/Scg-QwrE4qI/AAAAAAAAALs/kqq1it4edNs/s72-c/1237830947760_f-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5684065226502708618</id><published>2009-03-21T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:30:44.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Te extraño, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cuando &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;te extraño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tengo miedo de sufrir un desengaño. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No ves que estoy llorando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; por tu amor perdido, y que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;me estoy muriendo por &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;estar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Tu me diste las alas para volar y ahora &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;estoy callendo porque no estas&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/2379614244004770976-5684065226502708618?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5684065226502708618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/te-extrano-cuando-te-extrano.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5684065226502708618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5684065226502708618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/te-extrano-cuando-te-extrano.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-4488996819320961306</id><published>2009-03-11T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:42:00.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SbgukC-dVUI/AAAAAAAAALk/7-mTY_CU8Eg/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCAZLLYMD-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312046957292508482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SbgukC-dVUI/AAAAAAAAALk/7-mTY_CU8Eg/s320/GetAttachmentCAZLLYMD-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Me dueles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, en el fondo de mi corazón, &lt;em&gt;la herida no ha cerrado todavía&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no hay forma en que pueda olvidarte yo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yo siento, &lt;em&gt;te has llevado ya mi vida&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Siempre&lt;/span&gt; intento olvidarte, y te vuelvo a encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; siempre en cada rincón, y debajo del mar si me voy del planeta, eres estrella fugaz si en las noches yo duermo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;en mi sueño tu estas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-4488996819320961306?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/4488996819320961306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-dueles-en-el-fondo-de-mi-corazon-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4488996819320961306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4488996819320961306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-dueles-en-el-fondo-de-mi-corazon-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SbgukC-dVUI/AAAAAAAAALk/7-mTY_CU8Eg/s72-c/GetAttachmentCAZLLYMD-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-2541747697950462992</id><published>2009-03-09T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:04:02.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SbWfqGTrCkI/AAAAAAAAALM/7laqzzOLiNs/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCA1P46OZ-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311326881149815362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SbWfqGTrCkI/AAAAAAAAALM/7laqzzOLiNs/s320/GetAttachmentCA1P46OZ-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No me importa donde estas con quien sales, con quien vas &lt;em&gt;me da igual&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sino quieres verme mas haste un lado pero ya &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no me dañes mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Tanto tiempo te espere&lt;/em&gt; tantas noches te soñe solo en sueños te bese y en tus labios me quede. &lt;strong&gt;En cambio tu apagas mi luz &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sin mirar atras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hoy yo lo que quiero es despertar y borrar todo lo que fui pensando que serias para mi. &lt;strong&gt;Me cuesta tanto asimilar&lt;/strong&gt; que todo lo que vi es real &lt;strong&gt;me tengo que alejar&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;siento ganas de llorar no lo puedo soportar&lt;/strong&gt; me cuesta respirar.&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/2379614244004770976-2541747697950462992?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/2541747697950462992/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-me-importa-donde-estas-con-quien.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/2541747697950462992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/2541747697950462992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-me-importa-donde-estas-con-quien.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SbWfqGTrCkI/AAAAAAAAALM/7laqzzOLiNs/s72-c/GetAttachmentCA1P46OZ-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-4052529595774399454</id><published>2009-03-04T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:30:48.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Por que en cada hoja esta tu nombre, tu significas una gran parte de mi,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;nunca crei que serias algo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tan&lt;/span&gt; fuerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aquel dia que te vi,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;¿quien hubiera imaginado, que pasaria por todo esto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cuanto quise yo, tenerte y se me cumplio, cuanto tuve que recorrer para besarte, cuantas lunas fueron testigos del crecimiento de nuestro amor,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cuantas lunas me vieron llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pensarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;como es posible que tenga que volver a decirte adios, decirme a mi misma,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;que nunca mas sera mismo,&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;existis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pero ya yo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;no existo para vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-4052529595774399454?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/4052529595774399454/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/por-que-en-cada-hoja-esta-tu-nombre-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4052529595774399454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4052529595774399454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/por-que-en-cada-hoja-esta-tu-nombre-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-652057464591588880</id><published>2009-03-02T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:35:24.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SayzMO6niYI/AAAAAAAAALE/r6Eaev3NVJg/s1600-h/N12E0D~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308815083506731394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SayzMO6niYI/AAAAAAAAALE/r6Eaev3NVJg/s320/N12E0D~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hay personas, que parecen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hermanos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;te amo muchisimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;bro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-652057464591588880?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/652057464591588880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/hay-personas-que-parecen-hermanos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/652057464591588880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/652057464591588880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/hay-personas-que-parecen-hermanos.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SayzMO6niYI/AAAAAAAAALE/r6Eaev3NVJg/s72-c/N12E0D~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-8382722157841777436</id><published>2009-03-02T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:32:50.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SayytwZl0sI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IFv-Dy_pHAQ/s1600-h/Copia+de+N13907~2-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308814559919067842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SayytwZl0sI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IFv-Dy_pHAQ/s320/Copia+de+N13907~2-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Te quiero muchisimo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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/2379614244004770976-8382722157841777436?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/8382722157841777436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/te-quiero-muchisimo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8382722157841777436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8382722157841777436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/te-quiero-muchisimo.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SayytwZl0sI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IFv-Dy_pHAQ/s72-c/Copia+de+N13907~2-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-7621913992920087515</id><published>2009-03-01T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:39:51.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~  Amar es una cosa especial, no es un viene y va. Amar &lt;strong&gt;sólo te pasa una vez, pero de verdad&lt;/strong&gt;. Amar es cuando sólo piensas en dónde estará. Amar es como un milagro muy difícil de explicar. Amar &lt;strong&gt;es cuando lo proteges&lt;/strong&gt; de la lluvia y el viento. Amar es cuando &lt;strong&gt;tú lo abrazas y te olvidas del tiempo&lt;/strong&gt;. Amar es cuando &lt;strong&gt;tú lo ves y te pones nerviosa&lt;/strong&gt;. Amar es cuando &lt;strong&gt;te das cuenta de tus sentimientos&lt;/strong&gt;. Por amarte robaría una estrella y te la regalaría. Por amarte cruzaría los mares sólo por abrazarte. Por amarte juntaría la lluvia con el fuego. Por amarte daría mi vida,&lt;strong&gt; sólo por besarte&lt;/strong&gt;. Amar es cuando escribes su nombre por todo el cielo. Amar es cuando &lt;strong&gt;sólo sueñas en llevártelo lejos&lt;/strong&gt;. Amar es cuando tú lo ves y se queda en tus ojos. Amar es cuando te das cuenta de que &lt;strong&gt;el lo es todo  ~ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-7621913992920087515?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/7621913992920087515/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/amar-es-una-cosa-especial-no-es-un.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7621913992920087515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7621913992920087515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/03/amar-es-una-cosa-especial-no-es-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3447980585567559726</id><published>2009-02-23T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:15:33.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaLztPMjrbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/C69VrJDzFC8/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306071269494730162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaLztPMjrbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/C69VrJDzFC8/s320/19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;No me gustaría perderte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;No me gustaría olvidarte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Desde ahora y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;para siempre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;somos amigas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;inseparables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-3447980585567559726?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3447980585567559726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-me-gustaria-perderte-no-me-gustaria.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3447980585567559726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3447980585567559726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-me-gustaria-perderte-no-me-gustaria.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaLztPMjrbI/AAAAAAAAAKs/C69VrJDzFC8/s72-c/19.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5156642337551806584</id><published>2009-02-22T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:07:51.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt; Y si vos me preguntás hoy: &lt;strong&gt;¿qué carajo es el amor?,&lt;/strong&gt; yo te contesto, &lt;strong&gt;miralos a ellos dos. )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaIS0RS30DI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4JAN3taEdhs/s1600-h/GEF95E~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 46px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305824000200921138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaIS0RS30DI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4JAN3taEdhs/s320/GEF95E~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;referiría no saber más de ti, a tener que fingir. Lo que nos juntó y separó tantas veces, hoy nos encontró en mal tiempo. &lt;strong&gt;No sé que es lo que buscás&lt;/strong&gt; y te soy sincera &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no te entiendo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;¿&lt;/strong&gt;Qué quieres saber de mi, si no te interesa&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;¿&lt;/strong&gt;Qué quieres hablar si no hay tema&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;¿&lt;/strong&gt;Qué quieres que te diga si ya te di a entender todo&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt; No quiero ser frontal, SI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; TOTAL NO TE VA A IMPORTAR..&lt;/span&gt; ( &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-5156642337551806584?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5156642337551806584/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-si-vos-me-preguntas-hoy-que-carajo-es.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5156642337551806584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5156642337551806584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-si-vos-me-preguntas-hoy-que-carajo-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaIS0RS30DI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4JAN3taEdhs/s72-c/GEF95E~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5849670649312018031</id><published>2009-02-22T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T16:27:17.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaHsemtkNSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RCd1QV1jWXM/s1600-h/foti%C3%B1o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305781846551049506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaHsemtkNSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RCd1QV1jWXM/s320/foti%C3%B1o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y cuando pienso en ti , siempre llego al mismo sitio del que me fui amor, y &lt;strong&gt;cuando no te veo busco la manera de imaginarte&lt;/strong&gt; , y siempre llego &lt;strong&gt;al mismo sitio del que me fui amor&lt;/strong&gt;, y cuando quiero besarte, recuerdo tus besos, y que? siempre llego al mismo sitio del que me fui, amor . &lt;strong&gt;No me irè, nunca mas, por que esto ya no tiene salida&lt;/strong&gt;, siempre sera asi, siempre estaràs para mi? Siempre podrè volver a ti ? Y todo esto es real? Puedo confiar? Nunca te iràs? Siempre viviras, junto a mi? Tengo muchos años, para &lt;strong&gt;quedarme a esperar tus respuestas&lt;/strong&gt;.. toda una vida si la necesitas amor · &lt;strong&gt;Solo dime la verdad&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;y nunca&lt;/strong&gt; mas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;te vallàs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2379614244004770976-5849670649312018031?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5849670649312018031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-cuando-pienso-en-ti-siempre-llego-al.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5849670649312018031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5849670649312018031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-cuando-pienso-en-ti-siempre-llego-al.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaHsemtkNSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/RCd1QV1jWXM/s72-c/foti%C3%B1o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-483156504448760080</id><published>2009-02-21T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T15:00:52.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaCGm0xwcGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zFX0ZQ42PLY/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305388362602934370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaCGm0xwcGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zFX0ZQ42PLY/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Porque será que aun yo sigo enamorado, Alucinándome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;viviendo en el ayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;porque será que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;me hago daño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;si yo se que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;es un engaño&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;el pensar que tu me llegues a querer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Porque será mi amor que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;todavía insisto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;creyendo que un milagro pueda suceder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;que tu por mi sientas lo mismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que te des cuenta de que existo y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;porque me amas tu tambien&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/2379614244004770976-483156504448760080?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/483156504448760080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/porque-sera-que-aun-yo-sigo-enamorado.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/483156504448760080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/483156504448760080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/porque-sera-que-aun-yo-sigo-enamorado.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SaCGm0xwcGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zFX0ZQ42PLY/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-9004628020474282934</id><published>2009-02-20T20:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:55:28.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZ-InY7MKMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/afNoQ4GWMog/s1600-h/Imagen+448-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305109096352721090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZ-InY7MKMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/afNoQ4GWMog/s320/Imagen+448-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Continuamente busco una excusa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;una razón que me impulse a ser mejor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hoy me pareció ver surgir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, a lo lejos, una luz…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;un destello que se convirtió de repente en una&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;inocente excusa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ya he encontrado mi razón;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mi razón eres tú…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-9004628020474282934?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/9004628020474282934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/continuamente-busco-una-excusa-una.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/9004628020474282934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/9004628020474282934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/continuamente-busco-una-excusa-una.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZ-InY7MKMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/afNoQ4GWMog/s72-c/Imagen+448-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-2673128747294502944</id><published>2009-02-20T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:27:51.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZ-CPRa70SI/AAAAAAAAAI0/s3pSXG7AX3I/s1600-h/50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305102084951757090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZ-CPRa70SI/AAAAAAAAAI0/s3pSXG7AX3I/s320/50.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Que se yo, si acaso me recuerdas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;para ti lo nuestro fue casual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;solo se que no me canso de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;soñarte entre mis brazos de esperar entre tu labios me digan mi amor venme a buscar y sentir que el universo es tuyo y mío en un gran beso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;que mi amor no es invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;que no eres&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imposible.&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/2379614244004770976-2673128747294502944?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/2673128747294502944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/que-se-yo-si-acaso-me-recuerdas-para-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/2673128747294502944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/2673128747294502944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/que-se-yo-si-acaso-me-recuerdas-para-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZ-CPRa70SI/AAAAAAAAAI0/s3pSXG7AX3I/s72-c/50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6071405466541450520</id><published>2009-02-19T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:19:17.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZ4Er5D2PII/AAAAAAAAAIU/jVqqTCHnSs4/s1600-h/Imagen+410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 77px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304682563186867330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZ4Er5D2PII/AAAAAAAAAIU/jVqqTCHnSs4/s400/Imagen+410.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si deseas algo con mucha fuerza... déjalo en libertad... si vuelve a ti, siempre fue tuyo... si no regresa, &lt;strong&gt;no te pertenecía desde el principio...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-6071405466541450520?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6071405466541450520/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/si-deseas-algo-con-mucha-fuerza.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6071405466541450520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6071405466541450520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/si-deseas-algo-con-mucha-fuerza.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZ4Er5D2PII/AAAAAAAAAIU/jVqqTCHnSs4/s72-c/Imagen+410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-4802335919637880950</id><published>2009-02-15T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:53:41.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZjGt4ciPDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YTjk55i853k/s1600-h/ROBERT~3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303207052777241650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZjGt4ciPDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YTjk55i853k/s400/ROBERT~3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;obert &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;attinson&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-4802335919637880950?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/4802335919637880950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/r-obert-p-attinson.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4802335919637880950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4802335919637880950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/r-obert-p-attinson.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZjGt4ciPDI/AAAAAAAAAIM/YTjk55i853k/s72-c/ROBERT~3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-4933990902341925043</id><published>2009-02-12T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:51:53.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZSnHJFrY1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/kCISRf6TqLE/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302046402462573394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZSnHJFrY1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/kCISRf6TqLE/s400/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Una de las cosas mas tristes de la vida, es cuando conoces a alguien qe significa todo, y solo para darte cuenta que no era para tí, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lo tienes qe dejar ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Duele amar a alguien y no ser correspondido; pero lo más doloroso es amar a alguien y nunca encontrar el valor para decírselo. Como lo dicen todos, lo digo yo, tal vez &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dios quiere que conoscamos a unas cuantas personas equivocadas antes de conocer a la persona correcta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, y cuando la tengamos, sepamos estar agredecidos. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cuando la puerta de la felicidad se cierra, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;otra se abre&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pero muchas veces &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;miramos tanto aquella puerta que se cerró&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, que no vemos lo que se ha abierto frente a nosotros. Es cierto que &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no sabemos lo que tenemos hasta que lo perdemos&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; pero también es cierto que no sabemos lo qe hemos estado perdiendo hasta qe lo encontramos.&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/2379614244004770976-4933990902341925043?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/4933990902341925043/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/una-de-las-cosas-mas-tristes-de-la-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4933990902341925043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4933990902341925043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/una-de-las-cosas-mas-tristes-de-la-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZSnHJFrY1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/kCISRf6TqLE/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5154057716011187755</id><published>2009-02-11T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:17:48.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZMIAiOGbMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1ruMl4GfDsM/s1600-h/Imagen+487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301589991624174786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZMIAiOGbMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1ruMl4GfDsM/s400/Imagen+487.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Como quisiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;en este instante abrazarte, y mil canciones al oido cantarte. &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/2379614244004770976-5154057716011187755?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5154057716011187755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/como-quisiera-en-este-instante.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5154057716011187755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5154057716011187755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/como-quisiera-en-este-instante.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZMIAiOGbMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1ruMl4GfDsM/s72-c/Imagen+487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6698961012946237024</id><published>2009-02-10T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:59:12.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZJauLCgqNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6h0vruKo8Do/s1600-h/Imagen+486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301399460652296402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZJauLCgqNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6h0vruKo8Do/s400/Imagen+486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi nombre es Giorgina Lamónica, me dicen Gior, shorshii, chochi, gii, noni, calientapicho, giorgi, shor, etc. Nací el 7 de julio del 92 en Quilmes, tengo 16 años, soy de cáncer. Lo que mas me gusta hacer es salir con amigos a cualquier parte, pero mas que nada disfrutar de la noche.&lt;br /&gt;Soy una piba muy sensible, mas que nada cuando miro películas de amor. También soy bastante vueltera, y me enroscó mucho, siempre me hago la película de todo, todas mis amigas me lo dicen y por supuesto estoy de acuerdo en ello. Soy celosa, bastante, pero mas que nada si me das motivos. No soy de estar de mal humor seguido, es mas soy muy simpática, de chica todos lo decían, aunque a veces no tanto, cuando estoy de mal humor es mejor no estar conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta escuchar música a todo lo que da, me encanta bailar reggeton, salsa, rock con Lau, cosas que sean muy movidas. Amo estar sola en mi casa porque es el momento de PAZ. Me gusta estar en mi cuarto, porque considero que es un lugar tranquilo para descansar y pensar si es necesario.&lt;br /&gt;Soy bastante soñadora, y siempre tengo la ilusión de encontrar a mi príncipe azul (suena tonto, pero las personas que me conocen saben que es así).&lt;br /&gt;No me gusta que me toquen el pelo, ni que me hagan masajes (excepto si es Roció).&lt;br /&gt;Tengo un grupo de amigas, THEPAWU a las cuales amo muchísimo. Y dos amigas muy importantes que son las mejores amigas que alguien puede tener, las cuales me conocen de pie a cabeza. Tengo muchos amigos, del colé, de a fuera, de todos lados, que los quiero mucho a todos, son personas maravillosas.&lt;br /&gt;La familia, y los amigos son lo mas importante que tengo, sin ellos no soy nada. No hay nada peor que ver a alguien que amo llorando, es algo que me pone muy mal, y por eso soy de llorar con la persona que este mal.&lt;br /&gt;Soy de llorar mucho, no se porque pero hay días en los cuales estoy sensible, no solo por el periodo menstrual, sino porque a veces me bajoneo sola.&lt;br /&gt;Me encanta mirar películas, soy un vicio en eso. Mas que nada las de romance.&lt;br /&gt;Mi color favorito es el violeta.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca tuve NOVIO, pero si estuve con chicos. Me enamore 5 veces de personas increíbles, con algunos termine siendo amiga, y con otros no me hablo mas.&lt;br /&gt;Me encanta la primavera y el otoño, porque el clima es bastante bueno. Ni mucho frió, ni mucho calor.&lt;br /&gt;Odio el pescado, pero me gusta mucho los sorrentinos.&lt;br /&gt;Me llevo bien con casi todos, soy muy sociable. Pero a veces gusgo a las personas sin conocerlas, y lo admito. Esta mal, pero a veces pienso que con las actitudes basta, y creo que no es tan así.&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta mucho las canciones - frases melosas. Soy de poner siempre en el folotog, o blog.&lt;br /&gt;Soy feliz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-6698961012946237024?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6698961012946237024/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/mi-nombre-es-giorgina-lamonica-me-dicen.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6698961012946237024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6698961012946237024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/mi-nombre-es-giorgina-lamonica-me-dicen.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZJauLCgqNI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6h0vruKo8Do/s72-c/Imagen+486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-1058384432620091904</id><published>2009-02-10T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T09:07:19.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZGz1b8Y5UI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oFXlI9JzUDU/s1600-h/Imagen+482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301215967007270210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZGz1b8Y5UI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oFXlI9JzUDU/s400/Imagen+482.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Todo es tan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pero nada es&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; normal&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/2379614244004770976-1058384432620091904?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/1058384432620091904/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/todo-es-tan-real-pero-nada-es-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/1058384432620091904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/1058384432620091904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/todo-es-tan-real-pero-nada-es-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZGz1b8Y5UI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oFXlI9JzUDU/s72-c/Imagen+482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-331469554019465068</id><published>2009-02-09T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:23:04.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZCehR--pKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gys63H5VvUk/s1600-h/Imagen+488-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300911056015500450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZCehR--pKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gys63H5VvUk/s400/Imagen+488-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ella le gusta disfrutar de la vida de &lt;strong&gt;disco en la noche y playa de dia&lt;/strong&gt;. A ella le gusta &lt;strong&gt;seducir a los hombres&lt;/strong&gt;  le encanta el poder y &lt;strong&gt;le atrapa la noche..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-331469554019465068?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/331469554019465068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/ella-le-gusta-disfrutar-de-la-vida-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/331469554019465068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/331469554019465068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/ella-le-gusta-disfrutar-de-la-vida-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SZCehR--pKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gys63H5VvUk/s72-c/Imagen+488-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6244426740369350380</id><published>2009-02-08T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:17:06.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SY914O07fRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ayQW_BQ-glU/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 82px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300584895351586066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SY914O07fRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ayQW_BQ-glU/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Usted no sabe lo que es el amor&lt;/strong&gt;, y el miedo que causa la desolación. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-6244426740369350380?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6244426740369350380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/usted-no-sabe-lo-que-es-el-amor-y-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6244426740369350380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6244426740369350380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/usted-no-sabe-lo-que-es-el-amor-y-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SY914O07fRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ayQW_BQ-glU/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6967855240396184616</id><published>2009-02-07T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:10:39.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SY49kuv-TRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/2EqZvxnvdHI/s1600-h/GEF95E~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300241512695483666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SY49kuv-TRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/2EqZvxnvdHI/s400/GEF95E~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fue un error tan grande alejarme de ti&lt;/strong&gt; Que al pensarlo me quiero morir, Quisiera rescatar lo que por tonto perdi Abrazarte y como loco decir! &lt;strong&gt;Quiero gritarle a este mundo que te quiero&lt;/strong&gt; Que te quiero y que sin ti me estoy muriendo Quiero gritarle a este mundo que te quiero Que te quiero y que sin ti me estoy muriendo M&lt;strong&gt;e eh dado cuenta de lo idiota que fui Al separarme de tu lado&lt;/strong&gt;, siendo tan feliz Hoy te lo pido &lt;strong&gt;Ven dame una oportunidad&lt;/strong&gt; De demostrarte que aun &lt;strong&gt;te amo&lt;/strong&gt;, y &lt;strong&gt;volver a empezar&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-6967855240396184616?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6967855240396184616/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/fue-un-error-tan-grande-alejarme-de-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6967855240396184616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6967855240396184616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/02/fue-un-error-tan-grande-alejarme-de-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SY49kuv-TRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/2EqZvxnvdHI/s72-c/GEF95E~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-7762906810433276226</id><published>2009-01-20T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T07:51:48.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXXyf-_V8sI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1z3EO3jqyYg/s1600-h/Imagen+370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293403568342430402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXXyf-_V8sI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1z3EO3jqyYg/s400/Imagen+370.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Polvo eres y en polvo te convertirás, corre pues sin más…Aunque tu cara celestial necesite yo una vez más verno vuelvas la vista atrás, ya encontraré el modo de volverte a adorar; ya sea esta noche, en el reflejo de la llena luna en el mar, o en la fría mañana en ese espejo en el que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;te veo cada despertar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O quizás no deba en ti &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nunca&lt;/span&gt; más pensar&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pues sea tu recuerdo el que no deja volverme a enamorar…&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/2379614244004770976-7762906810433276226?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/7762906810433276226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/polvo-eres-y-en-polvo-te-convertirs.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7762906810433276226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7762906810433276226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/polvo-eres-y-en-polvo-te-convertirs.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXXyf-_V8sI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1z3EO3jqyYg/s72-c/Imagen+370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-4812115352676793364</id><published>2009-01-19T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:06:26.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXSWJ7C7JKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Go2JN2tJ-WY/s1600-h/Gior...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293020559280120994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXSWJ7C7JKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Go2JN2tJ-WY/s400/Gior...jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Duele amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cuando no eres correspondido, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuando todas las cosas&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;se quedan en el&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;olvido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Duele amar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a la persona equivocada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de la que siempre te dijo que mucho te amaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Duele amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;sin ser amado&lt;/span&gt; pero duele mas, estar equivocado.&lt;br /&gt;Por eso y por muchas cosas mas, verdad que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;duele amar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-4812115352676793364?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/4812115352676793364/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/duele-amar-cuando-no-eres-correspondido.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4812115352676793364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4812115352676793364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/duele-amar-cuando-no-eres-correspondido.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXSWJ7C7JKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Go2JN2tJ-WY/s72-c/Gior...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-7618542255152811473</id><published>2009-01-18T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:02:13.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXO0A3KoluI/AAAAAAAAAGU/mfkrTJQdUL0/s1600-h/Gioor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292771913992017634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXO0A3KoluI/AAAAAAAAAGU/mfkrTJQdUL0/s400/Gioor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Una palabra, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;una mirada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tan solo busco &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;un gesto de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; una sonrisa de esas que hablan que hacen sentir cosas que no me atrevo a decirte, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;una señal que le de vida a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;mi &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; que puedas notar que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;esta mujer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;te ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&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/2379614244004770976-7618542255152811473?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/7618542255152811473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/una-palabra-una-mirada-tan-solo-busco.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7618542255152811473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7618542255152811473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/una-palabra-una-mirada-tan-solo-busco.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXO0A3KoluI/AAAAAAAAAGU/mfkrTJQdUL0/s72-c/Gioor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-8086688334508439492</id><published>2009-01-17T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:50:21.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXJPzHFgVaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4oeOzYu3LXA/s1600-h/rupi+(110).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292380251607815586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXJPzHFgVaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4oeOzYu3LXA/s400/rupi+(110).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darle a alguien todo tu amor nunca es un seguro de que te amará&lt;/em&gt;, pero no esperes que te amen, sólo espera que el amor crezca en el corazón de la otra persona, pero &lt;strong&gt;si no crece&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sé feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;porque crecio en el tuyo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hay cosas que te encantaría oír y que nunca escucharás &lt;strong&gt;de la &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;persona&lt;/span&gt; que te gustaría que te las dijiera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Pero no seas tan sorda para oirlas desde aquel que las dice desde su corazón.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nunca digas adios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; si todavía quieres tratar&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;nunca te des por vencido si sientes que puedes seguir luchando&lt;/strong&gt;, nunca le digas a una persona que no la amas si no puedes dejarla ir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El amor llega a aquel que espera&lt;/strong&gt;, aunque lo hayan decepcionado, a aquel que aún creé, aunque haya sido traicionado, &lt;strong&gt;a aquel que todavía necesita amar&lt;/strong&gt;, aunque antes haya sido lastimado y &lt;strong&gt;a aquel que tiene el coraje y la fé para construir &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;la confianza &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;de nuevo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-8086688334508439492?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/8086688334508439492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/darle-alguien-todo-tu-amor-nunca-es-un.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8086688334508439492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8086688334508439492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/darle-alguien-todo-tu-amor-nunca-es-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXJPzHFgVaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4oeOzYu3LXA/s72-c/rupi+(110).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3888459346452026874</id><published>2009-01-16T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:23:44.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXCl2G12xvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Gc7GlicVK7w/s1600-h/cachetona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291911911128352498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXCl2G12xvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Gc7GlicVK7w/s400/cachetona.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Solo te pido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;un favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;… si aún te queda algo de amor dentro de tu corazón &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; me mires a los ojos&lt;/strong&gt; que me muero de dolor.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hacelo por mí !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-3888459346452026874?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3888459346452026874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/solo-te-pido-un-favor-si-te-queda-algo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3888459346452026874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3888459346452026874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/solo-te-pido-un-favor-si-te-queda-algo.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SXCl2G12xvI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Gc7GlicVK7w/s72-c/cachetona.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-8904939695010438811</id><published>2009-01-15T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:15:53.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SW-0znlpAYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/g_PA2fqWvr4/s1600-h/Explorar0004-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291646886076809602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SW-0znlpAYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/g_PA2fqWvr4/s400/Explorar0004-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;¿Porque es tan cruel el amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que no me deja &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;olvidar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que me &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;prohíbe pensar que me ata y desata y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;luego de apoco &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-8904939695010438811?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/8904939695010438811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/porque-es-tan-cruel-el-amor-que-no-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8904939695010438811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/8904939695010438811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/porque-es-tan-cruel-el-amor-que-no-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SW-0znlpAYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/g_PA2fqWvr4/s72-c/Explorar0004-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6661006427544709840</id><published>2009-01-14T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:08:06.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SW4pkgnLFhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/fof2UdPxZC4/s1600-h/Imagen+398-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 241px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291212319413179922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SW4pkgnLFhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/fof2UdPxZC4/s400/Imagen+398-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Esta noche soñé con tu amor Y no pude evitar sonreír &lt;strong&gt;El recuerdo guardado quedó&lt;/strong&gt; Tan fuerte en mi ser y &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;en mi corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Y aunque el tiempo lo pueda sanar Estoy agonizando por ti Ya no quedan palabras de más &lt;strong&gt;No queda valor para que te siga&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amando.&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/2379614244004770976-6661006427544709840?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6661006427544709840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/esta-noche-so-con-tu-amor-y-no-pude.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6661006427544709840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6661006427544709840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/esta-noche-so-con-tu-amor-y-no-pude.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SW4pkgnLFhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/fof2UdPxZC4/s72-c/Imagen+398-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3418700866869664236</id><published>2009-01-13T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T07:42:58.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWy1rImNKsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6VkTRkmrgRI/s1600-h/Imagen+437-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290803414900222658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWy1rImNKsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6VkTRkmrgRI/s400/Imagen+437-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; hay nada más triste, que el silencio y el dolor, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt; más amargo, que saber que te perdí&lt;/strong&gt;. Hoy busco en la noche, el sonido de tu voz y donde te escondes, para llenarme de ti, llenarme de ti, &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;llenarme de ti.&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/2379614244004770976-3418700866869664236?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3418700866869664236/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-hay-nada-ms-triste-que-el-silencio-y.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3418700866869664236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3418700866869664236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-hay-nada-ms-triste-que-el-silencio-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWy1rImNKsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6VkTRkmrgRI/s72-c/Imagen+437-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6335101370508409423</id><published>2009-01-12T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:36:36.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWu3EklGO9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/JNmj7gQJCdM/s1600-h/Imagen+361-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290523476443413458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWu3EklGO9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/JNmj7gQJCdM/s400/Imagen+361-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El amor oculto de aquel que se llevaba la vida por delante, que se valía de apuestas y amoríos de noches. &lt;strong&gt;El amor de Ella, la dama que lo espera, lo espera hasta que se digne a SENTIR amor&lt;/strong&gt;.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-6335101370508409423?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6335101370508409423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-amor-oculto-de-aquel-que-se-llevaba.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6335101370508409423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6335101370508409423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-amor-oculto-de-aquel-que-se-llevaba.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWu3EklGO9I/AAAAAAAAAE4/JNmj7gQJCdM/s72-c/Imagen+361-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3741430476572208435</id><published>2009-01-11T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T11:30:07.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWpIpxmEGyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ICxaNtETzWk/s1600-h/Imagen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290120594824895266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWpIpxmEGyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ICxaNtETzWk/s400/Imagen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;vivir así no es vivíresperando y esperando porque vivir es jugar y yo &lt;strong&gt;quiero seguir jugando&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-3741430476572208435?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3741430476572208435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/vivir-as-no-es-vivresperando-y.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3741430476572208435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3741430476572208435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/vivir-as-no-es-vivresperando-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWpIpxmEGyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ICxaNtETzWk/s72-c/Imagen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-4504206035978433995</id><published>2009-01-10T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:44:14.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWlAgGFPatI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kcR0S-ueTgE/s1600-h/Imagen+426-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289830157455944402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWlAgGFPatI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kcR0S-ueTgE/s400/Imagen+426-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En la distancia te recuerdo, el lenguaje de tus ojos es divino. &lt;strong&gt;Como apurar al tiempo, para poder tenerte cerca mio&lt;/strong&gt;, No me pidas que te explique mi corazón es quien dicta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-4504206035978433995?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/4504206035978433995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/en-la-distancia-te-recuerdo-el-lenguaje.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4504206035978433995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/4504206035978433995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/en-la-distancia-te-recuerdo-el-lenguaje.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWlAgGFPatI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kcR0S-ueTgE/s72-c/Imagen+426-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3987911109281358415</id><published>2009-01-09T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:44:14.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWf8-a-fwkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/THz0b4w4R00/s1600-h/Imagen+373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289474436693475906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWf8-a-fwkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/THz0b4w4R00/s400/Imagen+373.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solo al verte se enciende mi mirada&lt;/strong&gt;, y ya no puedo seguir viviendo asi porque tu amor lo llebo aqui, dentro del alma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-3987911109281358415?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3987911109281358415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/solo-al-verte-se-enciende-mi-mirada-y.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3987911109281358415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3987911109281358415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2009/01/solo-al-verte-se-enciende-mi-mirada-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SWf8-a-fwkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/THz0b4w4R00/s72-c/Imagen+373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3068330992941381815</id><published>2008-12-29T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:47:22.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVmZb7vd_aI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DqDpLdgeRvc/s1600-h/Imagen+372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 326px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285424342868295074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVmZb7vd_aI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DqDpLdgeRvc/s400/Imagen+372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo nose por que, no puedo olvidar lo que fue.Nose resignarme a no volverte a ver ya lo ves &lt;strong&gt;TE AME con cada rincon de mi ser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-3068330992941381815?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3068330992941381815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/yo-nose-por-que-no-puedo-olvidar-lo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3068330992941381815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3068330992941381815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/yo-nose-por-que-no-puedo-olvidar-lo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVmZb7vd_aI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DqDpLdgeRvc/s72-c/Imagen+372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6970621569055905960</id><published>2008-12-29T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:45:22.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVkLpJrXCaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KQUtsdmVjGY/s1600-h/Imagen+389-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285268439296313762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVkLpJrXCaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KQUtsdmVjGY/s400/Imagen+389-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cuando quise darme cuenta ya era tarde &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tu te habías ido para no volverte&lt;/em&gt; llevaste casi todo el equipaje &lt;em&gt;y dejaste tus caricias en mi piel&lt;/em&gt; cuando quise darme cuenta ya era tarde y &lt;strong&gt;aprendí un poquito mas sobre el amor &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;descubrí que había vuelto a equivocarme&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ahora trato de encontrar la dirección&lt;/strong&gt; pero cada noche duele la distanciay todas las paredes de esta casa parecen llorar y me pueden ver a mi llorando dentroechándote de menos en silencio, &lt;strong&gt;no te puedo olvidar..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;sigo buscando una sonrisa que vuelva darme la vida&lt;/em&gt; una parada ante esta prisa que me domina quiero una voz que me diga algo que nunca aya escuchado &lt;strong&gt;algo que me haga sentir mejor &lt;/strong&gt;cuando quise darme cuenta estaba ya perdidocaminando sin saber donde ir &lt;em&gt;ahora solo trato de encontrar el equilibrio &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;convenciéndome que es mejor así.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-6970621569055905960?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6970621569055905960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuando-quise-darme-cuenta-ya-era-tarde.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6970621569055905960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6970621569055905960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuando-quise-darme-cuenta-ya-era-tarde.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVkLpJrXCaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KQUtsdmVjGY/s72-c/Imagen+389-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-1942662542611891145</id><published>2008-12-28T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:47:18.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVhIGNs8hXI/AAAAAAAAADs/-XdPUYzy3-g/s1600-h/Imagen+346-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285053434313868658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVhIGNs8hXI/AAAAAAAAADs/-XdPUYzy3-g/s400/Imagen+346-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y no puedo dejar de pensar solo en ti, no sé si algún día sabras que te llevo conmigo. La vida no tiene razón, ni sentido y me puedo morir si no estás junto a mi. Tengo tanta sed de ti, que me cuesta respirar o &lt;strong&gt;sera que en mi delirio te amo más y más&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-1942662542611891145?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/1942662542611891145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/y-no-puedo-dejar-de-pensar-solo-en-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/1942662542611891145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/1942662542611891145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/y-no-puedo-dejar-de-pensar-solo-en-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVhIGNs8hXI/AAAAAAAAADs/-XdPUYzy3-g/s72-c/Imagen+346-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-3437598381773326708</id><published>2008-12-28T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T14:30:23.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVf9VX7edbI/AAAAAAAAADI/0fGkjfW1QK0/s1600-h/Imagen+351-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 296px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284971231385122226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVf9VX7edbI/AAAAAAAAADI/0fGkjfW1QK0/s400/Imagen+351-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo temía a estar sola, hasta que aprendí a quererme a mí misma. Yo temía fracasar, hasta que comprendí que únicamente &lt;strong&gt;fracaso si no lo intento&lt;/strong&gt;. Temía a lo que la gente opinara de mí, hasta que me di cuenta de que de todos modos opinarían de mí. &lt;strong&gt;Temía al dolor, pero me dí cuenta que es necesario para crecer, para hacerme fuerte&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Temía al ridículo, hasta que aprendí a reírme de mí misma.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pero sobre todas las cosas temía al pasado. Hasta que comprendí que no podía herirme más, que sólo puede regresar en forma de recuerdos,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;por lo tanto, el pasado se va.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Se recuerda, te hace daño,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;pero el pasado siempre&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;acaba yéndose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-3437598381773326708?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/3437598381773326708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/yo-tema-estar-sola-hasta-que-aprend.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3437598381773326708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/3437598381773326708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/yo-tema-estar-sola-hasta-que-aprend.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVf9VX7edbI/AAAAAAAAADI/0fGkjfW1QK0/s72-c/Imagen+351-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5447045430516467441</id><published>2008-12-27T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T07:40:08.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVZMMNiSqbI/AAAAAAAAADA/5V7Q0d27_Bo/s1600-h/49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284494985441487282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVZMMNiSqbI/AAAAAAAAADA/5V7Q0d27_Bo/s400/49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hace demasiados meses que mis payasadas no provocan tus ganas de reír.&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/2379614244004770976-5447045430516467441?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5447045430516467441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/hace-demasiados-meses-que-mis-payasadas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5447045430516467441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5447045430516467441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/hace-demasiados-meses-que-mis-payasadas.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVZMMNiSqbI/AAAAAAAAADA/5V7Q0d27_Bo/s72-c/49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-1335438472839780648</id><published>2008-12-25T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T09:05:26.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVO8vBDaduI/AAAAAAAAAC4/m7TGEpHV0jQ/s1600-h/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283774303758350050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVO8vBDaduI/AAAAAAAAAC4/m7TGEpHV0jQ/s400/42.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Buscando lo infinito, caminando sobre tu misma cuadra, dando vuelta en un mismo círculo, entendiendo que ya no tiene sentido, caminando hacia lo desconocido, me di cuenta que capaz, no me haces tanta falta, como yo me lo había creído.&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/2379614244004770976-1335438472839780648?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/1335438472839780648/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/buscando-lo-infinito-caminando-sobre-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/1335438472839780648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/1335438472839780648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/buscando-lo-infinito-caminando-sobre-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVO8vBDaduI/AAAAAAAAAC4/m7TGEpHV0jQ/s72-c/42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-851123453754296794</id><published>2008-12-23T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:36:48.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVGuJKXRBOI/AAAAAAAAACo/MbldTKP5TEI/s1600-h/Imagen+340-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283195310306297058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVGuJKXRBOI/AAAAAAAAACo/MbldTKP5TEI/s320/Imagen+340-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vivir a mi manera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-851123453754296794?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/851123453754296794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/vivir-mi-manera.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/851123453754296794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/851123453754296794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/vivir-mi-manera.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SVGuJKXRBOI/AAAAAAAAACo/MbldTKP5TEI/s72-c/Imagen+340-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5101354989095390205</id><published>2008-12-21T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:59:50.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU7I4goMoAI/AAAAAAAAACg/6zQUMT5Aujg/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282380286108934146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU7I4goMoAI/AAAAAAAAACg/6zQUMT5Aujg/s320/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me mata la angustia, me pueden los celos&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/2379614244004770976-5101354989095390205?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5101354989095390205/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-mata-la-angustia-me-pueden-los-celos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5101354989095390205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5101354989095390205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-mata-la-angustia-me-pueden-los-celos.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU7I4goMoAI/AAAAAAAAACg/6zQUMT5Aujg/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-9123924800736640496</id><published>2008-12-21T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:12:39.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU5quWpFm6I/AAAAAAAAACY/NJyToi3bSLI/s1600-h/5-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282276757536611234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU5quWpFm6I/AAAAAAAAACY/NJyToi3bSLI/s320/5-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Vuelves al pasado por un momento, hoy la lluvia moja un poco mas que ayer y eso lo tienes que aprender a ver.&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/2379614244004770976-9123924800736640496?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/9123924800736640496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/vuelves-al-pasado-por-un-momento-hoy-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/9123924800736640496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/9123924800736640496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/vuelves-al-pasado-por-un-momento-hoy-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU5quWpFm6I/AAAAAAAAACY/NJyToi3bSLI/s72-c/5-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-1248500183018890905</id><published>2008-12-20T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:26:54.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un error de los grandes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU1GiNlfCZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Uw9b5OPUh7E/s1600-h/92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281955491551840658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU1GiNlfCZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Uw9b5OPUh7E/s320/92.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me dejaste un ataque de celos en la mesa y tu perfume pegado en la pared. Me dejaste el mundo de cabeza y un grito en el contestador que anunciaba con toda certeza que esta vez se te acabo el amor!&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/2379614244004770976-1248500183018890905?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/1248500183018890905/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-error-de-los-grandes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/1248500183018890905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/1248500183018890905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-error-de-los-grandes.html' title='Un error de los grandes.'/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU1GiNlfCZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Uw9b5OPUh7E/s72-c/92.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-471102898412771250</id><published>2008-12-20T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:24:02.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU1FzAPYKJI/AAAAAAAAACI/VKK7nA2mX6I/s1600-h/88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281954680515602578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU1FzAPYKJI/AAAAAAAAACI/VKK7nA2mX6I/s320/88.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hoy rompo el llanto, pues se que todo esta decidido. Te quiero tanto, pero no es suficiente sentirlo&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/2379614244004770976-471102898412771250?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/471102898412771250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoy-rompo-el-llanto-pues-se-que-todo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/471102898412771250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/471102898412771250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoy-rompo-el-llanto-pues-se-que-todo.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SU1FzAPYKJI/AAAAAAAAACI/VKK7nA2mX6I/s72-c/88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6213625826505499239</id><published>2008-12-16T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:50:13.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUfNjMDB6YI/AAAAAAAAACA/sVcAsWYJUnI/s1600-h/Gior+20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUfNjMDB6YI/AAAAAAAAACA/sVcAsWYJUnI/s320/Gior+20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280415092528245122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Amor te extraño tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que no se ni que hacer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que si regreso voy a enloqueser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Más la tritesa tu no puedes ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que yo te estraño tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Que yo no se ni que hacer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Si te sigo amando igual que ayer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-6213625826505499239?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6213625826505499239/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/amor-te-extrao-tanto-que-no-se-ni-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6213625826505499239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6213625826505499239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/amor-te-extrao-tanto-que-no-se-ni-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUfNjMDB6YI/AAAAAAAAACA/sVcAsWYJUnI/s72-c/Gior+20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5502463640068863887</id><published>2008-12-16T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:46:28.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUfMLaxACKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/uy9TtQe687c/s1600-h/Gior+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUfMLaxACKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/uy9TtQe687c/s320/Gior+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280413584650668194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm;  mso-header-margin:36.0pt;  mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me duele mirarte a los ojos sin poderte besar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me duele no poder decirte te amo una vez mas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Me duele no poder encontrarnos como la primera vez,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Me duele sabes que estas con ella y que no vas a volver.&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/2379614244004770976-5502463640068863887?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5502463640068863887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5502463640068863887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5502463640068863887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUfMLaxACKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/uy9TtQe687c/s72-c/Gior+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-7183292571398719653</id><published>2008-12-15T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:03:43.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUZ-GMBz91I/AAAAAAAAABY/GG3AgG2q1hA/s1600-h/Lau+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUZ-GMBz91I/AAAAAAAAABY/GG3AgG2q1hA/s320/Lau+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280046257911625554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nadie como tú para hacerme reír.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nadie como tú sabe tanto de mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nadie como tú es capaz de compartir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mis penas, mi tristeza, mis ganas de vivir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tienes ese don de dar tranquilidad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;de saber escuchar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; de envolverme en paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tienes la virtud de hacerme olvidar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;el miedo que me da mirar la oscuridad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Solamente tú lo puedes entender&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;y solamente tú te lo podrás creer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;En silencio y sin cruzar una palabra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Solamente una mirada es suficiente para hablar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-7183292571398719653?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/7183292571398719653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/nadie-como-t-para-hacerme-rer.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7183292571398719653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/7183292571398719653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/nadie-como-t-para-hacerme-rer.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUZ-GMBz91I/AAAAAAAAABY/GG3AgG2q1hA/s72-c/Lau+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-2084344001654925405</id><published>2008-12-14T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:00:21.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUW3RqcoGgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/KHb6zfIAJMo/s1600-h/Gior+79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUW3RqcoGgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/KHb6zfIAJMo/s320/Gior+79.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279827652241791490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Conocerte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;b&gt;conocerte fue un error&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;En tantas cosas yo te odio que me hace mal estar con vos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;quisiera tenerte muy lejos olvidarme, olvidarme de quien sos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Odio de vos tu sonrisa ganadora,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;esos ojos verde cielo y tu forma de mirar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;odio de vos como se mueve tu boca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;lo que siento si me rozas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;lo que dices al hablar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;odio de vos que no te odio ni un poquito que me gustas y que ya no puedo mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-2084344001654925405?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/2084344001654925405/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/conocerte-conocerte-fue-un-error.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/2084344001654925405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/2084344001654925405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/conocerte-conocerte-fue-un-error.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUW3RqcoGgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/KHb6zfIAJMo/s72-c/Gior+79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-5386263441891224655</id><published>2008-12-14T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:42:55.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUW1qqrpFTI/AAAAAAAAABI/pUl-B6j5Cso/s1600-h/Imagen+254-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 102px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUW1qqrpFTI/AAAAAAAAABI/pUl-B6j5Cso/s320/Imagen+254-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279825882778244402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Cuando la vida te presente razones para llorar,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;demuéstrale que tienes mil y una razones para reír.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-5386263441891224655?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/5386263441891224655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuando-la-vida-te-presente-razones-para.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5386263441891224655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/5386263441891224655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuando-la-vida-te-presente-razones-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUW1qqrpFTI/AAAAAAAAABI/pUl-B6j5Cso/s72-c/Imagen+254-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-6722895730984491290</id><published>2008-12-14T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:36:04.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUW0CrKmyZI/AAAAAAAAABA/xYHpFyyP4cg/s1600-h/page12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUW0CrKmyZI/AAAAAAAAABA/xYHpFyyP4cg/s400/page12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279824096201722258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Algunas veces encuentras en la vida una &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;amistad eterna&lt;/span&gt;, y esa es la que nosotras tenemos. Vos sos ese alguien que al entrar en mi vida la cambiaste por completo, esa persona que te hace reir sin cesar, ese alguien que te hace creer que en el mundo existen realmente cosas buenas, Ese alguien que te convence de que hay una puerta lista para que tú la abras. Cuando estás triste y el mundo parece oscuro y vacío, esa amistad eterna que tu me das levanta mi ánimo y hace que ese mundo oscuro y vacío de repente parezca brillante y pleno. Tu amistad eterna me ayuda en los momentos difíciles, tristes, y de gran confusión. Si me alejo, tu amistad eterna me sigue. Si pierdo el camino, tu amistad eterna me guía y me alegra. Tu amistad eterna me lleva de la mano y me dice que todo va a salir bien. Estoy feliz por averte encotrado, porque esta amistad que me das me hace saber que no tengo nada por que preocuparme, ya que tengo una amistad para toda la vida, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ya que nuestra amistad enterna no tiene fin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-6722895730984491290?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/6722895730984491290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/algunas-veces-encuentras-en-la-vida-una.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6722895730984491290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/6722895730984491290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/algunas-veces-encuentras-en-la-vida-una.html' title=''/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUW0CrKmyZI/AAAAAAAAABA/xYHpFyyP4cg/s72-c/page12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2379614244004770976.post-9154593636246531186</id><published>2008-12-14T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:08:23.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un día melancólico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWp43jJ1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ujdVYJOym-0/s1600-h/Gu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWp43jJ1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ujdVYJOym-0/s320/Gu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279812932610938866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm;  mso-header-margin:36.0pt;  mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Siento que te pierdo cada día más por mi maldita forma de ser, tarde me di cuenta de cuanto te amaba, siempre lo traté de esconder. Pero no ha muerto mi amor por ti y nunca morirá. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supe lo que es amar pero todo fue en vano&lt;/span&gt;,  cuando me diste la oportunidad yo no la aproveché y ahora que hago, si yo no se lo que sientes ahora por mi, me han dicho tu mirada que buscas a alguien más, pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yo sigo aquí por mis tonterías, por no saber lo que quería, por que me creía un mil amores y hoy me he quedado sin tu amor&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Te amo&lt;/span&gt; y te amaré, hemos escondido nuestro amor en una guerra y ahora me haces sufrir y lo merezco, me duele verte con alguien más que no sea yo. Solo viví mi propia mentira en mis propias traiciones te hice sufrir, tu siempre tratabas de no ver hasta que te cansaste de mi y es que es cierto lo que dicen, que se necesita solo de un minuto para que te fijes en alguien, una hora para que te guste, un DÍA para quererlo, pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;se necesita de toda una vida para que lo puedas olvidar&lt;/span&gt;. Y así ocurrió, tarde me di cuenta, ciega estaba por la pasión absurda de otras personas, ahora veo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;una gran distancia, una gran lejanía&lt;/span&gt;. Es triste mirar al mar en una noche sin luna pero más triste es amar sin esperanza alguna. y es que ahora me explico por qué tu indiferencia, por qué tus celos si yo los provocaba, y es que los suspiros son aire y van al aire. Nunca te pedí que fuéramos más que un simple juego de amigos y es que no el más difícil no es el primer beso, sino el último. Y es que un beso son más de mil palabras, y es que un beso no es algo que se pueda dar sin recibir, y es que ahora solo te pido una esperanza y es que los únicos errores que cometemos en la vida son las cosas que no hacemos. Te perdí. Y ahora te pido perdón y es que mi remordimiento y mi amor por ti me hizo cambiar de conducta. Malgasté el tiempo y ahora el tiempo me malgasta a mí. Y es que nada dura por siempre, ni siquiera tus problemas. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te juro que cambie y es que sentí la necesidad de hacerlo no puedo mas con este maldito dolor y es que nunca supe lo que tuve hasta que lo perdí. &lt;/span&gt;Antes de pensar en la injuria que hemos recibido, hay que dejar pasar cuando menos una noche. Haz la pasar y piensa en mi y es que te necesito y la necesidad no conoce leyes y es que razones tengo muchas miles &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sólo hay 3 cosas que no vuelven atrás: a palabra emitida, la flecha lanzada y la oportunidad perdida.&lt;/span&gt; Pero yo se que la oportunidad si vuelve y vuelve para quedarse tu y yo somos uno solo, y creeme ahora tu eres solo mi única verdad y es que la verdad es la única herramienta con que cuentas para que las personas te conozcan como realmente eres, si no la usas no eres nadie.&lt;/span&gt;  {ese texto lo hice yo, para una persona especial}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2379614244004770976-9154593636246531186?l=shorshii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/feeds/9154593636246531186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-da-melanclico.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/9154593636246531186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2379614244004770976/posts/default/9154593636246531186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shorshii.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-da-melanclico.html' title='Un día melancólico'/><author><name>Shorshii.-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00655646216579192417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWzP9fn2VI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bOXaP2wzkqk/S220/Imagen+334-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9MQArgVikPc/SUWp43jJ1_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ujdVYJOym-0/s72-c/Gu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
