<?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-5095818244660671639</id><updated>2011-12-16T20:23:43.836-03:00</updated><category term='lo que fue'/><category term='ñeee'/><category term=':/'/><category term='tontito'/><category term='momento de coleccion'/><category term='Tú'/><category term='hoy'/><category term='día especial'/><category term='momento cursi cursi cursi'/><category term='inspiraciones'/><category term='amistad'/><category term='canciones'/><category term='nota'/><category term='Te amo'/><category term='libro'/><category term='famillia'/><category term='pelicula'/><category term='Yo'/><category term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category term='descarga'/><title type='text'>Sensaciones Escritas...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>191</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-4224825966043678197</id><published>2011-07-24T22:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T22:17:57.045-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosos♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/vZlPWy7y6N4/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vZlPWy7y6N4?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vZlPWy7y6N4?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Te Amo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/5095818244660671639-4224825966043678197?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4224825966043678197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2011/07/cosos.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4224825966043678197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4224825966043678197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2011/07/cosos.html' title='Cosos♥'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3071732151191480200</id><published>2011-04-02T13:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T13:33:00.608-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento cursi cursi cursi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Te Amo,Te Amo, Te amo, Te Amo, Te Amo !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr9FVRBEPvc/TZdOO7b8cuI/AAAAAAAAA6c/hE1w-hLt3_M/s1600/DSC00701+-+copia.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr9FVRBEPvc/TZdOO7b8cuI/AAAAAAAAA6c/hE1w-hLt3_M/s320/DSC00701+-+copia.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Eres lejos lo mejor de la vida mi amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Gracias por cada emoción, por tu apoyo, por tu compañía&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;por todo tu amor ¡Cosito Rico !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/5095818244660671639-3071732151191480200?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3071732151191480200/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2011/04/lejos-lo-mejor-de-la-vida-mi-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3071732151191480200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3071732151191480200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2011/04/lejos-lo-mejor-de-la-vida-mi-amor.html' title='Te Amo,Te Amo, Te amo, Te Amo, Te Amo !!!'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr9FVRBEPvc/TZdOO7b8cuI/AAAAAAAAA6c/hE1w-hLt3_M/s72-c/DSC00701+-+copia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-5478737363979760160</id><published>2011-03-27T17:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T17:29:15.509-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>¿Qué se siente besarme mientras piensas en ella?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCRO7tcF_Tw/TY-cvTGrYnI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Zems4TU6dyg/s1600/Cold_Heart_by_greenxin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCRO7tcF_Tw/TY-cvTGrYnI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Zems4TU6dyg/s1600/Cold_Heart_by_greenxin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tarada yo por seguir aquí, esperando a que quizás en algún momento decidas olvidarla o al menos intentes quererme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Y no sé si soy demasiado cobarde por no marcharme o&amp;nbsp;demasiado valiente porque aun&amp;nbsp;entre esperanzas rotas a medio pegar te espero, pero no fue ni es suficiente, porque&amp;nbsp;con mi&amp;nbsp;vida pago tu amargo amor, y siento que lo di todo. A&amp;nbsp;pesar de eso,&amp;nbsp;sé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt; que al tomar mi mano no sentirás el calor que ella te entregó, sé que al abrazarme no querrás tocarme como la tocabas a ella, sé perfectamente que mis tostadas no son tus preferidas, sé que llegue demasiado tarde&amp;nbsp;como para ser el amor&amp;nbsp;de tu vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pero también sé que jamás&amp;nbsp; serán sus sabanas las que te abracen los domingos&amp;nbsp;por la&amp;nbsp;mañana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/5095818244660671639-5478737363979760160?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5478737363979760160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2011/03/que-se-siente-besarme-mientras-piensas.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5478737363979760160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5478737363979760160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2011/03/que-se-siente-besarme-mientras-piensas.html' title='¿Qué se siente besarme mientras piensas en ella?'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCRO7tcF_Tw/TY-cvTGrYnI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Zems4TU6dyg/s72-c/Cold_Heart_by_greenxin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8373785051052533870</id><published>2010-12-13T18:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T18:53:55.648-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento de coleccion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='día especial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento cursi cursi cursi'/><title type='text'>Capturando nuestra historia un minuto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TQaUEDJFyFI/AAAAAAAAA0w/GdffP1VDPtw/s1600/PIC_0624pik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TQaUEDJFyFI/AAAAAAAAA0w/GdffP1VDPtw/s320/PIC_0624pik.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Salí a caminar con la intención de hallarte en alguna plaza o a la vuelta de la esquina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;sabia que aquello no sucedería así que fui a visitarte. Luego de pasiar un rato llegamos a una calle nos sentamos en la acera conversando hasta anochecer...debía marcharme pero pediste "aquel otro ratito", ese ratito que cambió todo. Tu cabeza escondida entre tus piernas, yo a un costado tuyo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yo: ¿En que piensas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tú: ¿En que quiero darte un beso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yo: Y...¿Por qué no lo haces?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Y así aquel 13 de diciembre del 2009 se convirtió en mi felicidad, aquel amor que después de tanto tiempo&amp;nbsp;separados&amp;nbsp;estaba intacto me entrego una emoción increíble, nada era muy claro pero era maravilloso,tú mi reencuentro eterno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/5095818244660671639-8373785051052533870?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8373785051052533870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/12/capturando-nuestra-historia-un-minuto.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8373785051052533870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8373785051052533870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/12/capturando-nuestra-historia-un-minuto.html' title='Capturando nuestra historia un minuto...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TQaUEDJFyFI/AAAAAAAAA0w/GdffP1VDPtw/s72-c/PIC_0624pik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2216391552282501186</id><published>2010-11-14T22:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T22:30:09.608-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento cursi cursi cursi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Si alguna vez sientes que no puedes amar más a alguien, estas equivocado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TOCL19RA8AI/AAAAAAAAA0g/nJtY61XreAo/s1600/10535908182_wtZKs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TOCL19RA8AI/AAAAAAAAA0g/nJtY61XreAo/s400/10535908182_wtZKs.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hace ya un tiempo que tenía ganas de escribir algo sobre ti, sobre nosotros, pero al parecer las letras no querían o más bien no podían enlazarse…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ¿Poca inspiración?, no nunca, si cada día me entregas algo distinto, único…algo tan especial como tú. Sentí que había escrito “todo” lo que pudiese escribir de lo que por ti siento, sobre lo nuestro, pero eso es más falso aún, porque no podría jamás escribir todo lo que siento por ti y en absoluto podría terminar de describir esto que nos une…y fue ahí que descubrí que mas que instantes, más que sueños, mas que caricias, más que largas tardes, más que deseos, más que inspiraciones, más que besos, más que nosotros mismos…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Esto que siento, que vivo y disfruto es algo que nunca podría describir con palabras &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;y es que es real pero es como un sueño&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5095818244660671639-2216391552282501186?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2216391552282501186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/11/si-alguna-vez-sientes-que-no-puedes.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2216391552282501186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2216391552282501186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/11/si-alguna-vez-sientes-que-no-puedes.html' title='Si alguna vez sientes que no puedes amar más a alguien, estas equivocado'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TOCL19RA8AI/AAAAAAAAA0g/nJtY61XreAo/s72-c/10535908182_wtZKs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-6948565986609099082</id><published>2010-10-17T18:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T18:45:43.662-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>que no nos limite la piel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TLtsnaclu8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/iqob6Xaw3AU/s1600/Picture2464ggt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TLtsnaclu8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/iqob6Xaw3AU/s320/Picture2464ggt.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Te escribo desde los centros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;de mi propia existencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;donde nacen las ansias,la infinita esencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;hay cosas muy tuyas, que yo no comprendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;y hay cosas tan mías, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;pero es que yo no las veo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;supongo que pienso,que yo no las tengo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;no entiendo mi vida,se encienden los versos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;que a oscuras te puedo,lo siento no acierto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;no enciendas las luces que tengo desnudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el alma y el cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-aveces soy tuya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;y aveces del&amp;nbsp;viento&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: medium;"&gt;♫&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/5095818244660671639-6948565986609099082?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6948565986609099082/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/10/que-no-nos-limite-la-piel.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6948565986609099082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6948565986609099082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/10/que-no-nos-limite-la-piel.html' title='que no nos limite la piel'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TLtsnaclu8I/AAAAAAAAA0c/iqob6Xaw3AU/s72-c/Picture2464ggt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2601688097321920759</id><published>2010-10-02T00:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T00:33:50.345-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento cursi cursi cursi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Lo mejor de lo mejor que me ha pasado</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKadkc64hWI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/zD0lz8lK7Jw/s1600/iji.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKadkc64hWI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/zD0lz8lK7Jw/s320/iji.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;az sido tan&amp;nbsp;maravilloso todo, recorriste tanto para enamorarme así&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; soy una loca que no logra pensar en nada mas que en ti.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Haz llenado de brillo mis ojos y de resplandor este amor &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;con cada palabra apacible, con cada gesto imprescindible &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Haz sido tan espontáneo&amp;nbsp;pero a la vez tan&amp;nbsp;precavido &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;no sabes cuan feliz me siento contigo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-2601688097321920759?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2601688097321920759/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/10/lo-mejor-de-lo-mejor-que-me-ha-pasado.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2601688097321920759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2601688097321920759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/10/lo-mejor-de-lo-mejor-que-me-ha-pasado.html' title='Lo mejor de lo mejor que me ha pasado'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKadkc64hWI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/zD0lz8lK7Jw/s72-c/iji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2446499080697039540</id><published>2010-09-27T22:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:53:20.486-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><title type='text'>Once Minutos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKFJb17nzWI/AAAAAAAAAzs/mvQdmGlAb4Q/s1600/1233008582470_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKFJb17nzWI/AAAAAAAAAzs/mvQdmGlAb4Q/s320/1233008582470_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;oy estoy convencida de que nadie pierde a nadie, porque nadie posee a nadie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esa es la verdadera experiencia de la libertad: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tener&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;mas&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;importante&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;del&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;mundo&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;sin&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;poseerlo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Times; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: medium;"&gt;●&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Once minutos-Paulo Coelho&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/5095818244660671639-2446499080697039540?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2446499080697039540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/09/once-minutos.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2446499080697039540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2446499080697039540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/09/once-minutos.html' title='Once Minutos'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKFJb17nzWI/AAAAAAAAAzs/mvQdmGlAb4Q/s72-c/1233008582470_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1279517208261000814</id><published>2010-09-22T22:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:39:46.619-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Toma de su mano luego...que el camino es extenso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TJqu_SAkJ5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/iNictATqa50/s1600/_Love_Story_by_Mokanaka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TJqu_SAkJ5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/iNictATqa50/s1600/_Love_Story_by_Mokanaka.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;﻿Y aquí desparece nuevamente su auto-proclamada &lt;strike&gt;(in)&lt;/strike&gt; madurez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Y aquí vamos caminando por veredas distintas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;cuidado que la gente se pierde y por perderse llora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-1279517208261000814?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1279517208261000814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/09/toma-de-su-mano-luegoque-el-camino-es.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1279517208261000814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1279517208261000814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/09/toma-de-su-mano-luegoque-el-camino-es.html' title='Toma de su mano luego...que el camino es extenso'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TJqu_SAkJ5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/iNictATqa50/s72-c/_Love_Story_by_Mokanaka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-130883914743280179</id><published>2010-09-12T20:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:46:22.777-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelicula'/><title type='text'>The last song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TI1l8AdQITI/AAAAAAAAAyg/IuRAyK94cmE/s1600/the-last-song_fotos_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TI1l8AdQITI/AAAAAAAAAyg/IuRAyK94cmE/s320/the-last-song_fotos_1.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A veces tienes que estar alejado de aquellos a los que quieres, pero eso no significa que no los quieras, muchas veces eso te hace quererlos aún más.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TI1jVRUmOYI/AAAAAAAAAyY/bIY2jSrtXF8/s1600/the-last-song-8-1aaedc6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TI1jVRUmOYI/AAAAAAAAAyY/bIY2jSrtXF8/s320/the-last-song-8-1aaedc6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;El amor es frágil Rony y no siempre sabemos cuidarlo bien, lo hacemos lo mejor que sabemos y esperamos que eso tan frágil sobreviva contra viento y marea. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TI1lht0tTJI/AAAAAAAAAyc/9iOIW6LSC1I/s1600/the-last-song-trailerf6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TI1lht0tTJI/AAAAAAAAAyc/9iOIW6LSC1I/s320/the-last-song-trailerf6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Todos cometemos errores, nadie es perfecto...pero luego los olvidamos y todo continua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TI1iucRIH5I/AAAAAAAAAyU/q3svPi1VMdk/s1600/miley-beso-oficiall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TI1iucRIH5I/AAAAAAAAAyU/q3svPi1VMdk/s320/miley-beso-oficiall.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-130883914743280179?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/130883914743280179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-song.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/130883914743280179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/130883914743280179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/09/last-song.html' title='The last song'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TI1l8AdQITI/AAAAAAAAAyg/IuRAyK94cmE/s72-c/the-last-song_fotos_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2654044789706080443</id><published>2010-09-06T23:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:08:40.479-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento cursi cursi cursi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Te adoro ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TIWefTVc-VI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Nf6pw8h71lo/s1600/Vomitaria_Corazones_by_ritsu__chan.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TIWefTVc-VI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Nf6pw8h71lo/s320/Vomitaria_Corazones_by_ritsu__chan.png" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;uchos dicen que hay que tener mas experiencias antes de decidirte por alguien. se que somos jóvenes, que a esta edad todo es mas veloz, fuerte, intenso por así decirlo, que muchas personas confunden sentimientos y se apresuran. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pero por primera vez estoy enamorada y &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;tengo la convicción de que será para siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, cada vez se me hace mas inexplicable esto que siento, o que ya no siento...porque sentir se me hace poco, vivo este amor por ti &amp;amp; vivir sin este amor para mi no tiene sentido alguno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Se que habrán muchos tropiezos y hasta caídas, sé que tendremos que llorar un par de veces, que en mas de alguna ocasión habrá que contar hasta 10 o hasta 100 si es necesario, pero son pequeños escalones de una gran cima y sabes algo,&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; junto a ti la vista cada vez se vuelve mas magnifica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/5095818244660671639-2654044789706080443?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2654044789706080443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/09/te-adoro_06.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2654044789706080443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2654044789706080443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/09/te-adoro_06.html' title='Te adoro ♥'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TIWefTVc-VI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Nf6pw8h71lo/s72-c/Vomitaria_Corazones_by_ritsu__chan.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1590537581576492004</id><published>2010-08-30T15:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T15:46:07.672-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Nunca te bañas en el mismo río</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/THv7KNKEl3I/AAAAAAAAAyM/nOSH7mixZCE/s1600/40650_431052278330_556038330_4786100_1467787_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/THv7KNKEl3I/AAAAAAAAAyM/nOSH7mixZCE/s320/40650_431052278330_556038330_4786100_1467787_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(recuerda que eres mi Kent :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;abes de un tiempo a esta parte ya no me siento la misma,ya no me siento como antes, me siento diferente,distinta, la verdad desde que estoy contigo nada es lo mismo... eso esta claro, pero siento que hay algo mas, que no es solo es eso, que en mi hay algo extraordinariamente distinto...y me agrada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Después de pensarlo un rato llegue a la conclusión de que tu eres la razón, pues&amp;nbsp;porque cuando te digo que&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;"te metiste en mi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; es porque lo hiciste realmente, no son solo palabras bonitas, enserio siento que formas parte de mi...eso provoca cambios, porque en mi corazón hay alguien mas, porque mi alma te escucha, porque mi mente también piensa desde otra perspectiva...la que tu me haz entregado, porque dentro de mi ya no solo estoy yo, también estas tu y eso me hace diferente, me hace sentir diferente, vivir diferente, porque supiste adentrarte delicadamente, adaptarte/me a un pensamiento a un sentimiento en conjunto.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No te dejare salir de aquí, no podrías por que lo que&amp;nbsp;al alma&amp;nbsp;entra&amp;nbsp;en el alma&amp;nbsp;se queda, porque aunque te fueses físicamente, aunque el sentimiento se marchara &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;(cosa que no sucederá :D),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; eso que produjiste en&amp;nbsp; mi..no se ira, yo jamás volvería a ser igual, porque ya pase por ti, como dicen por hay " nunca te bañas en el mismo río" y por mi ya haz dejado correr mucha agua, del agua mas pura y hermosa.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Te amo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; amor gracias por tropezarte en mi camino :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-1590537581576492004?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1590537581576492004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/nunca-te-banas-en-el-mismo-rio.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1590537581576492004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1590537581576492004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/nunca-te-banas-en-el-mismo-rio.html' title='Nunca te bañas en el mismo río'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/THv7KNKEl3I/AAAAAAAAAyM/nOSH7mixZCE/s72-c/40650_431052278330_556038330_4786100_1467787_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3148267011991272595</id><published>2010-08-23T01:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T01:50:10.648-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Mensaje de mi para mi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/THH9keIp5jI/AAAAAAAAAyA/LlKa9hub5ao/s1600/Picture2320y.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/THH9keIp5jI/AAAAAAAAAyA/LlKa9hub5ao/s320/Picture2320y.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;onríe, disfruta, ama, siente...vive, pero realmente hazlo, vive por ti, por los sueños que persigues, por los que antes perseguiste y forman parte de ti.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No le temas al fracaso ¿ por que sabes? este no existe. si hiciste algo porque eso te hacia feliz, no es fracasar, es vivir, probar, caerte ¿ pero si cumpliste un sueño? que importa esa caída&amp;nbsp; piensa que solo fue "una hormiga cabezona" como dice mamá.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cuando se trate de ti, piensa en ti...no en lo que esperan otros, es tu vida y la vives&amp;nbsp;tu, por lo demás esos "otros" que realmente &lt;em&gt;importan&lt;/em&gt; ya te dijeron&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; " se feliz, si caes yo estaré para levantarte, si te equivocas nos reiremos junto/as y dejate que los demas se pregunten porque lo haces, si triunfas seguiremos riendo"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No le tengas miedo al futuro, porque yo creo en ti, se que seras buena si haces lo que deseas, eres fuerte, tienes a hermosas personas a tu lado y por sobre todo tienes ganas, tienes tus sueños esos que jamás dejaras que nadie te robe que nadie se atreva a opacarlos. Te tienes a ti, se fiel siempre a ti misma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tranquila...no te apresures, es verdad&amp;nbsp;queda mucho camino por recorrer,&amp;nbsp;pero&amp;nbsp;disfrutalo a concho, maravillate ante lo que la vida te ofrece, dejate sorprender y sorprende, andate con calma pero vive mucho, jamás olvides que mejor calidad que&amp;nbsp; cantidad, jamás olvides que que eres dueña de tu vida, que por hay dicen que es una sola...así&amp;nbsp; que ni hablar de desperdiciarla.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;Sonríe, disfruta, ama, siente, vive...que eso es lo único que vale realmente la pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-3148267011991272595?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3148267011991272595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/mensaje-de-mi-para-mi.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3148267011991272595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3148267011991272595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/mensaje-de-mi-para-mi.html' title='Mensaje de mi para mi.'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/THH9keIp5jI/AAAAAAAAAyA/LlKa9hub5ao/s72-c/Picture2320y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-5805198707601818516</id><published>2010-08-18T22:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:58:42.971-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Todo..tan solo todo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TGyPE8CMxDI/AAAAAAAAAx8/g-495x7rz7U/s1600/1281291383046_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TGyPE8CMxDI/AAAAAAAAAx8/g-495x7rz7U/s320/1281291383046_f.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No sueño con alcanzar las nubes, porque contigo estoy encima de todas ellas, hemos llegado mas que alto, con pies descalzos para sentir mejor, sé que aveces tenemos peleas y posiblemente las sigamos teniendo, pero creo que ambos sabemos que tu siempre vienes&amp;nbsp;o yo siempre corro a tu encuentro, porque eres mi imán, en ti yo encontré mi lugar&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; ¿ te cuento un secreto...?&amp;nbsp;, jamás podrás salir de mi mente ni de mi corazón porque todas las ventanas&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; puertas están cerradas con doble seguro &amp;amp; con alarma, porque mi corazón y mente están unidos&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;¿Y te digo algo amor?, eso solo sucede contigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Soy tan frágil a tus lágrimas,tan vulnerable a tu voz de guagua , jamás podría resistirme a esa mirada, exacto esa misma...esa cuando tus ojos brillan&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;¿ Sabes amor?...eres mi bendición, eres el de la perfecta ocación, eres el adios que jamas dire, eres mi "para siempre" &amp;amp; "por siempre", eres mi&amp;nbsp;escondite, eres&amp;nbsp;ese "aquel" que tiene " ese no se que" que me enamoro y " no sé como pasó", eres el que gasta mis labios, eres mi tesoro encontrado, eres mi acompañante, eres mi corazón andate,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;eres...eres... eres... simplente eres todo.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-5805198707601818516?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5805198707601818516/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/todotan-solo-todo.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5805198707601818516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5805198707601818516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/todotan-solo-todo.html' title='Todo..tan solo todo.'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TGyPE8CMxDI/AAAAAAAAAx8/g-495x7rz7U/s72-c/1281291383046_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1655452663951340101</id><published>2010-08-12T00:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:08:48.874-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Libertad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TGNlclSxcLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/dS0R68K6CuU/s1600/PIC_0387pik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TGNlclSxcLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/dS0R68K6CuU/s320/PIC_0387pik.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e gustaría saber que soy libre; que puedo hacer lo que quiera, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;que mañana si quiero voy a la escuela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;saber que puedo tomar un avión&amp;nbsp;e irme lejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;que si quiero regreso o&amp;nbsp; simplemente me pierdo, me gustaría saber que mi vida es solo mía, pero inconcientemente o quizás no tanto, el eterno te presiona, no deja que te arriesgues, porque nadie es libre hasta las aves tienen su límite, me gustaría saber que mi futuro me&amp;nbsp; fascinará no que es el mas "conveniente", quizás no me lo dicen directamente pero esperan algo de mi...talves demasiado, preferiría que pensarán que seré un fracaso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Me encantaria que la palabra que mejor me identificara fuese &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"libertad",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me gustaría que ellos me dijeran "haz lo que quiera mientras&amp;nbsp;procures ser feliz", me gustaría&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt; ser un poco mas valiente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pensar primero en mi, me gustaría sentar cabeza; tomar conciencia y perseguir lo que jamás debi olvidar...mi esencia,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;sostener con fuerza mis sue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;ños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; y no poner nada en su lugar, nada que los opaque&amp;nbsp;y porfavor que nada los reemplace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Me gustaría perder el miedo que se apodera de mi, perder el miedo a fracasar, me gustaria perder el miedo al que dirán, porque aunque juguemos a ser maduros siempre este &amp;nbsp;haí esta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pues si ese es el mejor camino &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;¿Por qué me siento frustrada antes de recorrerlo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tengo mi respuesta pero al parecer soy muy cobarde como para practicarla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-1655452663951340101?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1655452663951340101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/libertad.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1655452663951340101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1655452663951340101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/libertad.html' title='Libertad'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TGNlclSxcLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/dS0R68K6CuU/s72-c/PIC_0387pik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-7527518882567689794</id><published>2010-08-03T01:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T01:13:03.855-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Finalmente tu haces lo que quieres :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TFeTYt3E_yI/AAAAAAAAAxU/LHt-gTeO8_4/s1600/Despedida_by_LadyAliena.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TFeTYt3E_yI/AAAAAAAAAxU/LHt-gTeO8_4/s320/Despedida_by_LadyAliena.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me vi&amp;nbsp;aconsejandote conformismo &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;no me gusto. ¿Te dije lo que querías escuchar no?, te lastima un poco pero extrañamente te tranquiliza te hace sentir mejor contigo misma, te hace sentir menos, como decirlo, "mujer sufrida". Mientras que yo solo me ahorre el desenlace y nos dirige al directo final, yo solo me ahorre las esperanzas que traen ya de hermana a las decepciones, yo escogí no luchar por una causa perdida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;No sé que debo hacer, sé que siempre hay que luchar, pero ya ni siquiera sé si esta bien por lo que "lucho"...no quiero terminar llorando de nuevo, no quiero terminar mas decepcionada...decidí alejarme de eso hace un tiempo, no me lo hagas difícil, pues al&amp;nbsp; final al igual que el capitán de un barco termino ahogándome sola, eso no sería tan malo si al menos los problemas fueran totalmente mios, si el barco fuera mio, pero aquí yo solo soy un marinero que le das autoridad cuando te conviene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No mas difícil...&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/5095818244660671639-7527518882567689794?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7527518882567689794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/finalmente-tu-haces-lo-que-quieres.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7527518882567689794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7527518882567689794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/08/finalmente-tu-haces-lo-que-quieres.html' title='Finalmente tu haces lo que quieres :)'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TFeTYt3E_yI/AAAAAAAAAxU/LHt-gTeO8_4/s72-c/Despedida_by_LadyAliena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-602625781471833973</id><published>2010-07-30T16:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T16:05:02.473-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libro'/><title type='text'>No pidas sardina fuera de temporada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TFMhPh--QxI/AAAAAAAAAxM/lVbVg6DCqk0/s1600/7304614878df956c1f878b87e81dd0c3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TFMhPh--QxI/AAAAAAAAAxM/lVbVg6DCqk0/s320/7304614878df956c1f878b87e81dd0c3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; cada vez que se oyen pasos en el jardín levanto la cabeza y miro con esperanza hacia la puerta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Porque&amp;nbsp; sé que&amp;nbsp;volverá, y que el rumor de sus pasos será el anuncio de su llegada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;"A.Martin/ J. Ribera"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Me gusto el final del libro :)!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&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/5095818244660671639-602625781471833973?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/602625781471833973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-pidas-sardina-fuera-de-temporada.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/602625781471833973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/602625781471833973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-pidas-sardina-fuera-de-temporada.html' title='No pidas sardina fuera de temporada'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TFMhPh--QxI/AAAAAAAAAxM/lVbVg6DCqk0/s72-c/7304614878df956c1f878b87e81dd0c3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3492196339009038217</id><published>2010-07-27T01:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T01:13:02.022-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo que fue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>&amp; hasta hoy sigue esa espectacular sensación</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TE5bijaRUwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/XuUtOW5pb9A/s1600/I_travel_slow_by_evalovinlucy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TE5bijaRUwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/XuUtOW5pb9A/s320/I_travel_slow_by_evalovinlucy.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;♥~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;os magníficos acontecimientos en esta vida están&amp;nbsp;repletos de espontaneidad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;los&amp;nbsp;enormes acontecimientos de&amp;nbsp;la vida&amp;nbsp;están&amp;nbsp;repletos de magia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;de intensas miradas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;los grandes acontecimientos de la vida están&amp;nbsp;repletos de espíritus alocados y sinceros, los espectaculares acontecimientos de la vida&amp;nbsp;están repletos de esperanza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;los fabulosos acontecimientos de esta vida están repletos de simpleza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;los maravillosos acontecimientos de la vida están repletos de alegría de sonrisas sin medidas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;~♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;¿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Te digo un &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;asombro acontecimiento&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;de mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;ues el día que escogiste formar parte de ella nuevamente,&amp;nbsp;el día que escuche un libre&amp;nbsp;y profundo "Te amo", yo pude responder "yo mas, siempre mas", reíste dulcemente posaste ambas manos en mis mejillas manteniendo&amp;nbsp;tu sonrisa junto&amp;nbsp;a tu mirada exquisita, me besaste, abrazaste, los dos sabíamos que haríamos de aquel momento algo del día a día, que lo nuestro por siempre perduraría.&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/5095818244660671639-3492196339009038217?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3492196339009038217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/hasta-hoy-sigue-esa-espectacular.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3492196339009038217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3492196339009038217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/hasta-hoy-sigue-esa-espectacular.html' title='&amp; hasta hoy sigue esa espectacular sensación'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TE5bijaRUwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/XuUtOW5pb9A/s72-c/I_travel_slow_by_evalovinlucy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1241924942194136586</id><published>2010-07-25T15:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T15:11:47.705-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TEx5U7g6enI/AAAAAAAAAwo/DvkR4ZSFLpQ/s1600/PIC_0380piiik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TEx5U7g6enI/AAAAAAAAAwo/DvkR4ZSFLpQ/s320/PIC_0380piiik.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Es mágico &amp;amp; hermoso lo que a cada segundo causas en mi &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sabes mi amor todos estos días juntos han sido maravillosos, siento que lo que formamos cada instante se hace mas fuerte, cada vez tenemos mas motivos para ser felices, cada día creo mas en esto que nos une &amp;amp; que &lt;u&gt;sé nos unirá siempre&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eres tan especial, tan fantástico y lo mejor eres mio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;El amor que esta aquí dentro de nosotros se que alcanzará siempre momentos inolvidables, sé que siempre estará presente, sé que siempre tendré el calor de tu mirada para refugiarme, sé que siempre me seguirás entregando esa serenidad &amp;amp; confianza, sé que todo lo que planeamos se hará realidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lo sé, porque si la vida me enseño que existe alguien como tú, puedo creer en todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-1241924942194136586?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1241924942194136586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/es-magico-hermoso-lo-que-cada-segundo.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1241924942194136586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1241924942194136586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/es-magico-hermoso-lo-que-cada-segundo.html' title=''/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TEx5U7g6enI/AAAAAAAAAwo/DvkR4ZSFLpQ/s72-c/PIC_0380piiik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-5889418107904969304</id><published>2010-07-22T23:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:21:10.165-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo que fue'/><title type='text'>un engaño eso nada más</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TEj8S873D9I/AAAAAAAAAwI/tPgfVwKsBkA/s1600/Picture2004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TEj8S873D9I/AAAAAAAAAwI/tPgfVwKsBkA/s320/Picture2004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Yo no quiero más de eso ya tuve suficiente, no otra vez por favor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ya ni siquiera pido soluciones como&amp;nbsp;antes lo hacia ahora quizás un engaño, un secreto a voces me serviría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ya las palabras están gastadas, ni tú ni el entedieron &amp;amp; realmente no sé si algún día lo hagan, los fines y comienzos se hicieron costumbres de esas que a nadie le agradan, donde solo se cocechan llantos, dobles discursos, intentos a medias, promesas rotas ( por ambos), re-re-re-inventario donde finalmente no cambia nada todo continua intacto, donde lo único que se suma son lágrimas, donde la esperanza cada vez es más escasa, donde ya ni las ganas aguantan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ya no pido soluciones...solo pido engaños...mi esperanza ya no me visita. No vale la pena, no la vale creanme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si&amp;nbsp;esto pasa de nuevo&amp;nbsp;solo obtendran el&amp;nbsp;siguiente año el mismo llanto de ella finjiendo que esta enferma, los mismos ojos rojos de él con su cara fría &amp;amp; el cigarro prendido para molestarla. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tienen miedo, quizás mas que yo...porque al reves de ustedes ya aprendi que nada bueno saldra de haí, que los&amp;nbsp; gritos no ayudan, aún menos las manos, que no son capaces no lo son, nunca lo han sido posiblemente nunca lo serán. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt; A ti que siempre dudo de tu existencia cuando pequeña te pedia a gritos que todo acabará, ahora te&amp;nbsp;digo callada pero con toda mi alma&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;"no&amp;nbsp;de nuevo por favor no, dejame seguir agradeciendote porque ellos esten bien".&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; saben ya aprendí a llorar en silencio...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-5889418107904969304?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5889418107904969304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/un-engano-eso-nada-mas.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5889418107904969304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5889418107904969304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/un-engano-eso-nada-mas.html' title='un engaño eso nada más'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TEj8S873D9I/AAAAAAAAAwI/tPgfVwKsBkA/s72-c/Picture2004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8342240274827813545</id><published>2010-07-17T23:48:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T14:13:23.051-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>anoche el espanta pesadillas no funciono...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDv47VKEM6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/VwmeS5x1Hm8/s1600/64c411170e142dc297973cd52a53056c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDv47VKEM6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/VwmeS5x1Hm8/s320/64c411170e142dc297973cd52a53056c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hoy&amp;nbsp; tuve un sueño extraño, mas que extraño malo, dolor, sufrimiento, &lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;DECEPCIÓN&lt;/span&gt; de esa que cala hondo, de aquellas que dejan cicatriz, de esas que te roban la confianza por completo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Me sentía vacía, desesperada como un niño que se pierde en el mercado, sentí que&amp;nbsp;había saltado desde un avión&amp;nbsp;confiada &amp;amp; el paracaídas no funcionaba, la ilusión solo me había traído desilusión. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; La sensación era horrible,me costaba hasta respirar, a los ojos ya no te podía mirar...pero te amaba te amaba&amp;nbsp;¡te amaba!, no lo podía soportar, el sufrimiento era tan fuerte, se había adueñado de mi al limite que casi no podía sentir...sentir, ¿sentir? en aquel sueño eso ya no era para mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fue tan raro, tan malo, lo bueno es que &lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;solo&amp;nbsp;fue un sueño...una PESADILLA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt; día un tanto amargo...un tanto extraño, extraño, te-extraño.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-8342240274827813545?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8342240274827813545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/tuve-un-sueno-extrano-mas-que-extrano.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8342240274827813545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8342240274827813545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/tuve-un-sueno-extrano-mas-que-extrano.html' title='anoche el espanta pesadillas no funciono...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDv47VKEM6I/AAAAAAAAAv4/VwmeS5x1Hm8/s72-c/64c411170e142dc297973cd52a53056c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1589853028135045890</id><published>2010-07-13T02:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T02:31:24.698-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>shh...silencio dejen que duerma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDv5KJ6H_bI/AAAAAAAAAv8/J7jEKbR3St8/s1600/1274499952763_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDv5KJ6H_bI/AAAAAAAAAv8/J7jEKbR3St8/s320/1274499952763_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si esto es un sueño, no pretendo ni deseo despertar...nuestro amor es el sueño que hace que duerma&amp;nbsp;y viva en serenidad,quiero que tu seas mi refugio ante cualquier pesadilla, no te alejes de mi pues me quedo perdida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Me enamoraste&amp;nbsp;y me dejaste sin mas razón que tu amor, seré lo que tu seas, no estoy loca esto se llama amor&amp;nbsp;el cual&amp;nbsp;lleva tu nombre es una emoción, un sentimiento que me domina Te amo, Te amo,&amp;nbsp;¡Te amo!&amp;nbsp;no te alejes de mi pues me quedo perdida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mi sueño avanza espero no amanezca, la luz de la mañana puede estropear esta vuelta. Me ato a ti para ver si despiertas junto a mi ¿Funcionará?, por favor mi niño &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;dime&lt;/span&gt; que si. Nuestro amor se hace dueño del tiempo que hace eterno el silencio&amp;nbsp;y alarga&amp;nbsp;este sueño para perdurar nuestro amor, la almohada torcida intenta encontrar a este sueño salida solo logra que me&amp;nbsp;funda en tu vida mientras repito no te alejes de mi&amp;nbsp;pues me quedo perdida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;La vida da vueltas&amp;nbsp;y yo espero despierta...a que la noche aparezca para sentir tu calor.&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/5095818244660671639-1589853028135045890?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1589853028135045890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/shhsilencio-dejen-que-duerma.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1589853028135045890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1589853028135045890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/shhsilencio-dejen-que-duerma.html' title='shh...silencio dejen que duerma'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDv5KJ6H_bI/AAAAAAAAAv8/J7jEKbR3St8/s72-c/1274499952763_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3852081120586282799</id><published>2010-07-10T16:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T16:22:23.134-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Explotar en mil corazones♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDjHLR_TNwI/AAAAAAAAAvU/_uhuhS_Uxtw/s1600/1253525788957_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDjHLR_TNwI/AAAAAAAAAvU/_uhuhS_Uxtw/s1600/1253525788957_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;a sensación de entregarte libremente a alguien, en &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;cuerpo alma &amp;amp; corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; es fantástica si sabes que ese alguien siempre estará contigo, no existirá traición, miedo ni desolación. Saber que esa persona cuidará la confianza que le haz entregado tal como un caminante cuida un poco de agua en el desierto, tal como un niño cuida su juguete favorito, tal como un buen jardinero cuida su mejor flor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cuando sabes que tú corazón esta en buenas manos, sientes una sensación tan exquisita, vives, disfrutas, entregas, ofreces &amp;amp; amas sin ningún miedo, porque no hay temor al sufrimiento, solo hambre de ser cada día mas feliz, de que tu interior se llene mas de él &amp;amp; de ese amor que te da&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;sientes que vas a explotar, que ya no puedes amarlo más, pero lo ves nuevamente, lo besas,&amp;nbsp;lo miras,&amp;nbsp;lo sientes, &amp;amp; si...&lt;strong&gt;sí&lt;/strong&gt; puedes sentir más amor aún, si puedes sentirte mas repleta, pero al mismo tiempo plena de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te amo de una manera tan especial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deseo poder hacerte cada día mas feliz &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deseo compartir todo junto a ti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deseo disfrutar esto a cada instante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;deseo tantas cosas mi amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pero por sobretodo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deseo siempre poder mantenerme firme en tu corazón&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&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/5095818244660671639-3852081120586282799?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3852081120586282799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/explotar-en-mil-corazones.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3852081120586282799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3852081120586282799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/explotar-en-mil-corazones.html' title='Explotar en mil corazones♥'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDjHLR_TNwI/AAAAAAAAAvU/_uhuhS_Uxtw/s72-c/1253525788957_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-910203327245696334</id><published>2010-07-10T01:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T01:13:52.497-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento de coleccion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='día especial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>te tengo a mi lado...¿qué mejor razón ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDfy0mIewLI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/vJQuV7_GaJo/s1600/1267019193472_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;¿&lt;/span&gt;Celebremos con un beso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;¿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;ué celebramos&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pues que hoy es...&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;HOY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hoy se suma un día mas junto a ti, hoy me haces enormemente feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;¿Qué mas necesitamos para celebrar?&lt;/em&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/5095818244660671639-910203327245696334?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/910203327245696334/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/te-tengo-mi-ladoque-mejor-razon.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/910203327245696334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/910203327245696334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/te-tengo-mi-ladoque-mejor-razon.html' title='te tengo a mi lado...¿qué mejor razón ?'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDfy0mIewLI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/vJQuV7_GaJo/s72-c/1267019193472_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-568479676770442154</id><published>2010-07-07T15:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:12:24.554-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento de coleccion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Momentos, palabras especiales</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDTCzTyuMXI/AAAAAAAAAu0/AVrpHYY1-Zg/s1600/Ojos_by_Omeno.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDTCzTyuMXI/AAAAAAAAAu0/AVrpHYY1-Zg/s200/Ojos_by_Omeno.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Me encanto la vez que el me dijo que yo era lo que el&amp;nbsp;buscaba, lo que espero por mucho tiempo&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; que no me dejaría ir jamás...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Luego de eso un beso fue el sello perfecto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;¿Ustedes me cuentan cuales momentos o palabras han sido sus favoritas?&lt;/u&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/5095818244660671639-568479676770442154?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/568479676770442154/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/momentos-palabras-especiales.html#comment-form' title='15 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/568479676770442154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/568479676770442154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/momentos-palabras-especiales.html' title='Momentos, palabras especiales'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDTCzTyuMXI/AAAAAAAAAu0/AVrpHYY1-Zg/s72-c/Ojos_by_Omeno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-6496152654180752773</id><published>2010-07-04T16:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T16:23:51.561-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento de coleccion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelicula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='día especial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Te Amooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Y solo puedo decir&amp;nbsp;que todo junto a ti...es simplemente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDDdLe-9PlI/AAAAAAAAAuw/vyas754gJ40/s1600/blogtont.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="48" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDDdLe-9PlI/AAAAAAAAAuw/vyas754gJ40/s320/blogtont.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Todo lo que hemos compartido, cada paso que hemos avanzado, cada barrera que hemos superado, cada tropiezo del que nos hemos levantado,&amp;nbsp;todo absolutamente TODO...&amp;nbsp;nos ha llevado a ser lo que hoy somos, ha compartir lo que hoy compartimos, ha sentir lo que hoy sentimos,ha entregar lo que hoy entregamos,&amp;nbsp;ha vivir lo que hoy vivimos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;amarnos como hoy nos amamos &amp;amp; solo me basta decir que&lt;em&gt; no me arrepiento de nada...porque si es contigo es&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanto ayer,como hoy &amp;amp; estoy segura que mañana fuimos somos &amp;amp; seremos felices.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TClYiyLxgAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/xOnz210peXg/s1600/Picture1532g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TClYiyLxgAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/xOnz210peXg/s320/Picture1532g.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gracias por estar aquí junto a mí, gracias por el cuidado, por la confianza, por el respeto, por el cariño, por&amp;nbsp;el maravilloso puro delicado &amp;amp; real amor que me das, ese que llena nuestros días, ese que esta en cada beso, en cada caricia, en cada palabra, ese que esta aquí haciéndome sentir afortunada, completamente enamorada &amp;amp; un tanto atontada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Gracias mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tontito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Cosito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;...Gracias&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;por hacerme sentir lo que siento...por tenerme aquí volando alto sin miedo a caer, porque si tu sujetas mi mano no me falta nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDDckDgN9TI/AAAAAAAAAus/97eSyixiOUs/s1600/Picture1205hhh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDDckDgN9TI/AAAAAAAAAus/97eSyixiOUs/s320/Picture1205hhh.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; ahora estamos aquí perdidos en instantes en miradas...en nosotros&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/5095818244660671639-6496152654180752773?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6496152654180752773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/te-amoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6496152654180752773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6496152654180752773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/07/te-amoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='Te Amooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo♥'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TDDdLe-9PlI/AAAAAAAAAuw/vyas754gJ40/s72-c/blogtont.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-7450506649540514923</id><published>2010-06-28T23:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T23:31:44.551-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Soy una chica con suerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TClY9Q_gT2I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Zhlcp9X0Xqg/s1600/globoooo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TClY9Q_gT2I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Zhlcp9X0Xqg/s1600/globoooo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;De todos los&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;corazones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, de todas las chicas del&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-large;"&gt;mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;...el enamoro al &lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: x-large;"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&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/5095818244660671639-7450506649540514923?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7450506649540514923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/soy-una-chica-con-suerte.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7450506649540514923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7450506649540514923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/soy-una-chica-con-suerte.html' title='Soy una chica con suerte'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TClY9Q_gT2I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Zhlcp9X0Xqg/s72-c/globoooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-4656986977916762026</id><published>2010-06-23T21:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:31:17.644-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Unas cuantas promesas rotas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TCKm0SHrg5I/AAAAAAAAAtM/F5cl6wGnrvE/s1600/cute002.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="84" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TCKm0SHrg5I/AAAAAAAAAtM/F5cl6wGnrvE/s320/cute002.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;os tratos que no cumpliste son como promesas rotas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;amp; lo que se rompe siempre tendra una trizadura...aunque sea minima&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Te daras cuenta cuando hables del ayer &amp;amp; tus palabras tengan sierto nivel de resentimiento,&amp;nbsp;no podras evitar irte a la cama con una sensación de descontento, porque no somos como gatos...no caemos de pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;¡Pero hey! que mas da...a mi me gustas con heridas &amp;amp; todo...por lo demás si te duelen yo te las curo&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-4656986977916762026?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4656986977916762026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/unas-cuantas-promesas-rotas.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4656986977916762026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4656986977916762026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/unas-cuantas-promesas-rotas.html' title='Unas cuantas promesas rotas'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TCKm0SHrg5I/AAAAAAAAAtM/F5cl6wGnrvE/s72-c/cute002.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-5435969416691693702</id><published>2010-06-20T19:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:58:54.822-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Una pregunta habitual este último tiempo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TB6czzPeK4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/ObAibtiJBMI/s1600/wQPWUfzvski5cgvoYQckkzlEo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TB6czzPeK4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/ObAibtiJBMI/s1600/wQPWUfzvski5cgvoYQckkzlEo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;¿Estas enamorada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;¡Si!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;¿Cómo te das cuenta?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pues te das cuenta cuando olvidas la razón para pensar en su nombre, cuando adoras tu día porque el estuvo&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;presente, cuando sus problemas sus dolores sus alegrías sus logros ya no son solo de el son también tuyos, cuando impones su felicidad ante la tuya, cuando las "mariposas en el estomago" se transforman en águilas, cuando sientes que no existe nadie mejor que él, cuando quieres que de cada paso importante junto a ti, cuando sonríes como boba solo por verlo, cuando tu respuesta es un inmediato SI a la pregunta ¿estas enamorada?... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;amp;...¿Cómo, cuándo pasa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;No hay un momento exacto, ni una explicación concreta...es que &lt;u&gt;tan solo "pasa"...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5095818244660671639-5435969416691693702?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5435969416691693702/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/una-pregunta-habitual-este-ultimo.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5435969416691693702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5435969416691693702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/una-pregunta-habitual-este-ultimo.html' title='Una pregunta habitual este último tiempo...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TB6czzPeK4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/ObAibtiJBMI/s72-c/wQPWUfzvski5cgvoYQckkzlEo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-9150408240012981485</id><published>2010-06-16T21:08:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:14:47.571-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='día especial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Si de ese tipo de amor♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TBlcWNhgS_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/lSKX8hvHAgs/s1600/8405937546_fvn7X.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TBlcWNhgS_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/lSKX8hvHAgs/s320/8405937546_fvn7X.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Es uno de esos amores que te atrapan, donde te cuesta hasta respirar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;¿Aaa como&amp;nbsp;aquellos&amp;nbsp;de películas?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Si ella podía sentirlo a el en el aire, cuando el viento rosaba su cara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;¿ Cómo era el con ella?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era el muchacho mas tierno que puedas imaginar, la miraba diferente a cualquiera...eras de esos chicos&amp;nbsp;por los cual esperarías una eternidad&amp;nbsp;e incluso dos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;¿Y &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;ella lo valoraba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas que a nada en el mundo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; ¿Pasaban todo el tiempo juntos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Físicamente todo el posible, espiritualmente&amp;nbsp;sus días llegaban a durar 25 horas. Podían estar juntos para siempre e incluso así ese tiempo no les hubiese bastado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Y...¿ Para ellos eso tenia sentido?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;No lo tenía...por eso era amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&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/5095818244660671639-9150408240012981485?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/9150408240012981485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/si-de-ese-tipo-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/9150408240012981485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/9150408240012981485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/si-de-ese-tipo-de-amor.html' title='Si de ese tipo de amor♥'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TBlcWNhgS_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/lSKX8hvHAgs/s72-c/8405937546_fvn7X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3117226315282344901</id><published>2010-06-14T18:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:16:38.526-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>ya no tengo mas palabras ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TBab1-30vBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/yw_SJvcf0cw/s1600/DSC00087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TBab1-30vBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/yw_SJvcf0cw/s320/DSC00087.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Me &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;haces&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;...Muy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;muy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;muy&lt;/span&gt; Feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/5095818244660671639-3117226315282344901?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3117226315282344901/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/ya-no-tengo-mas-palabras.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3117226315282344901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3117226315282344901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/ya-no-tengo-mas-palabras.html' title='ya no tengo mas palabras ♥'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TBab1-30vBI/AAAAAAAAAsA/yw_SJvcf0cw/s72-c/DSC00087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1707190157580558913</id><published>2010-06-05T20:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T20:36:29.125-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Te dire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Times; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Algunas cosas que escogí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAreasZNapI/AAAAAAAAAr8/girYYvCozFg/s1600/runin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAreasZNapI/AAAAAAAAAr8/girYYvCozFg/s1600/runin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escogí que fuese tu nombre el que escribo &amp;amp; escribiré en cualquier rincón que encuentre, escogí que mi cuello tenga el sabor de tus labios, escogí tus abrazos...tus palabras...tus te amo, escogí que fuesen tus manos las que acompañen mi cintura, escogí que seras mi leal inspiración, escogí que seas tú el que siga llenando mi vida de sonrisas, escogí que seras el único al que le aguante que me discuta, escogí llorar por ti unas cuantas veces, escogí creer en tus palabras, escogí que mi días favoritos serán los dieciséis de cada mes, escogí que el sitio mas apropiado para mi será donde tú estés escogí que mi mejor espejo serán tus ojos...mi mejor protector tus caricias &amp;amp; mi mejor fragancia la que tu dejas en mí, escogí&amp;nbsp;mostrarme contigo tal cual soy, escogí que nuestro amor es &amp;amp; será igual que una noche estrellada, escogí&amp;nbsp; estar siempre que me necesites, escogí amarte &amp;amp; por sobre todo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;escogí jamás dejarte ir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;♥ (Y esto lo juro)&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/5095818244660671639-1707190157580558913?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1707190157580558913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/te-dire.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1707190157580558913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1707190157580558913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/te-dire.html' title='Te dire'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAreasZNapI/AAAAAAAAAr8/girYYvCozFg/s72-c/runin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8591746282249542233</id><published>2010-06-04T00:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T00:31:33.435-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>locos ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAhzirC8YZI/AAAAAAAAArY/2HkM4GdTImw/s1600/406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="272" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAhzirC8YZI/AAAAAAAAArY/2HkM4GdTImw/s320/406.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Sé muy bien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;que no soy pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;rfecta, sé muy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;bien que tengo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;miles de defectos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;pero sé tambien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;que aún así&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt; te vuelves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;loco por mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;que somos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;nuestro&amp;nbsp;sueño&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;hecho&amp;nbsp;realidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-8591746282249542233?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8591746282249542233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/locos.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8591746282249542233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8591746282249542233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/locos.html' title='locos ♥'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAhzirC8YZI/AAAAAAAAArY/2HkM4GdTImw/s72-c/406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3400171039462939086</id><published>2010-06-01T23:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:32:38.463-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Tantas cosas me gustan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAXBXArUTqI/AAAAAAAAArI/cDwsBAFL5gE/s1600/b208537373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAXBXArUTqI/AAAAAAAAArI/cDwsBAFL5gE/s320/b208537373.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;¿Saben que me gusta de el?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Me gusta la manera en que se ponen sus ojos cuando ríe, me gusta como luce con sus pantalones de tela a rayas, me gusta cuando entre risas intenta poner su voz ruda, me gusta cuando&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;no me deja entrar a mi salón mientras me besa bruscamente&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; me dice "¡ el último, el último!", me gusta cuando en el patio me mira de lejos, me sonríe &amp;amp; me lanza un beso, me gusta cuando me dice que soy linda &amp;amp; que me lo repita mas de dos veces al día&amp;nbsp;-aunque a el le digo que no-, me gusta cuando le da vergüenza &amp;amp; mira hacia otra dirección, me gusta que siempre lea mi blog, me gusta &amp;amp; mucho cuando me mira directamente a los ojos...son en esos momentos en los que me dice todo, me gusta cuando llega repentinamente abrazándome por&amp;nbsp;la espalda, me gusta cuando&amp;nbsp;después de no verlo por unas varias horas me&amp;nbsp;abraza fuerte,fuerte, me gusta que sonría cuando me ve por las mañanas, me gusta cuando pone voces ridículas, me gusta como luce su rostro cuando le dan ataques de risa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt; Me gustan tantas cosas de el...pero lo que mas me gusta es que me ama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-3400171039462939086?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3400171039462939086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/tantas-cosas-me-gusta.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3400171039462939086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3400171039462939086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/06/tantas-cosas-me-gusta.html' title='Tantas cosas me gustan...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAXBXArUTqI/AAAAAAAAArI/cDwsBAFL5gE/s72-c/b208537373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-869658590029853742</id><published>2010-05-30T14:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:14:30.758-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Por muy perfecto que usted se crea  sepa que no lo es </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAKaOdsCpEI/AAAAAAAAArE/vblPe5tqQ-M/s1600/nada_en_nada_by_ozland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAKaOdsCpEI/AAAAAAAAArE/vblPe5tqQ-M/s320/nada_en_nada_by_ozland.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Señor Perfecto: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;¿Sabe cual es su peor defecto?&lt;/em&gt; aparte de considerarse perfecto &amp;amp; decírmelo casi siempre...su gran defecto es la inmensa &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;INSEGURIDAD&lt;/span&gt; que usted posee sobre lo que siento por usted, su enorme y &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ESTÚPIDA&lt;/span&gt; inseguridad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Parece ser usted es el único que ama enserio, usted es el único Mister&amp;nbsp; Perfecto que no&amp;nbsp;deja tiempo ni espacio para que la señorita completamente Imperfecta&amp;nbsp; pueda tener dudas sobre usted, sobre como se siente usted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp; PERDÓN SEÑOR PERFECTO POR SER TAN POCA COSA&amp;nbsp; &lt;/u&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/5095818244660671639-869658590029853742?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/869658590029853742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/por-muy-perfecto-que-usted-se-crea-sepa.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/869658590029853742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/869658590029853742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/por-muy-perfecto-que-usted-se-crea-sepa.html' title='Por muy perfecto que usted se crea &lt;sub&gt; sepa que no lo es &lt;/sub&gt;'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TAKaOdsCpEI/AAAAAAAAArE/vblPe5tqQ-M/s72-c/nada_en_nada_by_ozland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2415667366209172489</id><published>2010-05-24T21:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:49:54.498-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Algo que no mencionare nunca  menos a tí </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S_sekPB-kwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/pdFYkRaZco4/s1600/Picture1205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S_sekPB-kwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/pdFYkRaZco4/s320/Picture1205.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Sabes Sebastián...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;amp; siento que nada antes de ti existió, pero por sobre todo siento que después de ti ya no existiría nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hoy ya no solo me gusta&amp;nbsp;tenerte&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;mi lado...hoy &lt;u&gt;necesito&lt;/u&gt; tenerte a mi lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Siento una extraña sensación de que después de conocerte, después&amp;nbsp;de que fueses parte de mí, nada se me haría suficiente, nada me llenaría, como lo haces tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Pero sabes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;esto nunca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;se lo diré&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;a nadie,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;aún &lt;u&gt;menos&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;a ti, por supuesto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;que no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Después puedes usarlo a tu favor.&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/5095818244660671639-2415667366209172489?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2415667366209172489/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/algo-que-no-mencionare-nunca-menos-ti.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2415667366209172489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2415667366209172489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/algo-que-no-mencionare-nunca-menos-ti.html' title='Algo que no mencionare nunca &lt;sub&gt; menos a tí &lt;/sub&gt;'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S_sekPB-kwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/pdFYkRaZco4/s72-c/Picture1205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8127942727223310785</id><published>2010-05-23T16:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T16:14:45.567-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo que fue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Duele  no tienes idea cuanto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S_l91j7eHVI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Go7VsxgX4RQ/s1600/BW_Another_Eds_Calm____by_Carlo_DelAvenda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S_l91j7eHVI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Go7VsxgX4RQ/s320/BW_Another_Eds_Calm____by_Carlo_DelAvenda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;uele no sentir el corazón&amp;nbsp;pero duele aún mas sentirlo vació &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;duele no verte cada noche ni cada madrugada cuando te busco entre mis sabanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;duele saber que&amp;nbsp;es absurdo&amp;nbsp;esperar junto al teléfono tu llamada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;duele extrañarte hasta en los mas mínimos detalles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;duele que no te importe, ni siquiera un poco&amp;nbsp;lo que siente la mujer que "amaste"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;duele seguir viendo tu foto colgando en mi muro, colgando de aquel clavo que clavaste profundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;duele ver como le pido al tiempo que retroceda, pero duele&amp;nbsp;mas que este no me tome en cuenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;duele&amp;nbsp;percibir como me parto en dos entre el pasado y el presente en el que ya no vivo, solo sobrevivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;duele sentir sobre mi el vestido de la desolación &amp;amp; calzar&amp;nbsp;unos tacones que no avanzan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;duele saber que la vida me ha dejado sola...pero duele mas sentir que tú lo haz hecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;duele sentirse&amp;nbsp;atrapada en una fosa, aquella que llamamos memorias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;Me duele que no estés, pero me mata que no regreses&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&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/5095818244660671639-8127942727223310785?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8127942727223310785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/duele-no-tienes-idea-cuanto.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8127942727223310785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8127942727223310785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/duele-no-tienes-idea-cuanto.html' title='Duele &lt;sub&gt; no tienes idea cuanto&lt;/sub&gt;'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S_l91j7eHVI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Go7VsxgX4RQ/s72-c/BW_Another_Eds_Calm____by_Carlo_DelAvenda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2391736444409832938</id><published>2010-05-15T21:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T01:23:46.868-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>me tienes tonta Me dijiste que escribiera algo bonito, así que aquí va...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S-81ADrEBPI/AAAAAAAAAog/P7IteE47C1E/s1600/titanic_pg01asdf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S-81ADrEBPI/AAAAAAAAAog/P7IteE47C1E/s1600/titanic_pg01asdf.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Si hay algo me hace feliz es saber que estas junto a mi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;si hay algo que disfruto son tus besos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;si hay algo que me vuelve loca es tu sonrisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;si hay algo que me&amp;nbsp;fascina es abrasarte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si algo que me hipnotiza es tu mirada &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si algo que me reconforta son tus palabras&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si hay algo que me enamora es tu ternura.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si existe algo eterno es lo nuestro &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;si existes tu, para mi todo esta perfecto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Si hay algo que jamás busque pero al encontrarlo me enamore eso, ese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;eres tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5095818244660671639-2391736444409832938?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2391736444409832938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/me-tienes-tonta.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2391736444409832938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2391736444409832938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/me-tienes-tonta.html' title='me tienes tonta &lt;sub&gt;Me dijiste que escribiera algo bonito, así que aquí va...&lt;/sub&gt;'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S-81ADrEBPI/AAAAAAAAAog/P7IteE47C1E/s72-c/titanic_pg01asdf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-6855992004780975792</id><published>2010-05-13T21:06:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T21:12:46.813-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Temo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S-yVFESyCfI/AAAAAAAAAoc/eGNGjaty2vQ/s1600/19864_235149246383_171806521383_3216855_7428_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S-yVFESyCfI/AAAAAAAAAoc/eGNGjaty2vQ/s1600/19864_235149246383_171806521383_3216855_7428_n.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoy me preguntaron cual era mi mayor temor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;La respuesta es perder a gente que amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;gente como tú&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;sucede que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; ya nose como es estar sin tí y no quiero saberlo, ¡definitivamente no!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Por favor no nos hagamos esto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;Te amo&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;♥espero no perderte nunca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-6855992004780975792?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6855992004780975792/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/temo.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6855992004780975792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6855992004780975792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/temo.html' title='Temo'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S-yVFESyCfI/AAAAAAAAAoc/eGNGjaty2vQ/s72-c/19864_235149246383_171806521383_3216855_7428_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1920212414830804671</id><published>2010-05-09T01:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:15:30.791-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='día especial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>¡Feliz Día Mamá!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S-Y2k36LI2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/AVNy3vjCMYA/s1600/Picture0729.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S-Y2k36LI2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/AVNy3vjCMYA/s320/Picture0729.jpg" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Como&amp;nbsp;no te voy a escribir a ti mamita&amp;nbsp;querida, si eres&amp;nbsp;una persona fundamental e importantísima en mi vida, me haz dado tanto, ¡me entregas tanto!, Siempre ahí sin que te llame, siempre ahí cuando nadie mas estubo, Siempre, siempre tu a mi lado apoyandome en todo, dejandome caer...pero&amp;nbsp;obligandome a&amp;nbsp;levantarme mas fuerte y segura. Tu mamita me haz dado tanta fuerza, tantos momentos hermosos, tantas sonrisas, tanta felicidad, me haz satisfacido tanto capricho loco, me haz soportado tantas niñerías e inmadureces. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Como no amarte a ti, que haz dado todo para que yo este bien, para que este contenta,para que cada&amp;nbsp;día me sienta mas llena de Felicidad, como no amarte a ti si me diste la vida &amp;amp; cuidaste de ella, como no amarte si no hay ni habrá jamás en mi vida alguien como tu♥, siempre dispuesta a escucharme a entenderme ( o al menos intentarlo)&amp;nbsp; a aconsejarme en cada desición o paso importante, siempre&amp;nbsp;con tu regaloneo cariñoso bruto lleno de besos fuertes y de abrazos locos, ese regaloneo...ese al que estoy tan acostumbrada, cómo no amarte si eres mi Mamá, la mejor de todas para mi siempre serás...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; No me queda mas que darte las &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Gracias&lt;/span&gt; un gracias bien fuerte..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gracias mi mamita linda...Gracias por ser mi mamá...infinitamente Gracias :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-1920212414830804671?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1920212414830804671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/feliz-dia-mama.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1920212414830804671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1920212414830804671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/05/feliz-dia-mama.html' title='¡Feliz Día Mamá!'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S-Y2k36LI2I/AAAAAAAAAoU/AVNy3vjCMYA/s72-c/Picture0729.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-4227259969504316721</id><published>2010-04-27T23:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T23:16:03.459-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Que rico desentonar :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S9eaEjLxTCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/httVGUgEPaI/s1600/Libertad.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S9eaEjLxTCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/httVGUgEPaI/s1600/Libertad.gif" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Comienza tu&lt;/span&gt; día&lt;/span&gt; con una sonrisa, &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;verás lo divertido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;que es ir por&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;ahi de&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;sentona&lt;/span&gt;ndo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;con todo&lt;/span&gt; el mu&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;●Libertad&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/5095818244660671639-4227259969504316721?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4227259969504316721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/d.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4227259969504316721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4227259969504316721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/d.html' title='Que rico desentonar :D'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S9eaEjLxTCI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/httVGUgEPaI/s72-c/Libertad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-4467171859439933488</id><published>2010-04-21T20:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:51:26.824-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Quizás no lo sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8-O1UyuxrI/AAAAAAAAAoM/PVUIayN-Wpo/s1600/1267406703004_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8-O1UyuxrI/AAAAAAAAAoM/PVUIayN-Wpo/s1600/1267406703004_f.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;¿Si el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;orgullo es&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;mas grande&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;que el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;"amor", entonces... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;es&amp;nbsp;realmente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;amor&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;●me hiciste sentir patética...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5095818244660671639-4467171859439933488?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4467171859439933488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/quizas-no-lo-sea.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4467171859439933488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4467171859439933488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/quizas-no-lo-sea.html' title='Quizás no lo sea'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8-O1UyuxrI/AAAAAAAAAoM/PVUIayN-Wpo/s72-c/1267406703004_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1874613329086470833</id><published>2010-04-18T23:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:23:09.726-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><title type='text'>Como pez fuera del agua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2IPD2OZQnI/AAAAAAAAAic/GWJjB5rHJOg/s1600/Pictures4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2IPD2OZQnI/AAAAAAAAAic/GWJjB5rHJOg/s320/Pictures4.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;veces siento que el tiempo corre mientras yo solo gateo, que ando ante un millón de gente que solo me mira indiferente, siento que vivimos en burbujas que no revientan con solo el toque de un dedo, siento que mis oídos se cansan de escuchar tantas falsas palabras, me aburro de tener que saber llevar la hipocresia del ayer del hoy &amp;amp; del mañana, no entiendo la poca empatía ni la abundante cobardía, no comprendo la incoherencia de la cual muchas veces me he hecho dueña, me agotan las miradas que no expresan nada, las criticas sin fundamento ni conocimiento, siento que aveces quiero alejarme de todo esto...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;► Pero sabes al mirar tu sonrisa, tu mirada infinita soy capaz de creer que Todo ira bien...&lt;/em&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/5095818244660671639-1874613329086470833?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1874613329086470833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/como-pez-fuera-del-agua.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1874613329086470833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1874613329086470833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/como-pez-fuera-del-agua.html' title='Como pez fuera del agua'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2IPD2OZQnI/AAAAAAAAAic/GWJjB5rHJOg/s72-c/Pictures4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1147609274738613062</id><published>2010-04-14T22:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:01:12.525-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Porque mi lugar es contigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8Zx-RqxaSI/AAAAAAAAAoI/zXBpdFSX3Y0/s1600/tumblr_ky1fxxYTbU1qa0xsdo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8Zx-RqxaSI/AAAAAAAAAoI/zXBpdFSX3Y0/s320/tumblr_ky1fxxYTbU1qa0xsdo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mi&amp;nbsp; lugar es a tu lado&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Adonde tu vallas yo voy, donde tú estés yo estaré &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;amp; por si es que un día te pierdes, mira el cielo porque te dibujare un camino con las estrellas para que así regreses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;►&lt;/span&gt;Las huellas de mis pies quiero que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;junto a las tuyas queden marcadas...&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/5095818244660671639-1147609274738613062?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1147609274738613062/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/porque-mi-lugar-es-contigo.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1147609274738613062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1147609274738613062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/porque-mi-lugar-es-contigo.html' title='Porque mi lugar es contigo'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8Zx-RqxaSI/AAAAAAAAAoI/zXBpdFSX3Y0/s72-c/tumblr_ky1fxxYTbU1qa0xsdo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3339902853690758905</id><published>2010-04-13T20:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:04:38.751-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Me encantas Tú</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8T3dHtyuUI/AAAAAAAAAoE/qEYpLnptlX8/s1600/39sas.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8T3dHtyuUI/AAAAAAAAAoE/qEYpLnptlX8/s1600/39sas.png" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Cuando abrazas mi niñez, cuando acaricias mi poca cordura, cuando te ríes de mi ridiculez, cuando me hablas de nuestro futuro, nuestro presente &amp;amp; nuestro ayer, cuando aprietas mis mejillas, cuando me haces cosquillas, cuando acaricias mi pelo&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; ríes de su enredó,&amp;nbsp; cuando haces que cada "Te amo" tenga algo especial e inusual, cuando dices cosas que me hacen amarte más, cuando te robas mis suspiros...mis mejores pensamientos, Cuando haces que me desconecte de este mundo por completo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;Tú&lt;/span&gt; Me &lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;En&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;tas&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/5095818244660671639-3339902853690758905?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3339902853690758905/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-encantas-tu.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3339902853690758905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3339902853690758905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-encantas-tu.html' title='Me encantas Tú'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8T3dHtyuUI/AAAAAAAAAoE/qEYpLnptlX8/s72-c/39sas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-6799741260829898924</id><published>2010-04-11T23:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:16:27.694-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Adicta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8KBvLgrQxI/AAAAAAAAAoA/i232zRMCFUM/s1600/_Belly_Kiss__by_nightingale5601h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8KBvLgrQxI/AAAAAAAAAoA/i232zRMCFUM/s320/_Belly_Kiss__by_nightingale5601h.jpg" width="244" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Cuidado que me estoy volviendo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A-D-I-C-T-A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;a ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5095818244660671639-6799741260829898924?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6799741260829898924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/adicta.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6799741260829898924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6799741260829898924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/adicta.html' title='Adicta'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S8KBvLgrQxI/AAAAAAAAAoA/i232zRMCFUM/s72-c/_Belly_Kiss__by_nightingale5601h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-989289719172610276</id><published>2010-04-05T21:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:01:42.994-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Siempre juntos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S7p5b5vYePI/AAAAAAAAAms/wEOK48nEHQg/s1600-h/where_is_the_love__by_julkusiowa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S7p5b5vYePI/AAAAAAAAAms/wEOK48nEHQg/s320/where_is_the_love__by_julkusiowa.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9d2e9;"&gt;Tu &amp;amp; Yo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;Estaremos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Juntos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Siempre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Tanto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Como Una&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Eternidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Porque contigo comparto un amor&amp;nbsp;inmenso, intenso pero no fugaz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Porque cuando me sonríes lo haces como nadie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Porque mi corazón grita con fuerzas que te ama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Porque me entregas toda tu ternura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Porque tal vez tú para el mundo solo seas una persona, pero para mi tú&amp;nbsp;eres el&amp;nbsp;mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Porque a tu lado el silencio no es incomodo, si no exquisito, ya que pocas son las palabras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;cuando existe un sentimiento tan grande.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Porque&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;enamore&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;de&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d9d2e9;"&gt;Ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;amp; no se como hacer para vivir sin&amp;nbsp; ti después de aquello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&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/5095818244660671639-989289719172610276?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/989289719172610276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/siempre-juntos.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/989289719172610276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/989289719172610276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/siempre-juntos.html' title='Siempre juntos'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S7p5b5vYePI/AAAAAAAAAms/wEOK48nEHQg/s72-c/where_is_the_love__by_julkusiowa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3967215558314084487</id><published>2010-04-02T22:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:32:30.287-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelicula'/><title type='text'>The notebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S7aY6OoggoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/3ARsr2xOsAk/s1600-h/eldiariodenoa_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S7aY6OoggoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/3ARsr2xOsAk/s320/eldiariodenoa_thumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;¿ &lt;/span&gt;Se enamoraron no es cierto&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Si se aman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Su9cCEIEj6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/_dGZEThjR78/s1600-h/jardin-rosas1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Su9cCEIEj6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/_dGZEThjR78/s1600/jardin-rosas1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Dime lo que quieres que sea, y lo seré por ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Nuestro amor puede hacer todo lo que nos propongamos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S7aZBK-WqDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/V8LBNVF0ZNk/s1600-h/The_Notebook_Black_and_White_by_sijsawyer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S7aZBK-WqDI/AAAAAAAAAl8/V8LBNVF0ZNk/s1600/The_Notebook_Black_and_White_by_sijsawyer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;¿Bailas conmigo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;El mejor tipo de amor es aquel que despierta el alma y nos hace inspirar a mas, nos enciende el corazón y nos trae paz a la mente.Eso es lo que tu me has dado y lo que esperaba darte siempre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S7aZGWziasI/AAAAAAAAAmA/bYBjEtRjBnk/s1600-h/The_Notebook_by_oye_kevin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S7aZGWziasI/AAAAAAAAAmA/bYBjEtRjBnk/s320/The_Notebook_by_oye_kevin.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-3967215558314084487?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3967215558314084487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/notebook_02.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3967215558314084487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3967215558314084487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/04/notebook_02.html' title='The notebook'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S7aY6OoggoI/AAAAAAAAAl4/3ARsr2xOsAk/s72-c/eldiariodenoa_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1687542005470224085</id><published>2010-03-23T22:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:28:45.158-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Es que te extraño...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S6lp5bQzKrI/AAAAAAAAAlc/CyNknNJyOUA/s1600-h/dffho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S6lp5bQzKrI/AAAAAAAAAlc/CyNknNJyOUA/s320/dffho.jpg" vt="true" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Quizás soy muy poco tolerante o demasiado exagerada, aún así las cosas que me molestan&amp;nbsp;creo que son fruto de mis palabras... &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Aveces no me entiendo, no entiendo la contrariedad de mis ganas, ni la incoherencia de mi pensamiento, por lo cual pienso,&amp;nbsp;¿Como pedirte a tí que me entiendas?, creó que debo comenzar entendiéndome yo misma, antes de siquiera intentar que otro lo haga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Actuó como una niña, lo peor es que lo sé y sigo igual, creo que debo practicar mas aquello de &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;"decirte lo que me pasa"&lt;/span&gt; aunque hasta para mi sea una estupidez, creó que por eso no lo hago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; Es que amor es tan solo que te extraño&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;abcdefgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;jklmnñ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;pqrst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;vwxyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-1687542005470224085?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1687542005470224085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/es-que-te-extrano.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1687542005470224085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1687542005470224085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/es-que-te-extrano.html' title='Es que te extraño...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S6lp5bQzKrI/AAAAAAAAAlc/CyNknNJyOUA/s72-c/dffho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8462615378741855892</id><published>2010-03-21T19:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:16:14.483-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Te amo a ti, solo a ti.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;yo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;también&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;sentido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;existo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;hasta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;mira&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;toma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;mano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;&amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;besa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-8462615378741855892?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8462615378741855892/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/te-amo-ti-solo-ti.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8462615378741855892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8462615378741855892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/te-amo-ti-solo-ti.html' title='Te amo a ti, solo a ti.'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S6aaXzidfDI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/i4AYV8ygsvw/s72-c/tumblr_kz90dz9rXv1qa9u6ko1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2283672835044969023</id><published>2010-03-07T19:20:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:57:09.802-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momento de coleccion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='día especial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>momento de colección</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S5QjzN3c-8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/HO5Jsywu6SI/s1600-h/tumblr_kta4ubyCPT1qa11rvo1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S5QjzN3c-8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/HO5Jsywu6SI/s320/tumblr_kta4ubyCPT1qa11rvo1_500_thumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ecostados, se&amp;nbsp;miran como que fuese la última vez que lo hiciesen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;como si nada mas existiera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ella piensa en cuanto lo ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cuan llena se siente junto a el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;piensa en guardar ese momento en una de sus cajitas especiales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; El mueve delicadamente el cabello de ella...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;comienza a acariciar su rostro suavemente como nunca lo a hecho nadie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;o dejan de mirarse,&amp;nbsp;en ese instante las palabras sobran los ojos que en esos minutos tienen un brillo mas especial de lo habitual lo dicen todo, se expresan con una intensidad inexplicable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;omienzan a besarse,&amp;nbsp;se abrazan, ella posa su cabeza en el pecho del el &amp;amp; esto se transforma en un momento de colección, en un momento tan solo de ellos dos.&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/5095818244660671639-2283672835044969023?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2283672835044969023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/momento-especial.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2283672835044969023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2283672835044969023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/momento-especial.html' title='momento de colección'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S5QjzN3c-8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/HO5Jsywu6SI/s72-c/tumblr_kta4ubyCPT1qa11rvo1_500_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-9129213576919728595</id><published>2010-03-05T11:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:00:28.573-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S5Ecb4F19kI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0yzoXQ59Pcg/s1600-h/fpt_by_pherenike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S5Ecb4F19kI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0yzoXQ59Pcg/s320/fpt_by_pherenike.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;l &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; siempre es nuevo no importa que amemos una, dos, diez veces en la vida: siempre estamos ante una situación que no conocemos. El amor puede llevarnos al infierno o al paraíso, pero siempre nos lleva a algún sitio. Es necesario aceptarlo, pues es el alimento de nuestra existencia. Si nos negamos moriremos de hambre viendo las ramas del árbol de la vida cargadas, sin coraje para estirar la mano y coger los frutos. Es necesario buscar el amor donde esté, aunque eso signifique horas, días, semanas de decepción y tristeza. Porque en el momento en que salimos en busca del amor, el amor también sale a&amp;nbsp; nuestro encuentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Y nos salva.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;₪&lt;/span&gt;"Paulo Coelho "&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/5095818244660671639-9129213576919728595?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/9129213576919728595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/9129213576919728595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/9129213576919728595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S5Ecb4F19kI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0yzoXQ59Pcg/s72-c/fpt_by_pherenike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8277953778652804138</id><published>2010-03-04T12:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T12:09:05.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuerza Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4_JyUehOkI/AAAAAAAAAjc/4K-3tGtx91A/s1600-h/Terremoto-en-Chile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4_JyUehOkI/AAAAAAAAAjc/4K-3tGtx91A/s320/Terremoto-en-Chile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;a naturaleza siempre será mas fuerte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Creo que todos hasta la tierra aveces necesita desahogarse,llorar, gritar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pero como todos tambien vuelve a su estado "natural", ojala&amp;nbsp;esto termine&amp;nbsp;pronto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;ojala la tierra&amp;nbsp;calme&amp;nbsp;luego su rabia.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-8277953778652804138?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8277953778652804138/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/fuerza-chile.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8277953778652804138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8277953778652804138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/03/fuerza-chile.html' title='Fuerza Chile'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4_JyUehOkI/AAAAAAAAAjc/4K-3tGtx91A/s72-c/Terremoto-en-Chile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-7179959725099114245</id><published>2010-02-25T00:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:54:32.349-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>₪ Suelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4XzPPtO-fI/AAAAAAAAAjU/szymaJHVhIc/s1600-h/978f84a546b876aee3f6e4a1c7eb0ab8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4XzPPtO-fI/AAAAAAAAAjU/szymaJHVhIc/s320/978f84a546b876aee3f6e4a1c7eb0ab8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Suelo sumergirme en instantes perfectos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que me gusta guardar en una cajita llamada "recuerdos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Suelo imaginar cosas para mi futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que guardo en un cofre llamado "sueños".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Suelo tener buenos pensamientos cuando algo está mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Que guardo en un baúl llamado "esperanzas". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Suelo amar &amp;amp; querer a las personas valiosas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A ellos los guardo en un lugar llamado "corazón".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Suelo besar al hombre que amo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Pero esos besos no los guardo, pues al él se los regalo.&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/5095818244660671639-7179959725099114245?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7179959725099114245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/suelo.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7179959725099114245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7179959725099114245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/suelo.html' title='₪ Suelo'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4XzPPtO-fI/AAAAAAAAAjU/szymaJHVhIc/s72-c/978f84a546b876aee3f6e4a1c7eb0ab8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3233346774050345956</id><published>2010-02-24T03:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T03:25:21.058-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Esa luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4TF1_oe2sI/AAAAAAAAAjM/TgWQ0bTt2-Q/s1600-h/Oniki_yaprak___by_gomit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4TF1_oe2sI/AAAAAAAAAjM/TgWQ0bTt2-Q/s320/Oniki_yaprak___by_gomit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;us pupilas irradian una luz infinita &amp;amp; al mismo tiempo fugaz, que destella en la más profunda oscuridad, una luz de un profundo tono café, una luz que me enamora, que me hace enloquecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; T&lt;/span&gt;us pupilas conceden esa luz que dibuja una sonrisa en mí,&amp;nbsp;esa luz que es diferente a todo lo que antes ví,&amp;nbsp;esa luz...&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;esa luz que poseen tus ojos cuando me miran a mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-3233346774050345956?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3233346774050345956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/esa-luz.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3233346774050345956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3233346774050345956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/esa-luz.html' title='Esa luz'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4TF1_oe2sI/AAAAAAAAAjM/TgWQ0bTt2-Q/s72-c/Oniki_yaprak___by_gomit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-7736916941686472066</id><published>2010-02-24T02:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T02:34:51.382-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Te amo Sebastián</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4S6Hv57u2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/Dzc1GLn4R0g/s1600-h/1_siemprejuntoscutee.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4S6Hv57u2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/Dzc1GLn4R0g/s200/1_siemprejuntoscutee.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;♥ Te Amo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;♥ ¡Yo más!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;♥ ¿Si?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;♥ ¡Siiii!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;♥ ¡Lindaaaa!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;♥ ¡Te amo tanto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;♥ Juro que yo también, estoy en las nubes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;♥ &amp;amp; yo estoy justo al ladito tuyo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;♥ Nunca te alejes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;♥ ¡Nunca nunca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;Cuando llegaste tu.. te metiste en mi ser..encendiste la luz...me llenaste de fe.. tanto tiempo busque, pero al fin te encontre, tan perfecto como te imagine &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;♫ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;¡&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Te Amo Sebastián&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿&lt;/strong&gt; Aún tienes dudas si es para ti &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-7736916941686472066?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7736916941686472066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/te-amo-sebastian.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7736916941686472066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7736916941686472066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/te-amo-sebastian.html' title='Te amo Sebastián'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S4S6Hv57u2I/AAAAAAAAAjE/Dzc1GLn4R0g/s72-c/1_siemprejuntoscutee.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8306162698156896579</id><published>2010-02-19T00:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:17:37.649-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Alegría</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S34BUNyxVUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4rWqXMFHqhM/s1600-h/Awwwww+!.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S34BUNyxVUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4rWqXMFHqhM/s400/Awwwww+!.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;l igual como una hoja que de un árbol arranca el viento nos dejamos llevar, refugiando en mil besos, entregándonos armoniosos instantes de amor, contigo siento que alcanzo el cielo aún teniendo mis pies en la tierra, miramos hacia el mismo horizonte que cuando estoy a tu lado se viste con una combinación perfecta de encantadores colores.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;s cierto que la alegría esta en muchas partes como en el azul del cielo &amp;amp; del mar, en la primavera que cada año nos da, en el sol que alumbra nuestras mañanas, en ciento de tiernas miradas, pero una de mis&amp;nbsp;mayores alegrías esta en ti, en lo que tu reflejas en lo que tu me haces sentir, en lo que me das &amp;amp; en lo que me haces entregar, si estoy contigo mi amor no me importaría que el sol se marchara porque tu estarías aquí iluminando mi alma&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&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/5095818244660671639-8306162698156896579?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8306162698156896579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/l-igual-como-una-hoja-que-de-un-arbol.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8306162698156896579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8306162698156896579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/l-igual-como-una-hoja-que-de-un-arbol.html' title='Alegría'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S34BUNyxVUI/AAAAAAAAAi8/4rWqXMFHqhM/s72-c/Awwwww+!.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1415345894324263751</id><published>2010-02-14T14:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:42:08.289-03:00</updated><title type='text'>He Could Be The One ♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;♫ &lt;/span&gt;Una conversacion tranquila ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;tan genial el tiene todo lo qe una chica quiere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;El bombón de la guitarra , lo toca Groovey, y no puedo controlarme hacer algo estupido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Creo qe puedo estar enamorada de su sonrisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Siento mariposas cuando dice mi nombre(WOW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;El tiene algo especial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el tiene algo especial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;y cuando el me mira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;me qiero poner toda sentimental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;El tiene algo especial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el tiene algo especial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;me cuesta respirar , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Algo me dice,me dice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;talvez el podria ser el indicado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;El es el iluminador,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;las chispas vuelan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;a todo lugar qe voy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el siempre esta en mi mente y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;me estoy volviendo loca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;por el ultimamente!,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;y no puedo controlarme por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;como mi corazón late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Creo qe en realidad estoy en su vibra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;El me manda a volar(Hey!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;El tiene algo especial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el tiene algo especial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;y cuando el me mira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;me qiero poner toda sentimental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;El tiene algo especial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el tiene algo especial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;me cuesta respirar , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Algo me dice,me dice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;talvez el podria ser el indicado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Y el tiene una manera de hacerme sentir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Como si todo lo qe hago esta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Perfectamente bien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Las estrellas se alinean cuando estoy con el.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Y estoy tan enamorada de el!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;El tiene algo especial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el tiene algo especial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;y cuando el me mira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;me qiero poner toda sentimental.(wow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;El tiene algo especial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el tiene algo especial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;me cuesta respirar , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Algo me dice,me dice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;talvez el podria ser el indicado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;el podria ser el indicado&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&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/5095818244660671639-1415345894324263751?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1415345894324263751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/he-could-be-one.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1415345894324263751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1415345894324263751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/02/he-could-be-one.html' title='He Could Be The One ♪'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2388520414064418450</id><published>2010-01-31T12:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:14:36.110-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacaciones ...¡ Por fin !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2WdNXDxN3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/Q2v24NNwNO0/s1600-h/Beach_by_gabinpereira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2WdNXDxN3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/Q2v24NNwNO0/s320/Beach_by_gabinpereira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; D&lt;/span&gt;isfrutar&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;sentir aquel olor a mar, sentir la arena jugar&amp;nbsp;entre mis pies, dejar huellas en ella, para que&amp;nbsp;la marea&amp;nbsp;luego las borre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mañanas con vientos perfectos, mediodías que anhelo, noches exquisitas. Escuchar el mar, y las olas reventar, mi cabello enredándose en el, el agua jugando entre mis pies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sentarme entre las rocas, para que el mar me busque entre ellas, pasear por la arena que la marea ha abandonado, pensando, deleitando, regocijando, buscando conchas que seguramente en pocos días perderé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Introducirme entre las olas antes que estas revienten, disfrutando de sensaciones exquisitas, enloquecedoras pero a la vez pacificas, mi cuerpo bañado en agua y sal, envolviendome en arena quedando cubierta de ella, mis manos sientiéndola corres entre mis dedos &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;los rayos de sol quemándo mi cuerpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jugar paleta, con esas raquetas de madera, y mis pies al correr resbalándose en la arena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disfrutar&lt;/em&gt; hasta que de que ese tan encantador lugar me deba alejar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/5095818244660671639-2388520414064418450?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2388520414064418450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacaciones-por-fin.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2388520414064418450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2388520414064418450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/vacaciones-por-fin.html' title='Vacaciones ...¡ Por fin !'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2WdNXDxN3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/Q2v24NNwNO0/s72-c/Beach_by_gabinpereira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-7896739830374815965</id><published>2010-01-30T01:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T01:42:16.418-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Quiero.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2O4bT2CwII/AAAAAAAAAis/FjTXdXrMp10/s1600-h/Love_by_jennibambani.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2O4bT2CwII/AAAAAAAAAis/FjTXdXrMp10/s320/Love_by_jennibambani.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Observar las estrellas juntos hasta que amanezca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;mirarte hasta quedarme dormida,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;quiero reír junto a ti hasta que las lagrimas inunden mi rostro &amp;amp; el estomago duela,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;quiero soñar contigo&amp;nbsp;sin un "hasta" pues luego de cada sueño cumplido&amp;nbsp;aparecerá otro por alcanzar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;quiero abrazarte &amp;amp; no soltarte,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;quiero besarte hasta saciarme,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;quiero que miraremos nubes juntos dibujando corazones en&amp;nbsp;ellas hasta que anochezca, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;quiero que observemos el arcoíris hasta que esta desaparezca,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;quiero que&amp;nbsp;seamos todo y al mismo tiempo nada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;quiero poder verte ahora pues me haces tanta falta...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-7896739830374815965?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7896739830374815965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/quiero.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7896739830374815965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7896739830374815965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/quiero.html' title='Quiero.-'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2O4bT2CwII/AAAAAAAAAis/FjTXdXrMp10/s72-c/Love_by_jennibambani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-4920845251964938858</id><published>2010-01-28T13:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:03:52.913-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>sentada junto al arroyo lloro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2G1NnHS6cI/AAAAAAAAAgM/f40jBbpTxb0/s1600-h/Out_on_the_River_by_CommanderSTD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2G1NnHS6cI/AAAAAAAAAgM/f40jBbpTxb0/s320/Out_on_the_River_by_CommanderSTD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ra invierno, llovía, ella sentada en el pasto húmedo junto a un arroyo sucio, contaminado. Solo por el frío que le hacía sentir las lágrimas en su rostro se percato de que estaba llorando, pues lo ha hecho en tantas ocasiones que solo a veces se daba cuenta, en ese momento les agradeció a las nubes por llorar con ella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Miraba el arrollo, en el la sucia agua corría, ella creía que estaba así porque seguramente mucha gente se sienta a llorar junto al el &amp;amp; depositan en el todo su dolor, recuerdos, nostalgia, ella pensó en hacer lo mismo dejar en el arroyo todo el sufrimiento que sentía, pero no lo haría, pues no le deseaba a nadie, ni siquiera a un sucio arroyo, sentir aquel dolor, ese dolor que la mataba día a día...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-4920845251964938858?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4920845251964938858/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/sentada-junto-al-arroyo-lloro.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4920845251964938858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4920845251964938858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/sentada-junto-al-arroyo-lloro.html' title='sentada junto al arroyo lloro'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S2G1NnHS6cI/AAAAAAAAAgM/f40jBbpTxb0/s72-c/Out_on_the_River_by_CommanderSTD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-4173434045173049437</id><published>2010-01-26T21:01:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:14:52.784-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Beso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1-FW0nHVoI/AAAAAAAAAgE/sAYqmEDmSDg/s1600-h/90f2c2e635beda5bd82fd4320f764cb8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1-FW0nHVoI/AAAAAAAAAgE/sAYqmEDmSDg/s320/90f2c2e635beda5bd82fd4320f764cb8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;abes no existe sensación mas exquisita como la que siento cuando tus labios se posan en los mios, aquella sensación de que no existe el tiempo, sentir esa ilusión frágil de que estarás siempre justo haí...junto a mi, no puedo evitar percibir aquel cosquilleo en mí&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; en ti, de origen indecifrale aveces pero de razones obvias. Tus manos se transforman en la compañia perfecta junto a mi cintura, liberandonos de todo, de todos, porque en ese momento somos solo tú &amp;amp; yo, sin mas. Nos encantamos de una magia inoxidable, que encanta, que fascina, que da vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ps: Tontito te extraño...¡Hey! cobrare mis besos cuando vuelvas&lt;/span&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/5095818244660671639-4173434045173049437?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4173434045173049437/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/beso.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4173434045173049437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4173434045173049437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/beso.html' title='Beso'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1-FW0nHVoI/AAAAAAAAAgE/sAYqmEDmSDg/s72-c/90f2c2e635beda5bd82fd4320f764cb8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-4509477888753209785</id><published>2010-01-25T12:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:17:01.740-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Stars and love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S120oV6yleI/AAAAAAAAAf8/dY3hemRBGmk/s1600-h/Estrellas-De-Noche.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S120oV6yleI/AAAAAAAAAf8/dY3hemRBGmk/s320/Estrellas-De-Noche.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;Anoche dijiste mira las estrellas porque en cada&amp;nbsp; una de ella dira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;"Te Amo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; sabes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;disfrute de una de las noches mas estrelladas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;★&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(te amo!)(te amo!)(te amo!)(te amo!)(te amo!)&lt;/span&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/5095818244660671639-4509477888753209785?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4509477888753209785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/stars-and-love.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4509477888753209785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4509477888753209785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/stars-and-love.html' title='Stars and love'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S120oV6yleI/AAAAAAAAAf8/dY3hemRBGmk/s72-c/Estrellas-De-Noche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-940379634584538963</id><published>2010-01-23T19:12:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T21:31:43.281-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Por tantas cosas te amo  ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Te amo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;por mil cosas te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tanto por la manera en que miras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hasta por la forma en que tú me&amp;nbsp;discutes.. &lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5095818244660671639-940379634584538963?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/940379634584538963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/por-tantas-cosas-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/940379634584538963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/940379634584538963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/por-tantas-cosas-te-amo.html' title='Por tantas cosas te amo  ♥'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-904092111367511300</id><published>2010-01-22T00:44:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T01:18:32.375-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Gracias mi amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1kmZEqQ7lI/AAAAAAAAAdI/beopelAq4XE/s1600-h/MELODIES_FROM_THE_PAST_by_Leonidafremov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429413037961440850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1kmZEqQ7lI/AAAAAAAAAdI/beopelAq4XE/s320/MELODIES_FROM_THE_PAST_by_Leonidafremov.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;    P&lt;/span&gt;or meses sentía tantas inseguridades, miedos, confusiones, como si era bueno estar contigo o no por temor a que todo volviera a fallar, que volviera a salir mal, como paso tiempo atrás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;      En cambio hoy &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;estoy segura de que contigo quiero estar&lt;/span&gt; junto a ese interminable amor que me das, me gusta sentir que eres mio &amp;amp; de nadie mas, eres mi mayor felicidad mi amor, quedate aquí siempre por favor &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;juro luchar por esto cada instante&lt;/span&gt;, juro no defraudarte, podría mil cosas jurarte para que entiendas lo que quiero expresarte pero se que me entiendes porque siempre lo haz hecho o al menos intentando, siempre ahí cuando necesite tu compresión tu aceptación siempre ahí con tu inmenso amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;     Me encanta sentirme así tan llena de tí, me siento tranquila, segura, feliz por que estas aquí formando parte de mi vida otra vez, haciendo que todo esto vuelva a renacer intensivamente, de una manera indescriptible, única, de una manera que tan solo tu &amp;amp; yo entendemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bendita esta oportunidad que el amor nos da, bendito tu amor por entender mi fragilidad...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&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/5095818244660671639-904092111367511300?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/904092111367511300/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/gracias-mi-amor.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/904092111367511300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/904092111367511300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/gracias-mi-amor.html' title='Gracias mi amor'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1kmZEqQ7lI/AAAAAAAAAdI/beopelAq4XE/s72-c/MELODIES_FROM_THE_PAST_by_Leonidafremov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2421717584217385910</id><published>2010-01-20T12:23:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T12:37:23.028-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Te amo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Y si es mas tiempo :/..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1ch-_EBBRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/33aoNKQuNUQ/s1600-h/goodbye_autumn_by_pigarot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428845241782306066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1ch-_EBBRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/33aoNKQuNUQ/s320/goodbye_autumn_by_pigarot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;s increíble y extraño extrañarte tanto, te extraño a ti, a tus besos &amp;amp; abrazos, hasta ayer sabia que te vería en dos semanas, pero al parecer sera por mas tiempo &amp;amp; no quiero, me rehuso, me niego pues  necesito verte, hablar contigo, escucharte, abrazarte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;   Cuando hablo contigo quedo con una sensación de &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alegría&lt;/span&gt; pero al pasar una dos horas vuelvo a extrañarte tanto... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Te extraño tontito vuelve luego ¿Sí?&lt;/u&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/5095818244660671639-2421717584217385910?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2421717584217385910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/y-si-es-mas-tiempo.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2421717584217385910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2421717584217385910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/y-si-es-mas-tiempo.html' title='Y si es mas tiempo :/..'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1ch-_EBBRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/33aoNKQuNUQ/s72-c/goodbye_autumn_by_pigarot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2905885439977861753</id><published>2010-01-18T14:57:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:15:21.584-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tontito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>&amp; tú ¿ me extrañas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1SlEGsLBwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3QleR5l6THk/s1600-h/Closed_Road_by_ancarosu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428144940822234882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1SlEGsLBwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3QleR5l6THk/s320/Closed_Road_by_ancarosu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;    H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oy&lt;/span&gt; desperté a las 12:30, y ya te extrañaba...es raro pensarlo pues días antes a esa hora era normal no saber nada de ti aún, pero sabia que unas horas mas tarde &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;podría&lt;/span&gt; verte o &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;al menos&lt;/span&gt; chatear contigo, pero hoy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; y durante dos semanas mas tampoco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;     El día esta nublado, como que supiera que te extraño, como que el &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;también&lt;/span&gt; te extrañara. Ahora estoy aquí escribiendo, pensando en que estarás haciendo, con quien estarás, pensando en cuando dijiste "escribe en tu blog, así yo lo leo cuando vuelva".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;    Quizás estoy exagerando pues solo han pasado unas horas pero el hecho de saber que debo esperar tanto para verte o hablar contigo me hace extrañarte mas, pensarte mas &amp;amp; amarte mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&amp;amp; tú tontito &lt;u&gt;¿Me extrañas?&lt;/u&gt;&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/5095818244660671639-2905885439977861753?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2905885439977861753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/tu-me-extranas.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2905885439977861753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2905885439977861753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/tu-me-extranas.html' title='&amp; tú ¿ me extrañas?'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S1SlEGsLBwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/3QleR5l6THk/s72-c/Closed_Road_by_ancarosu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2330915586080704067</id><published>2010-01-10T22:11:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T22:22:09.410-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>n u n c a  t e  a l e j e s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S0p9JEheh3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/_Ii6Lv2ihdY/s1600-h/Snowywalk__by_kittysyellowjacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425286295907633010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S0p9JEheh3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/_Ii6Lv2ihdY/s320/Snowywalk__by_kittysyellowjacket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;Y ahora pienso que quizás antes falto decirnos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Te necesito"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;Y hoy me atrevo a decirte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;por favor&lt;/span&gt; no te alejes nunca" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sé&lt;/u&gt; que esto es un gran amor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-2330915586080704067?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2330915586080704067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/n-u-n-c-t-e-l-e-j-e-s.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2330915586080704067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2330915586080704067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/n-u-n-c-t-e-l-e-j-e-s.html' title='n u n c a  t e  a l e j e s'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/S0p9JEheh3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/_Ii6Lv2ihdY/s72-c/Snowywalk__by_kittysyellowjacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8770913814465207875</id><published>2010-01-02T20:18:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:32:28.147-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Hoy tengo ganas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Sz_XWjkjvbI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/JryQ5LKy3sc/s1600-h/1262472244999_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422289258883038642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Sz_XWjkjvbI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/JryQ5LKy3sc/s320/1262472244999_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; tengo ganas de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; besarte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&amp;amp; de oler&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;pasto &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recién&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cortado&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-8770913814465207875?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8770913814465207875/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoy-tengo-ganas.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8770913814465207875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8770913814465207875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2010/01/hoy-tengo-ganas.html' title='Hoy tengo ganas...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Sz_XWjkjvbI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/JryQ5LKy3sc/s72-c/1262472244999_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-7669404386491429589</id><published>2009-12-26T21:26:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T21:41:13.134-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Porque</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SzatHKpU4vI/AAAAAAAAAZw/OV23Mu00Yak/s1600-h/1261793897600_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419709540215350002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SzatHKpU4vI/AAAAAAAAAZw/OV23Mu00Yak/s320/1261793897600_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque te vuelves parte de mí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque te extraño si no estas aquí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque soy adicta a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Porque eres todo lo que un día pedí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Por eso &amp;amp; mucho mas &lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt; me atrevo a dejarte ir&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/5095818244660671639-7669404386491429589?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7669404386491429589/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/porque.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7669404386491429589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7669404386491429589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/porque.html' title='Porque'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SzatHKpU4vI/AAAAAAAAAZw/OV23Mu00Yak/s72-c/1261793897600_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2036031453318476685</id><published>2009-12-24T00:59:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T01:39:17.144-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='día especial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Navidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SzLwDH8KLdI/AAAAAAAAAZo/yIzVG_8jcs4/s1600-h/navidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418657238141775314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SzLwDH8KLdI/AAAAAAAAAZo/yIzVG_8jcs4/s320/navidad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;¿&lt;/span&gt; Haz notado el rostro de los niños al abrir sus regalos de navidad &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Son dueños de un entusiasmó, felicidad enorme como que todo su año se definiera en ese justo instaste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;         Yo creo que por eso me gusta la navidad porque viene acompañada de mucha niñez, felicidad, entusiasmó,impaciencia, imagenes de aquel sujeto vestido de rojo, gordo &amp;amp; barbudo. Recuerdo cuando era una niña... aquellas vueltas a la manzana un poquito antes de las 12:00 hrs para ver si lográbamos ver el trineo donde venia santa con sus renos &amp;amp; cuando llegabas a casa los obsequios estaban ahí, "¡ el viejito pascuero ya paso por casa !...¡porque&lt;/span&gt; salí justo ahora !" pensaba, pero ya que importaba no cabía tiempo para lamentos pues ya todos mis obsequios me esperaban envueltos en aquel navideño papel de regalo... antes esperaba tan ansiosa la navidad, ahora como que no quiero que llegue no porque no me guste, si no porque cuando llega es cuando esta mas cercana a marcharse &amp;amp; realmente, verdaderamente me encanta esta época, su decoración, villancicos, ir al mall &amp;amp; ver aquel enorme árbol, ver como los niños escriben sus cartas, ver como mamá &amp;amp; papá planean la cena &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;de la víspera de noche buena, comprar obsequios, ver todas las noches en casa aquel árbol de navidad con aquellas luces multicolores encendiéndose &amp;amp; pagándose entregándole aquella mágica sensación de alegría al hogar, prender el televisor &amp;amp; ver pelis de navidad, las ferias navideñas, el pecebre bajo el árbol, ver a papa noel en todos lados en cualquier lugar a donde vallas junto a los niños que esperan impacientes a tomarse una foto junto a el &amp;amp; pedirles sus obsequios, adoro todo eso, enserio me encanta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;¡&lt;/span&gt; Fe&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;liz&lt;/span&gt; na&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;vid&lt;/span&gt;ad &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-2036031453318476685?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2036031453318476685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/navidad.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2036031453318476685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2036031453318476685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/navidad.html' title='Navidad'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SzLwDH8KLdI/AAAAAAAAAZo/yIzVG_8jcs4/s72-c/navidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-81071949406800400</id><published>2009-12-17T18:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T19:01:25.868-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Ps: I love you !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Syqp-vcQ5SI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5UKiOKLsUH0/s1600-h/nono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416328397218440482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Syqp-vcQ5SI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5UKiOKLsUH0/s320/nono.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eres mi presentimiento de que todo ira bien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;eres la primera luz de mis mañanas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;eres el causante de los suspiros que se esconden entre mis rizos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;eres el farol que alumbra el oscuro camino que aveces debo recorrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;eres el único capaz de hacer que mi corazón ande rápido &amp;amp; lento al mismo tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;eres el que me encierra en una burbuja de amor &amp;amp; cuestionamientos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;eres el que me vuelve loca, el que me desespera &amp;amp; me calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eres del que huyo por temor a enamorarme, pero al parece ya es demasiado tarde...&lt;/em&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/5095818244660671639-81071949406800400?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/81071949406800400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/ps-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/81071949406800400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/81071949406800400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/ps-i-love-you.html' title='Ps: I love you !'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Syqp-vcQ5SI/AAAAAAAAAZg/5UKiOKLsUH0/s72-c/nono.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8607361479111535152</id><published>2009-12-08T11:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:14:37.647-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;    Ver aquel árbol verde, luminoso &amp;amp; colorido en casa me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;estremeció&lt;/span&gt; me hizo recordar que el año ya casi termina, un año diferente a todos los antes vividos, con nuevas experiencias, nuevas sensaciones, situaciones &amp;amp; por sobre todo con una nueva persona...tú.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;La definición mas exacta de este año para mi eres tú, lo que sentí y siento por ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#339999;"&gt;  Tal vez cuando este año se marche se ira con todo lo que en el hubo, algo que a ti &amp;amp; a mi nos serviría bastante, pero lo dudo..por que como que a los años les gustara dejarnos recuerdos para que no nos olvidemos de ellos, para que los recordemos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-8607361479111535152?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8607361479111535152/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8607361479111535152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8607361479111535152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8448759017401094672</id><published>2009-11-30T18:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:20:31.467-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo que fue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>siempre-...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SxRDmEUcMpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/lSGj5tOcZLg/s1600/1243896048737_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410023373652374162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SxRDmEUcMpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/lSGj5tOcZLg/s320/1243896048737_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;es &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;aun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;no qui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;era &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;sie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mpre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;aca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;bo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;perd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;en &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tú &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;rec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;rdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-8448759017401094672?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8448759017401094672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/siempre.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8448759017401094672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8448759017401094672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/siempre.html' title='siempre-...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SxRDmEUcMpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/lSGj5tOcZLg/s72-c/1243896048737_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-7631672960651514602</id><published>2009-11-21T21:54:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:43:04.280-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Perdida en ti, en todo lo que eres tú</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SwiUr1paopI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/EvPfxZYV-Pc/s1600/muros110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406734833514357394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SwiUr1paopI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/EvPfxZYV-Pc/s320/muros110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[ ayudame a derrivar este muro de confusiones ¿si?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;eseo que esto se vuelva intocable, fuerte, inalcanzable, indestructible, que aquel ritmo de amor le ganen la batalla a todas mis confusiones &amp;amp; miedos que no se porque pero aún tengo &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[lamentable.]&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aquel arcoíris &amp;amp; nubes de amor se extinguían pero al parecer están volviendo a nacer, a florecer, a rencontrarse con mis sentimientos, pensamientos &amp;amp; sonrisas improvisadas sin causa pertinente ni mejor justificación que tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adoro ese exquisita sensación de necesidad, ansiedad, la sensación de extrañarse, me fascina sentirte cerca, sentir que cada beso es como el primero o al menos es especial, sentir que me regalas una porción de cielo &amp;amp; mar, de azules infinitos que por mucho tiempo que los mires y escuches, jamás acabas de conocerlos , que definitivamente siempre hay algo nuevo...al igual que en tí. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663300;"&gt;Gracias por ser así, tan...tan adorablemente tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/5095818244660671639-7631672960651514602?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7631672960651514602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/perdida-en-ti-en-todo-lo-que-eres-tu.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7631672960651514602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7631672960651514602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/perdida-en-ti-en-todo-lo-que-eres-tu.html' title='Perdida en ti, en todo lo que eres tú'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SwiUr1paopI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/EvPfxZYV-Pc/s72-c/muros110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-6970780892425273555</id><published>2009-11-13T23:07:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:32:51.236-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo que fue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>algo que suelo hacer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;e equivoque, creó que es algo que suelo hacer contigo, error tras error, arrebató tras arreb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;ató, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hago o digo algo de lo que luego me arrepiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;¿Darte explicaciones?&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; como si te importará, no se porque lo hice, creó que fue un acto de empatía, ponerme en tu lugar y pensar en que sentías, pero me equivoque, solo me ridiculice darte explicaciones&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;...¿para que?,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a ti ya todo te da igual y eso no esta mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    Quiero arrancar sentimientos, arrancar pensamientos, ¡ no quiero más !...¿ cuantos errores hay que cometer, para darse de cuan estúpida se es?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-6970780892425273555?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6970780892425273555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/algo-que-suelo-hacer.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6970780892425273555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6970780892425273555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/algo-que-suelo-hacer.html' title='algo que suelo hacer'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-31690009032164338</id><published>2009-11-10T19:07:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:44:23.649-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No es olvido, es reinventarse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvnsPYCEJuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/wtNn3znoHn8/s1600-h/escape__by_Ronaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402608976900925154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvnsPYCEJuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/wtNn3znoHn8/s320/escape__by_Ronaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Al parecer el tiempo no borra nada, no entrega olvido, pero si te da la posibilidad de escribir sobre historias anteriores, de escribir tu libro 10 veces más si así lo deseas,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; de reinventarse...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/5095818244660671639-31690009032164338?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/31690009032164338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-es-olvido-es-reinventarse.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/31690009032164338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/31690009032164338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-es-olvido-es-reinventarse.html' title='No es olvido, es reinventarse'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvnsPYCEJuI/AAAAAAAAAZI/wtNn3znoHn8/s72-c/escape__by_Ronaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-5453830403346805096</id><published>2009-11-09T22:01:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T07:28:45.518-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo que fue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>¿Y ...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvjCcWV8hRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Rpf_ps8coZg/s1600-h/1256662407672_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402281545320662290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvjCcWV8hRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Rpf_ps8coZg/s320/1256662407672_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;upuestamente el tiempo me daría olvido, el olvido me aclararía...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pero observo, me detengo y analizo, que no tengo olvido, no tengo claridad &amp;amp; por sobre todo &lt;strong&gt;no te tengo a ti&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te extraño enserio lo hago, no me desagrada extrañarte, no me extraña extrañarte, me preocupa tal ves, me confunde aún mas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;También siento necesidad de ti, de escucharte, hablarte, abrazarte, sentir que eres parte de mi vida, tal ves no igual que antes pero eres...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;al parecer aún quedan puntos suspensivos&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/5095818244660671639-5453830403346805096?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5453830403346805096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/y.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5453830403346805096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5453830403346805096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/y.html' title='¿Y ...?'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvjCcWV8hRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Rpf_ps8coZg/s72-c/1256662407672_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3590812901214950288</id><published>2009-11-07T14:25:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T14:52:13.174-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Creo que vale la pena</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvWylI1fTmI/AAAAAAAAAY4/c32V2OhEqew/s1600-h/hug-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401419679197515362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvWylI1fTmI/AAAAAAAAAY4/c32V2OhEqew/s320/hug-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ella: ¿Sabias que nos estamos enamorando? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;El: Si creo que lo sé...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ella: ¿Y porque continuas aquí?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;El: ¿Por que no hacerlo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ella: No lo sé, ¿Es que acaso una vez no dijiste que no te gustaba llorar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;El: Pues si... eso es cierto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ella: ¿Entonces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;El: ¿Entonces que?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ella: ¿Por que sigues aquí junto a mi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;El: Porque me estoy enamorando de ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ella: Lo mejor es que te vallas, cuando uno se enamora casi siempre sufre y si sufres lloras, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;a ti no te gusta llorar, y a mi no me gusta ver llorar a la gente... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;El: Prefiero llorar antes que alejarme de ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Ella: Pues...creo que puedo soportar verte llorar unas cuantas veces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-3590812901214950288?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3590812901214950288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/creo-que-vale-la-pena.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3590812901214950288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3590812901214950288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/creo-que-vale-la-pena.html' title='Creo que vale la pena'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvWylI1fTmI/AAAAAAAAAY4/c32V2OhEqew/s72-c/hug-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-5326886405356682410</id><published>2009-11-06T18:42:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:36:49.790-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>rica tarde</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvSkuieSeyI/AAAAAAAAAYw/FvFtDmj6lDk/s1600-h/1256771463456_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401122972558850850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvSkuieSeyI/AAAAAAAAAYw/FvFtDmj6lDk/s320/1256771463456_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta tarde fue deliciosa y lo sigue siendo, sencilla pero me gusta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Llegue a casa, no había nadie, hay veces que me gusta estar &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sola&lt;/span&gt; pero hoy no quería..afortunadamente a los minutos papá llego, preparamos la comida, antes hubiese dicho que se la hiciera el y yo comía después, pero no, preferí ayudarle y saben lo &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;disfrute&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Almorcé en la mesa sola con papá, como poca veces lo hacemos, hablamos un rato y el almuerzo estubo rico comí poco, pensé que después comería más pero no tenia ni tengo nada de hambre. L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uego cada uno a su habitación, junte la puerta de la mía, era casi como estar sola, pero yo sabia que no, yo sabia que el estaba recostado, viendo tele talvez, o durmiendo &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;que se yo&lt;/span&gt;...estaba mi compu prendido pero preferí recostarme, últimamente he estado alejada de mi pc, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;[no se porque, o talvez lo sé]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; no encendí ni la tv solo me recoste para ver si podía quedarme dormida como lo he hecho muchas veces los viernes, pude y dormí hasta eso de las&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; 17:00 hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, mientras dormía, sentí como papá entro a mi pieza a ver que hacia &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;acaricio &lt;/span&gt;un poco mi espalda, me gustaría saber que pensaba, luego se fue... cuando desperté me hizo una de esas preguntas obias &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;¡¿Ya despertó?!,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lo hizo con un tono alegre, supe que el también había dormido, lo supe porque llamo a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mamá&lt;/span&gt; y le dijo con una voz bastante infantil y burlesco &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"con la nicole despertamos recién, dormimos toda la tarde",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yo al escucharlo reí, me senté frente al pc, comencé a leer blogs y hubo un en particular que me &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;encanto&lt;/span&gt;, y llevo dos horas leyendo sus textos, al rato apareció papá avisándome que iría por mamá, no lo quise acompañar, estaba como hipnotizada por el blog, luego pare de leer, puse canciones de &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;jesse &amp;amp; joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, comencé a juguetear con la puerta de mi closett mientras me miraba en &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mi raro espejo nuevo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, si raro porque si te ves de lejos te marea, a mamá no le gusta dice que se ve mas gorda, pero no le preocupa solo quiere que a mi me guste, a mi, a mi me &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;encanta&lt;/span&gt;, yo creí que me gustaba por su marquito negro pero descubrí que es por el hecho de su raresa, si te ves de lejos te marea, eso dicen mis padres, para mi si te ves de lejos te ves mas delgada, y de cerca es normal, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;¿saben?,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; adoro mi nuevo espejo &amp;amp; adoro como luce junto a mi &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;morral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;Me voy a tomar once llego mamá, no tengo mucha hambre pero &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;quiero estar con ellos&lt;/span&gt;...(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/5095818244660671639-5326886405356682410?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5326886405356682410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/rica-tarde.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5326886405356682410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5326886405356682410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/rica-tarde.html' title='rica tarde'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SvSkuieSeyI/AAAAAAAAAYw/FvFtDmj6lDk/s72-c/1256771463456_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-7100973923090902104</id><published>2009-11-02T18:19:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:41:17.451-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Lo que jamás soñe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Su9cCEIEj6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/_dGZEThjR78/s1600-h/jardin-rosas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399635668777602978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Su9cCEIEj6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/_dGZEThjR78/s320/jardin-rosas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;omienzo a observarte detenidamente, tu imagen se plasma en mi mente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;comienzo a necesitarte, a sentir aquella sensación de desearte y no saciarme,de buscarte y no encontrarte, de no poder amarte sin peros, prejuicios, ni miedos. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;olo quiero &lt;em&gt;amarte&lt;/em&gt; de una manera interminable, de una forma inimaginable, de un modo insospechable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;om&lt;/span&gt;ienzo a angustiarme &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;¡¿Por que no me permito amarte?!&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;si eres mi deseo incontrolable,mi mejor excusa a no estar con nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, mi cigarrillo de media noche, el caramelo que no comparto, el centro achocolatado de mi dulce de menta, eres mi persona perfecta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;é que eres lo mejor de mi &lt;em&gt;futuro&lt;/em&gt;...el que cambia poco a poco mi &lt;em&gt;pasado&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; el que vuelve mi &lt;em&gt;presente&lt;/em&gt; confuso, inestable, invivible, desesperado, irresponsable pero el presente que deseo, que quiero &amp;amp; que no hanelo porque estas aquí haciendome volar alto, como siempre lo quise mas allá del arcoiris, de nuestra existencia, más allá de lo lógico, de lo debido &amp;amp; de lo indebido también, más allá de un &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tu&amp;amp;Yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; porque ya no somos los dos, si no que &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;somos uno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; volando exquisitamente...pero, pero &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;¡derrepente comenzamos a caer!&lt;/span&gt; y volvemos a transformarnos en aquel &lt;em&gt;Tú&amp;amp;Yo&lt;/em&gt;, mis dudas, mis peros, prejuicios &amp;amp; miedos nos hicieron caer, aunque despacito porque tu haces que tenga la pelea de seguir volando o solo dejarme caer, intenta seguir volando &amp;amp; elevándome junto a tí, porque si tú sigues aquí prometo jamás soltarte. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;orque &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, porque eres aquel problema que no pienso solucionar, por ser mi mejor sueño, porque eres mi mejor piloto, porque eres el que me hace dudar de mi misma, el que impone el debate entre lo que debo &amp;amp; lo que quiero, eres mi enfermedad &amp;amp; cura, mi llanto &amp;amp; risa, eres aquel cuestionamiento que me estresa, pero el único que me relaja, que me consuela &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;me ahoga en un mar de exquisitas sensaciones&lt;/em&gt;, inagotables, indestructibles, desenfrenadas, secretas, me haces sentir todo aquello porque eres &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mi opuesto perfecto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lo que jamás soñe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, el que me hace sentir increíble, inigualable, el que me hace sentir &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sensaciones solo tuyas &amp;amp; mías, sensaciones solo de los dos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;•Noviembre un mes de inspiraciones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-7100973923090902104?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7100973923090902104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/lo-que-jamas-sone.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7100973923090902104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7100973923090902104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/11/lo-que-jamas-sone.html' title='Lo que jamás soñe'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Su9cCEIEj6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/_dGZEThjR78/s72-c/jardin-rosas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-6078014781402572929</id><published>2009-10-31T12:03:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:39:18.091-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Pasará</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SuxZ1J3hQFI/AAAAAAAAAYg/s2ZstGIpb5Q/s1600-h/plask_by_all17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398788823027105874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SuxZ1J3hQFI/AAAAAAAAAYg/s2ZstGIpb5Q/s320/plask_by_all17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y sabes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pasará como todo pasa&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mi cansancio &amp;amp; tus ganas, las disculpas, los te quiero, las palabras, los lugares, las peleas, los momentos, los absurdos, las emociones, los sentimientos, extrañarse, el ahora y el ayer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ya no te pensare tanto, las palabras &amp;amp; reacciones no se atreveran a dolernos mucho, los recuerdos los miraremos como solo recuerdos sin mas ilusiones ni reencuentros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Sabes pasará sin darnos cuenta...sabes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;pasará como todo pasa&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/5095818244660671639-6078014781402572929?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6078014781402572929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/pasara.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6078014781402572929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6078014781402572929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/pasara.html' title='Pasará'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SuxZ1J3hQFI/AAAAAAAAAYg/s2ZstGIpb5Q/s72-c/plask_by_all17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1398117542280402880</id><published>2009-10-28T21:41:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:23:28.510-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Te pienso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SujsTA6G20I/AAAAAAAAAYY/wjR-BiFj9_E/s1600-h/funeral_II_by_ultramaryna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397823964808928066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SujsTA6G20I/AAAAAAAAAYY/wjR-BiFj9_E/s320/funeral_II_by_ultramaryna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;e pienso de un modo inconfesable, de una manera &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;inexplicable&lt;/span&gt;, de una forma inusual, te pienso con la &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;incoherencia&lt;/span&gt; de mi pensamiento, con las conspiración de mi conciencia, te pienso con mis distintos estados de animo, que son bastantes, te pienso planeada e improvisadamente, te pienso con tu ausencia &amp;amp; presencia, te pienso con argumentos &amp;amp; sin ellos, te pienso sin razones ni fundamentos, te pienso involuntariamente, por impulso, inconsecuencia, por deseo, y &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;por no desearlo&lt;/span&gt; también, ilógica &amp;amp; desenfrenadamente te pienso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Te pienso sin importarme un porque, te pienso con lo mejor y peor de mi, te pienso sin tiempos ni limites, te pienso sin cuestionarmelo, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;te pienso aún cuando digo que no lo hago, te pienso cuando olvido la razón para pensar en tí...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/5095818244660671639-1398117542280402880?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1398117542280402880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/aun-cuando-digo-que-no-lo-hago.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1398117542280402880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1398117542280402880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/aun-cuando-digo-que-no-lo-hago.html' title='Te pienso...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SujsTA6G20I/AAAAAAAAAYY/wjR-BiFj9_E/s72-c/funeral_II_by_ultramaryna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-5911119028311439539</id><published>2009-10-26T18:37:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:09:30.798-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><title type='text'>Lalala♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SuYZPSyEGjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UBHj8x2-DVY/s1600-h/eye_by_gegenismf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397028953980672562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SuYZPSyEGjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UBHj8x2-DVY/s320/eye_by_gegenismf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;vi&lt;/span&gt; tan solo un segundo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; pero no tienes idea de como enserio te &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;observe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/em&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/5095818244660671639-5911119028311439539?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5911119028311439539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/aquella-diferencia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5911119028311439539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5911119028311439539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/aquella-diferencia.html' title='Lalala♪'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SuYZPSyEGjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UBHj8x2-DVY/s72-c/eye_by_gegenismf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1809832705711630799</id><published>2009-10-23T21:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:19:54.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Quiero o no quiero ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SuJWH8DBQbI/AAAAAAAAAYI/wea654D1JDE/s1600-h/1233159435456_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395969997921141170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SuJWH8DBQbI/AAAAAAAAAYI/wea654D1JDE/s320/1233159435456_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;¿ &amp;amp; entonces que me pasa&lt;em&gt;?...¿quiero o no quiero ?...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;  Yo pensé que con los días, con los meses con el tiempo este sentimiento desaparecería o al menos se reduciría pero, pero no lo sé. Hay veces que siento que este sentimiento ahora si, que ahora si se esta marchando, pero a los días o al rato me doi cuenta que solo me miento &amp;amp; mentirme a mi misma no sirve, no cambia nada...ni en &lt;em&gt;tí&lt;/em&gt;...ni en &lt;em&gt;mi&lt;/em&gt;, porque las cosas &lt;em&gt;"son como son",&lt;/em&gt; y es cuando caigo en la pregunta de que quiero &lt;em&gt;¡¿quiero o no quiero?!&lt;/em&gt;...¿&lt;em&gt;por que quiero? &lt;/em&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;¿ por que no quiero?&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;   Mucha gente opina e incluso noto que aveces intentan convencerme diciendome cosas que ya sé, &amp;amp; crean me la que tiene que convencerse primero soy yo, no los demás [ustedes], y la persona que tiene que convencerme soy yo misma no otros...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;·Siento lo de hoy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/5095818244660671639-1809832705711630799?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1809832705711630799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/quiero-o-no-quiero.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1809832705711630799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1809832705711630799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/quiero-o-no-quiero.html' title='¿Quiero o no quiero ?'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SuJWH8DBQbI/AAAAAAAAAYI/wea654D1JDE/s72-c/1233159435456_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-4497596593302532210</id><published>2009-10-19T20:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:02:34.495-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Toma mi mano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Stz929x15BI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9Ae-DbaUDKw/s1600-h/y1ppkCGxUt076BcSJfDuwbUqM_GwujEckURJuM5g07U.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394465574421390354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Stz929x15BI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9Ae-DbaUDKw/s320/y1ppkCGxUt076BcSJfDuwbUqM_GwujEckURJuM5g07U.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uiero ir tomada eternamente de tú mano, saber que al hacerlo es porque estamos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;construyendo un camino juntos, compartiendo sueños, alegrias &amp;amp; tristezas, saber que eres solo mio &amp;amp; yo solo tuya, que te amo &amp;amp; me amas, quiero sentir que somos uno solo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Si te arriegas a tomar mi mano, solo te pido que &lt;u&gt;jamás la sueltes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-4497596593302532210?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/4497596593302532210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/toma-mi-mano.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4497596593302532210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/4497596593302532210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/toma-mi-mano.html' title='Toma mi mano'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Stz929x15BI/AAAAAAAAAYA/9Ae-DbaUDKw/s72-c/y1ppkCGxUt076BcSJfDuwbUqM_GwujEckURJuM5g07U.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3409073436070135116</id><published>2009-10-18T20:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:59:00.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'>antes de hablar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SturjU7Lt_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/hpnzfVRxetU/s1600-h/1249005311272_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394093602107013106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SturjU7Lt_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/hpnzfVRxetU/s320/1249005311272_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;i los hombres han nacido con &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dos ojos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dos orejas&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;una sola lengua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;es porque se debe &lt;u&gt;escuchar y mirar dos veces antes de hablar&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;•&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;adame de Sevigné&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/5095818244660671639-3409073436070135116?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3409073436070135116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/antes-de-hablar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3409073436070135116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3409073436070135116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/antes-de-hablar.html' title='antes de hablar...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SturjU7Lt_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/hpnzfVRxetU/s72-c/1249005311272_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8282353155409650310</id><published>2009-10-16T19:53:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T20:44:47.738-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/StkFRt_QukI/AAAAAAAAAWI/LRfjcxUZSQ8/s1600-h/I_need_to_focus__by_Ronaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393347830713727554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/StkFRt_QukI/AAAAAAAAAWI/LRfjcxUZSQ8/s320/I_need_to_focus__by_Ronaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;    S&lt;/span&gt;iento que ya no comprendo esto, no te comprendo a tí &amp;amp; sobre todo no logro comprenderme a mí, me enojo, te enojas, y comienzo a decir cosas de las que luego me arrepiento, dices que me quieres, que quieres estar conmigo, pero al instante apareces con frases o palabras que me hacen dudar &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bastante]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;¿&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;insoportable"&lt;/span&gt;?,&lt;/em&gt; si soy tan insoportable &lt;em&gt;¿Por que quieres estar junto a mí?&lt;/em&gt;, yo creó que&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; no me quieres realmente, es talves, no lo sé, francamente no sé que es,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pero &lt;em&gt;"quererme"&lt;/em&gt; , lo dudo, quizás tú estás mas confundido que yo &amp;amp; aún no logras percatarte de aquello&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[...]&lt;/em&gt;. Es decir sinceramente no creó que alguien quiera estar con una persona a la cual considera insoportable, con la cual te enfades a diario, continuamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;No pongo en duda el gran cariño mutuo que existe entre ambos, pero de igual manera considero que aveces solo logramos hacernos daño, de decirnos palabras que no son precisamente de porcelana, de &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"bajoniarnos"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Pienso que al alejarnos perdería mucho, a una gran persona, pero sin embargo, estando &lt;em&gt;"cerca"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;¿cuanto gano?,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;¿me hace bien?&lt;/em&gt;, es más &lt;em&gt;¿ nos hace bien?.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Claro al instante los enojos pasan, pero de todas formas mis dudas, reproches y mis típicos cuestionamientos quedan merodeando en mí, en que si es mejor alejarnos definitivamente o no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yo enserio &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;te quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; aprecio &amp;amp; estimo mucho, pero no sé aveces sinceramente no comprendo esto, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no nos comprendo&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/5095818244660671639-8282353155409650310?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8282353155409650310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/s-iento-que-ya-no-comprendo-esto-no-te.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8282353155409650310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8282353155409650310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/s-iento-que-ya-no-comprendo-esto-no-te.html' title=''/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/StkFRt_QukI/AAAAAAAAAWI/LRfjcxUZSQ8/s72-c/I_need_to_focus__by_Ronaaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-3539961388635443624</id><published>2009-10-15T20:41:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:12:14.917-03:00</updated><title type='text'>mundo al revés</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Ste5n5DJSVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/dOmXVu3MC3w/s1600-h/hghg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392983173779507538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Ste5n5DJSVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/dOmXVu3MC3w/s320/hghg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ecesito &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; ese &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;alguien&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ese&lt;/span&gt; aquel &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;capaz &lt;/span&gt;de &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;poner&lt;/span&gt; mi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;a&lt;em&gt;l &lt;/em&gt;r&lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;vé&lt;em&gt;s.&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-3539961388635443624?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/3539961388635443624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/mundo-al-reves.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3539961388635443624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/3539961388635443624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/mundo-al-reves.html' title='mundo al revés'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Ste5n5DJSVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/dOmXVu3MC3w/s72-c/hghg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-2339342203570615911</id><published>2009-10-12T20:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:52:55.953-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amistad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Francamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/StO_AgiHT1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/WSgLLxLHHn8/s1600-h/fotos-amor-atardecer-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391863194346540882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/StO_AgiHT1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/WSgLLxLHHn8/s320/fotos-amor-atardecer-p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;rancamente aún pienso bastante en ti, todavía al pasar por tu casa me dan ganas de visitarte, aún miro los tiernos peluches que me obsequiaste, sigo esperando que aparezca tu ventana de msn avisándome que estas conectado, aún me asalta la duda de donde &amp;amp; con quien estarás, sigo con aquella convicción de que eres el niño mas tierno que jamás conoceré, todavía conservo el sabor de tus besos, de &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;nuestros besos&lt;/span&gt;, cuando veo o escucho algo realmente cursi la primera imagen que viene a mi es la tuya&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; sabes aún me sigue atemorizando la sola idea de verte junto a alguien más.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Pero también aún en mí existen otras sensaciones que en este momento no sé si mencionar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lo que sí te diré que aunque mucho tiempo pase &amp;amp; por muchas cosas que sucedan, no te olvidare porque lo vivido contigo marco aquel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"antes &amp;amp; después"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;en mí.&lt;/em&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/5095818244660671639-2339342203570615911?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/2339342203570615911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/francamente.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2339342203570615911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/2339342203570615911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/francamente.html' title='Francamente'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/StO_AgiHT1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/WSgLLxLHHn8/s72-c/fotos-amor-atardecer-p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-417152804360492661</id><published>2009-10-10T00:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:41:34.933-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Shhh...no la despierten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/StAAKZC5xxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/kLluREtwdUo/s1600-h/171.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390808932484237074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/StAAKZC5xxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/kLluREtwdUo/s320/171.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No quiero preguntas, porque creó no poder dar respuestas, no acepto reproches, así nada más no te diré porque, ni yo lo sé pero no los aceptó.&lt;br /&gt;Solo sé que por ahora estoy bien, así exquisitamente bien, tranquila, insegura pero bien, creó que estoy bien porque esta semana no he tenido tiempo para muchas cosas en esas cosas cae mi &lt;/em&gt;"cuestionamiento"&lt;em&gt;, no he tenido tiempo para cuestionarme ni pensar en esos&lt;/em&gt; "problemas"&lt;em&gt; &amp;amp; esto sencilla y simplemente me fascina, me libera, un respiro, un relajo mental...&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;    Esa incomoda vocesita, que habita en mi se a dormido estos días, o talvez a hablado pero mas despacio,  espero siga igual.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                                                       &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;•shh...silecio no la despierten&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/5095818244660671639-417152804360492661?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/417152804360492661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/shhhno-la-despierten.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/417152804360492661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/417152804360492661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/shhhno-la-despierten.html' title='Shhh...no la despierten'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/StAAKZC5xxI/AAAAAAAAAVw/kLluREtwdUo/s72-c/171.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-8537190578965662399</id><published>2009-10-05T22:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:43:43.971-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Cosas que adoro de tí</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SsqfcbY0F2I/AAAAAAAAAVo/bFFYIaF2NSo/s1600-h/1231735802763_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SsqfcbY0F2I/AAAAAAAAAVo/bFFYIaF2NSo/s320/1231735802763_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Qué jamás logres decidir el sabor del helado que tomarás, que te creas un experto en seducción pero aún así no haz dado tu primer beso, que cada vez que&amp;nbsp;nos vemos me des un gran abrazo, reconfortable, &lt;em&gt;reponedor&lt;/em&gt;, como si no nos viesemos en meses, que cada vez que me invites a desayunar sea despues de las &lt;em&gt;12 &lt;/em&gt;del día.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Adoro tu gran desisteres, despreocupación, adoro que seas increiblemente &lt;em&gt;distraido&lt;/em&gt;, &amp;amp; aunque no lo creas hasta adoro&amp;nbsp;que seas &lt;em&gt;"manitos de hacha"&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;ya que&amp;nbsp;siempre prometes que si te presto algo esta vez no será así &amp;amp; me encanta ver como no pierdes la esperanza, adoro tu sencilles &amp;amp; simplesa, adoro que no te apresures en llegar a la meta porque tú si crees en el cuento de &lt;em&gt;" la liebre &amp;amp; la tortuga",&lt;/em&gt; adoro que rias con cada palabra &amp;amp; gesto de aquel estúpida pero adorable esponja amarilla, adoro que llores cada vez que ves aquella triste pelicúla, adoro que digas &lt;em&gt;"te quiero"&lt;/em&gt; en el momento perfecto,&amp;nbsp;adoro que no siempres estes porque estas cuando yo quiero, te adoro porque no existes aún, te adoro porque me dejas soñar, te adoro por dejar que te atribuya cualquier &lt;em&gt;virtud &amp;amp; defecto&lt;/em&gt; que se me antoje, te adoro porque sé que me adoras, te adoro porque sé que existiras, te adoro por ser&lt;em&gt; "aquel"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&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/5095818244660671639-8537190578965662399?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/8537190578965662399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/cosas-que-adoro-de-ti.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8537190578965662399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/8537190578965662399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/cosas-que-adoro-de-ti.html' title='Cosas que adoro de tí'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SsqfcbY0F2I/AAAAAAAAAVo/bFFYIaF2NSo/s72-c/1231735802763_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-6435820700428188765</id><published>2009-10-02T19:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:22:15.333-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Amarte a ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SsaBhutpdiI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zAwLup0OdMI/s1600-h/untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SsaBhutpdiI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zAwLup0OdMI/s320/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;marte a ti no es lo mejor, lo tengo claro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;amarte a ti no es lo mejor, pero me gusta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amarte a ti no es lo mejor, pero es perfecto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amarte a ti me hace sufrir, que buena suerte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amarte a ti es un veneno que da vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amarte a ti es lo sublime junto con lo idiota&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amarte a ti es la verdad más mentirosa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;amarte a ti es lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;mejor de lo peor que me ha pasado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amarte a ti es un error dice un amigo, que cree que ser feliz es estar libre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amarte a ti es también haberte odiado un par de veces&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amarte a ti es un absurdo y lo sabemos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-6435820700428188765?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/6435820700428188765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/amarte-ti-no-es-lo-mejor-lo-tengo-claro.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6435820700428188765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/6435820700428188765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/10/amarte-ti-no-es-lo-mejor-lo-tengo-claro.html' title='Amarte a ti'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SsaBhutpdiI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zAwLup0OdMI/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-1246963742150960681</id><published>2009-09-29T18:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:30:37.723-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Estúpida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SsJ7ssLNxeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/DRK8BvXma7E/s1600-h/1250646369267_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SsJ7ssLNxeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/DRK8BvXma7E/s320/1250646369267_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Estúpida, quizas esa es la palabra que mejor me describe ahora, estúpida, estúpida porque sé que estoy perdiendo mucho&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; no hago nada, porque sé que dificilmente encontrare algo &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(alguien)&lt;/span&gt; igual, porque estas siempre haí &amp;amp; no voy por ti, porque eres&amp;nbsp; aquel de en sueño &amp;amp; yo lo único que hago es despertar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estúpida por dejarte ir, mil veces estúpida por querer que te vallas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5095818244660671639-1246963742150960681?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/1246963742150960681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/estupida.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1246963742150960681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/1246963742150960681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/estupida.html' title='Estúpida'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SsJ7ssLNxeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/DRK8BvXma7E/s72-c/1250646369267_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-715256473958448409</id><published>2009-09-27T14:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T15:06:19.717-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famillia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descarga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>resignandome...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Sr-jhgX22vI/AAAAAAAAAUE/OP6AARMRNs0/s1600-h/1253761451100_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Sr-jhgX22vI/AAAAAAAAAUE/OP6AARMRNs0/s320/1253761451100_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;mmm...estube pensando que cada vez que me preguntan &lt;em&gt;¿como estas?&lt;/em&gt; mi respuesta es &lt;em&gt;bien&lt;/em&gt;, es decir &lt;em&gt;mal&lt;/em&gt; no estoy, pero si respondo como estoy día a día, como estoy con mi vida,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;estoy llena de preguntas con respuestas poco claras, estoy insegura de que debo hacer&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; como actuar, mis emociones son inestables, un fin de semana es horrible y el otro es "mejor",&amp;nbsp; en sencillas palabras estoy "mas o menos".&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mi forma de sentir es la misma, pero he estado pensando que quisáz ya no debo involucrarme más, que debo dejar que las cosas se den solas pues&amp;nbsp;al final no me puedo seguir mientiendo al involucrarme solo&lt;em&gt; alargo el proceso&lt;/em&gt;, no lo soluciono, estoy entendiendo, creó, que aquello no es asunto mio, me afecta pero no es mi problema. Algunos pueden pensar que es madurez para mi es resignación.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Enterrada en una fosa que algunos llaman memorias"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/5095818244660671639-715256473958448409?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/715256473958448409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/resigandome.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/715256473958448409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/715256473958448409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/resigandome.html' title='resignandome...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Sr-jhgX22vI/AAAAAAAAAUE/OP6AARMRNs0/s72-c/1253761451100_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-5736173948093709195</id><published>2009-09-26T23:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:07:23.781-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>¿Coincidencia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Sr7IUAsklwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ypEs8pIDvww/s1600-h/1184262142_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Sr7IUAsklwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ypEs8pIDvww/s320/1184262142_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;si conocerte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; fue una coincidencia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;si todos aquellos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"que coincidencia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; no lo eran realemente, si no que estubiste por alguna razón en el&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; isntante correcto&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; fuiste la persona correcta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;¿&lt;/span&gt;Por qué sin conocerte lo suficiente&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (creó)&lt;/span&gt; se te siente tan cerca&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~ Hace mucho que no transportaba mis pensamientos a otra cosa o &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;persona&lt;/span&gt; y tú lo lograste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-5736173948093709195?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5736173948093709195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/coincidencia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5736173948093709195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5736173948093709195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/coincidencia.html' title='¿Coincidencia?'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/Sr7IUAsklwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ypEs8pIDvww/s72-c/1184262142_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-7263409445669947179</id><published>2009-09-23T19:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:14:56.500-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Él y Ella...aquel día que nos conocimos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrqpLiTMYtI/AAAAAAAAATs/b5nqmWBy_yA/s1600-h/Kiss_under_a_rain2_by_yd84hgg.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrqpLiTMYtI/AAAAAAAAATs/b5nqmWBy_yA/s320/Kiss_under_a_rain2_by_yd84hgg.jpg" border="0" iq="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#45818e;"&gt;Ella :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;¿Recuerdas aquel día en que nos conocimos? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#45818e;"&gt; Él :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;    Jajaja, esa pregunta...claro que lo recuerdo caminaba por aquella calle, donde esta esa casa amarilla con grandes ventanales, tu caminabas en sentido contrario al mio, ivas  desentendida, despreocupada, distraida, caminabas lento sin mirar a ningun lado realmente, vestias con un vestido turquesa, aquel que le cuelga una cintita negra bajo el pecho, tu cabello, tu cabello estaba tomado, querias aparentar que lo habias peinado rápidamente, pero aquel desorden era demasiado perfecto como para ser intencional, recuerdo que al cruzarnos te pregunte la hora, tomaste mi brazo, miraste mi reloj &amp;amp; respondiste con una sonrrisa &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#45818e;"&gt;"las 5:15 bonito reloj&lt;/span&gt;",&lt;/em&gt; enseguida me largue a reír nos quedamos mirando fijamente &amp;amp;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Ella tapa su boca, haciendolo callar)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#45818e;"&gt;Ella :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; hay fue cuando me enamore de tí...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/5095818244660671639-7263409445669947179?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7263409445669947179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/el-y-ellaaquel-dia-que-nos-conocimos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7263409445669947179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7263409445669947179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/el-y-ellaaquel-dia-que-nos-conocimos.html' title='Él y Ella...aquel día que nos conocimos'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrqpLiTMYtI/AAAAAAAAATs/b5nqmWBy_yA/s72-c/Kiss_under_a_rain2_by_yd84hgg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-919800132119723495</id><published>2009-09-23T19:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:10:36.628-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimientos ajenos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>•Mi enterna obsesión</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrqcVIQBbbI/AAAAAAAAATc/97ge2v3IM9w/s1600-h/Thale_5_by_slamdunker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrqcVIQBbbI/AAAAAAAAATc/97ge2v3IM9w/s320/Thale_5_by_slamdunker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ame una caricia, un beso intenso, una manía, un llanto de alegría, un grito de serenidad, con tus risas la &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;felicidad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Dame la seguridad de que es cuento de esos que nunca acaban, dame el silencio con la mejor de las miradas, dame razones para pensarte siempre, dame los mejores "día a día", &amp;amp; dame la certeza de un buen amor con solo eso prometo que serás &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;mi enterna obsesión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/5095818244660671639-919800132119723495?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/919800132119723495/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/mi-enterna-obsesion_23.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/919800132119723495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/919800132119723495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/mi-enterna-obsesion_23.html' title='•Mi enterna obsesión'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrqcVIQBbbI/AAAAAAAAATc/97ge2v3IM9w/s72-c/Thale_5_by_slamdunker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-5331436784953456745</id><published>2009-09-21T23:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:22:49.593-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ñeee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><title type='text'>Hay algo más cuando tú me miras♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrgzY9V7TxI/AAAAAAAAATI/aC3DYnj2c0U/s1600-h/A_pareja_linda_parque_1jjhj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrgzY9V7TxI/AAAAAAAAATI/aC3DYnj2c0U/s320/A_pareja_linda_parque_1jjhj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;antos momentos de felicidad, tanta caridad, tanta fantasia, tanta pasión, tanta imaginación&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; tanto dar amor hasta llegar el diá, tantas maneras de decir te amo no parece humano lo que tu me das.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada deseo que tu me adivinas cada vez que ries rompes mi rutina &amp;amp; la paciencia con la que me escuchas y la convicción con la que siempre luchas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;El sentimiento de que no soy yo &amp;amp; que hay algo más cuando tú me miras, la sensación de que no existe el tiempo cuando están tus manos sobre mis mejillas...♥&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ___&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5095818244660671639-5331436784953456745?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/5331436784953456745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/hay-algo-mas-cuando-tu-me-miras.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5331436784953456745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/5331436784953456745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/hay-algo-mas-cuando-tu-me-miras.html' title='Hay algo más cuando tú me miras♥'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrgzY9V7TxI/AAAAAAAAATI/aC3DYnj2c0U/s72-c/A_pareja_linda_parque_1jjhj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5095818244660671639.post-7843310026721945247</id><published>2009-09-21T22:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:43:32.594-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiraciones'/><title type='text'>Podria...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrgrSJwlfWI/AAAAAAAAATA/Kd1yeZT40Uc/s1600-h/1252470923343_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrgrSJwlfWI/AAAAAAAAATA/Kd1yeZT40Uc/s320/1252470923343_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;'-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;odría pasar horas recostada junto a tí mirando las nubes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;podría hacer cualquier cosa si tú estas a mi lado...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/5095818244660671639-7843310026721945247?l=nicooleeee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/feeds/7843310026721945247/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/podria.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7843310026721945247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5095818244660671639/posts/default/7843310026721945247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicooleeee.blogspot.com/2009/09/podria.html' title='Podria...'/><author><name>nicooleeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10967468755149379171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/TKPuaKCF_UI/AAAAAAAAAzw/N_bx2NE3ih4/S220/Picture2464ggt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FYd9L-iiIY8/SrgrSJwlfWI/AAAAAAAAATA/Kd1yeZT40Uc/s72-c/1252470923343_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
