<?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-7372422149021837706</id><updated>2011-10-11T05:35:33.330-07:00</updated><category term='nerd power'/><category term='soledad'/><category term='Horror'/><category term='debo estar loca'/><category term='rabbit face'/><category term='love'/><category term='espadas laser'/><category term='rockets'/><title type='text'>tu fantasma</title><subtitle type='html'>aun se quema en el aire</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-5898782754564402743</id><published>2011-04-23T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T21:21:25.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EN REALIDAD SI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub7GyDvIRVA/TbOlOhcO30I/AAAAAAAAAKg/9L2KyO-sEOA/s1600/1176122073_f.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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A todo esto te envie un mensaje de texto pateticamente anoche pero no creo que lo logres leer (gracias a dios) porque parece que ya no tienes celular JA! &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/7372422149021837706-5622208859310759078?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/5622208859310759078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2011/01/veces-creo-que-esta-todo-bien-que-me.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5622208859310759078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5622208859310759078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2011/01/veces-creo-que-esta-todo-bien-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-7008225282027603138</id><published>2011-01-16T09:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T09:01:54.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pasan los días y me sigo cagando la cabeza por una guea que realmente carece de sentido común, QUE MIERDA SON DOS SEMANAS?, no puedo creer que jure amor eterno a una guea que no tiene ni pies ni cabeza, soy uns estupida y sigo acumulando rabia, pero no te acerques a mi porque juro que soy capaz de matarte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-7008225282027603138?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/7008225282027603138/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2011/01/pasan-los-dias-y-me-sigo-cagando-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7008225282027603138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7008225282027603138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2011/01/pasan-los-dias-y-me-sigo-cagando-la.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-8619369286695154534</id><published>2011-01-12T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T20:22:31.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me retracto absolutamente de todo lo que dije en la publicación anterior, tenia razón algo malo paso, lo peor, lo que siempre temí se volvió una puta maldita realidad. Así que... púdrete y ojala no nos veamos ni en otra vida :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-8619369286695154534?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/8619369286695154534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2011/01/me-retracto-absolutamente-de-todo-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8619369286695154534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8619369286695154534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2011/01/me-retracto-absolutamente-de-todo-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-7851588227711586870</id><published>2011-01-10T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:49:29.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Día 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Llorar? no gracias&lt;/b&gt;, para que hacerlo?. Quizás el nunca lea esto, lo mas probable es que ya no le importe pero se que en el fondo si, se termino por doceava vez, acabo pero esta vez es diferente porque algo me dice que algo malo pasara, ya van tres días, a ratos pienso que esta bien así, otros que es una reverenda mierda estar sin el y que lo extraño demasiado, lo raro es que esta vez no he corrido hacia el teléfono para llamarlo por cualquier excusa barata que se me venia a la mente, no, no tiene sentido porque al fin y al cabo se que si lo hago es una estupidez y que acabara peor de lo que esta, me resigne, así que el tiempo todo lo dirá, no puedo mentir y decir que no lo extraño, que la costumbre no es mas fuerte y que los sentimientos ya no están, decir eso seria como decir que mi mama es virgen ajaja la mentira mas grande del universo. Si, lo extraño muchísimo pero en algún momento debía aceptar la realidad y esta era de que lo que teníamos ya no daba para mas, que nos fuimos a la mierda y que aunque por mucho que lo intente ya no tenemos remedio. Si estas leyendo esto (que en el fondo de mi corazon asi lo quiero) dejame decirte que lo siento mucho, que me perdones por esas cosas que tu sabes y que sepas que no estoy tan loca, ojala resulte lo que me comentaste ese dia mientras te despedias, que los dos años tres meses aunque no fueron color de rosa, son lo mas parecido al rosado que he tenido y que aunque los años pasen los dos sabemos que lo nuestro es mucho mas que una atraccion. Gracias totales por los momentos entregados y suerte en todo soñador.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-7851588227711586870?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/7851588227711586870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2011/01/dia-3.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7851588227711586870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7851588227711586870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2011/01/dia-3.html' title='Día 3'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-5677810780048135556</id><published>2010-11-28T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T11:42:00.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TPKwM3GXsFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/26yOGVB6RVQ/s1600/shuperloco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TPKwM3GXsFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/26yOGVB6RVQ/s320/shuperloco.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544687826242089042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tengo mounstros en mi cabeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-5677810780048135556?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/5677810780048135556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/11/tengo-mounstros-en-mi-cabeza.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5677810780048135556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5677810780048135556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/11/tengo-mounstros-en-mi-cabeza.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TPKwM3GXsFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/26yOGVB6RVQ/s72-c/shuperloco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-747750731132323314</id><published>2010-10-03T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:44:38.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TKk_XPVi3MI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xUsK8B0kdGY/s1600/PA021084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TKk_XPVi3MI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xUsK8B0kdGY/s320/PA021084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524016086433062082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mientras mas lo pienso, mas creo que todo es una mierda y lo seguira siendo y eso sabes? es un peso dificil de llevar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-747750731132323314?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/747750731132323314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/10/mientras-mas-lo-pienso-mas-creo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/747750731132323314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/747750731132323314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/10/mientras-mas-lo-pienso-mas-creo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TKk_XPVi3MI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xUsK8B0kdGY/s72-c/PA021084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-6011849052553557694</id><published>2010-10-02T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T17:15:01.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TKfK-mq_wrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/DWfNuoTY2Vk/s1600/tumblr_l8x3yezgsl1qzsmk8o1_400.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TKfK-mq_wrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/DWfNuoTY2Vk/s320/tumblr_l8x3yezgsl1qzsmk8o1_400.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523606644874789554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TKfKxUa6LaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/izdAmd4yOmg/s1600/tumblr_l8x8f3KWqG1qblzrco1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TKfKxUa6LaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/izdAmd4yOmg/s320/tumblr_l8x8f3KWqG1qblzrco1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523606416637177250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TKfKEmm8oUI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ne6ALUy2yRI/s1600/My-Chemical-Romance-art-is-weapon-video.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TKfKEmm8oUI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ne6ALUy2yRI/s320/My-Chemical-Romance-art-is-weapon-video.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523605648425394498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-6011849052553557694?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/6011849052553557694/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/6011849052553557694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/6011849052553557694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TKfK-mq_wrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/DWfNuoTY2Vk/s72-c/tumblr_l8x3yezgsl1qzsmk8o1_400.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-4206280374471115187</id><published>2010-09-20T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:49:24.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos años no son una eternidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TJgZfU5Z-NI/AAAAAAAAAIs/P_8oE1FtjIs/s1600/hermosouuu22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TJgZfU5Z-NI/AAAAAAAAAIs/P_8oE1FtjIs/s320/hermosouuu22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519189369318668498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dos años&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; uff, como pasa el tiempo, quizas no sea mucho o quizas si pero para mi han sido los dos años mas maravillosos de mi vida y no es una cursileria barata decirlo, es la verdad. Con el he pasado muchisimas cosas, situaciones de mierda y las emociones mas hermosas de mi vida. Quizas a veces no nos llevemos de lo mejor pero se que aunque ninguno de los dos quiera estar con el otro, sabemos que no podemos estar sin el otro, que ironia no? Solo me queda agradecerlo lo mucho que me ha enseñado durante todo este tiempo, hemos aprendido juntos a ser mejores y a saber que a veces podemos estar equivocados y caernos pero ahi esta el otro para levantarlo. Yo lo amo, lo amo mucho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-4206280374471115187?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/4206280374471115187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4206280374471115187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4206280374471115187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_20.html' title='Dos años no son una eternidad'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TJgZfU5Z-NI/AAAAAAAAAIs/P_8oE1FtjIs/s72-c/hermosouuu22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-909981226831215399</id><published>2010-09-14T16:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T16:38:38.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soledad'/><title type='text'>RECORDATORIO DEL DIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tengo que hablar mas con mis amigos (soy mala persona, lo se)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-909981226831215399?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/909981226831215399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/recordatorio-del-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/909981226831215399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/909981226831215399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/recordatorio-del-dia.html' title='RECORDATORIO DEL DIA'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-6065846685026569807</id><published>2010-09-13T20:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T21:07:05.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rockets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>como buen dia lunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TI7wBxCn6WI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Op85rAmG5-4/s1600/conejo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TI7wBxCn6WI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Op85rAmG5-4/s320/conejo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516610506710313314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Estoy aburrida, veo Super y nose hoy fue un dia normal, me levante tipo once de la mañana, trate de ordenar lo que pude de mi pieza, es que para poder dejarla limpia necesitaria minimo dos dias enteros HORROR!, emm me pegue su ducha con la maldita mala suerte que tengo, siempre que me estoy duchando se empieza a acabar el gas y por la puta que me cago de frío, despues llego mi proyecto de pololo, ex, andante, nose como sea que le pueda llamar a gonzalo ajaj total da lo mismo igual estamos juntos y seguimos juntos como siempre, tomando en cuenta que el veinte vamos a cumplir dos años WOUH! bueno lo amo, me ama y esas cosas de esa indole. Bueno como sea la cosa es que estuvimos todo el dia en mi casa, viendo peliculas, ayudandole a hacer un cartel a mi vieja y bueno gritandonos, peliando y besandonos como siempre, nos llevamos tan mal y bien (ele) Tengo sueño y espero que se caliente mi calienta camas para dormir calentita FELICIDAD!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;como dice LIZ!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love and rockets!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-6065846685026569807?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/6065846685026569807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/como-buen-dia-lunes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/6065846685026569807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/6065846685026569807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/como-buen-dia-lunes.html' title='como buen dia lunes'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TI7wBxCn6WI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Op85rAmG5-4/s72-c/conejo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-8867338353531365257</id><published>2010-09-13T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T08:51:08.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='espadas laser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerd power'/><title type='text'>Fuck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TI5FtVQzwQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GWa-xQkOaOg/s1600/mylife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TI5FtVQzwQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GWa-xQkOaOg/s320/mylife.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516423238679511298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;vi la temporada completa y eso que al principio dije que no me gustaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-8867338353531365257?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/8867338353531365257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/fuck-vi-la-temporada-completa-y-eso-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8867338353531365257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8867338353531365257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/fuck-vi-la-temporada-completa-y-eso-que.html' title='Fuck!'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TI5FtVQzwQI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GWa-xQkOaOg/s72-c/mylife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-5126419199678194723</id><published>2010-09-13T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T08:29:50.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debo estar loca'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TI5AIEXFrAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JZoJNKmiAgA/s1600/imissyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TI5AIEXFrAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JZoJNKmiAgA/s320/imissyou.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516417100929149954" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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/7372422149021837706-5126419199678194723?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/5126419199678194723/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5126419199678194723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5126419199678194723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TI5AIEXFrAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JZoJNKmiAgA/s72-c/imissyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-5931427539454923656</id><published>2010-09-11T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T08:23:38.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;"&gt;Las putas cosas se me han puesto complicadas, hace mas o menos tres meses que todo se me ha vuelto una real mierda, nosé si las decisiones que he tomado son las correctas, quizás si quizás no... nosé y filo veremos lo que pasa con el tiempo, por el momento estoy harta de tener que pasar por estas estupideces, me aburre todo y seguirá siendo así, hasta que la vida muestre su lado positivo, si es que lo tiene. Lo siento vida, pero de vida para mi ahora tienes muy poco. Punto seguido (ojala sea pronto un final)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;Bueno, seamos positivos... no todo va tan mal (positivismo mode on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/7372422149021837706-5931427539454923656?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/5931427539454923656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/las-putas-cosas-se-me-han-puesto.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5931427539454923656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5931427539454923656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/las-putas-cosas-se-me-han-puesto.html' title='WA!'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-8533920585750070748</id><published>2010-09-11T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T08:45:28.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aburrida, cansada y un poco estresada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TIxF7SDqUkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gooVmVNtdK4/s1600/1255824469822_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TIxF7SDqUkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gooVmVNtdK4/s320/1255824469822_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515860528383808066" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TIxF7SDqUkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gooVmVNtdK4/s1600/1255824469822_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tanta mierda en tan poco tiempo y espacio, creo que en cualquier instante tu cabeza rodara sobre mi habitacion. Punto final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-8533920585750070748?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/8533920585750070748/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/tanta-mierda-en-tan-poco-tiempo-y.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8533920585750070748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8533920585750070748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/09/tanta-mierda-en-tan-poco-tiempo-y.html' title='Aburrida, cansada y un poco estresada'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TIxF7SDqUkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gooVmVNtdK4/s72-c/1255824469822_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-4430605524431149121</id><published>2010-08-19T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T08:53:24.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TG1bkf6CFAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SCgP8epZjbA/s1600/500-days-of-summer_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507158601942307842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TG1bkf6CFAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SCgP8epZjbA/s320/500-days-of-summer_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Esta no es una historia de&lt;br /&gt;amor, es una&lt;br /&gt;historia sobre el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-4430605524431149121?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/4430605524431149121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/08/esta-no-es-una-historia-de-amor-es-una.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4430605524431149121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4430605524431149121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/08/esta-no-es-una-historia-de-amor-es-una.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TG1bkf6CFAI/AAAAAAAAAHs/SCgP8epZjbA/s72-c/500-days-of-summer_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-8793307650296182940</id><published>2010-08-03T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:34:59.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;y se acabo, asi como quien termina un viaje, se baja del bus y sigue su camino como si nada. Ojala el tiempo me de un corazón de piedra para poder soportar tanta mierda. Ojala que despues no sea demasiado tarde para volver a comenzar.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-8793307650296182940?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/8793307650296182940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/08/y-se-acabo-asi-como-quien-termina-un.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8793307650296182940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8793307650296182940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/08/y-se-acabo-asi-como-quien-termina-un.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-2565920760282279818</id><published>2010-07-06T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T19:22:52.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Filo con lo que haya pasado, vivamos el presente y que se pudran las&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;PERRAS!&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/7372422149021837706-2565920760282279818?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/2565920760282279818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/07/filo-con-lo-que-haya-pasado-vivamos-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/2565920760282279818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/2565920760282279818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/07/filo-con-lo-que-haya-pasado-vivamos-el.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-2069352193907230625</id><published>2010-07-06T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:45:18.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TDP4F8Qy14I/AAAAAAAAAHk/JwP-34wx9-U/s1600/mft.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Creo conocer en tu mirar, lo que a otros puede complicar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TDP4F8Qy14I/AAAAAAAAAHk/JwP-34wx9-U/s1600/mft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TDP4F8Qy14I/AAAAAAAAAHk/JwP-34wx9-U/s320/mft.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491005151654369154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-2069352193907230625?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/2069352193907230625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/07/creo-conocer-en-tu-mirar-lo-que-otros.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/2069352193907230625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/2069352193907230625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/07/creo-conocer-en-tu-mirar-lo-que-otros.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TDP4F8Qy14I/AAAAAAAAAHk/JwP-34wx9-U/s72-c/mft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-7664920630389802994</id><published>2010-05-28T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T19:20:01.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TACHXuJECRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/u6OuPCd1g0s/s1600/1163421155_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TACHXuJECRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/u6OuPCd1g0s/s320/1163421155_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476525988475308306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Te gustaría jugar a las escondidas ahora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, si tienes rayos x, por favor  promete no espiar. Bien primero contaremos hasta diez y entonces nos divertiremos un poco,&lt;/span&gt; o volaras lejos antes de que contemos hasta uno?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-7664920630389802994?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/7664920630389802994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7664920630389802994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7664920630389802994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-tomorrow.html' title='Hello tomorrow'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/TACHXuJECRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/u6OuPCd1g0s/s72-c/1163421155_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-3537767705276005641</id><published>2010-05-20T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T21:17:16.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S_YIUrsDPXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QoruENwPtYM/s1600/patines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473571548533308786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S_YIUrsDPXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QoruENwPtYM/s320/patines.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Puedo ser tan suave, tan suave entre tus manos pero tarde o temprano, tarde o temprano entenderas que todo lo que toco, todo lo que toco quiebro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-3537767705276005641?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/3537767705276005641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/puedo-ser-tan-suave-tan-suave-entre-tus.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/3537767705276005641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/3537767705276005641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/puedo-ser-tan-suave-tan-suave-entre-tus.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S_YIUrsDPXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/QoruENwPtYM/s72-c/patines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-4119921207255636852</id><published>2010-05-20T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T21:09:21.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUTA LA&lt;br /&gt;GUEA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-4119921207255636852?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/4119921207255636852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/puta-la-guea.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4119921207255636852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4119921207255636852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/puta-la-guea.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-7496667975215318024</id><published>2010-05-14T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:57:33.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Viernes catorce por la noche&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Veo primer plano, teniendo en cuenta que es un programa de mierda es que no tengo control remoto, lo rompí de las miles de veces que se me cayó de la cama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Termine la maldita primera ronda de "solemnes" que me tuvo durmiendo como la mierda y como cuatro horas todas las noches por dos semanas. Gracias dios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Espero que suene mi celular como es de costumbre todas las noches para poder escuchar su voz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Dormi toda la tarde, desde las cinco hasta las diez y ahora no tengo nada de sueño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;(voy a cambiar la tv)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ahora veo los simpsons (excelente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tengo unas ganas locas de comer chocolate, aunque estoy mas delgada y eso me gusta bastante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Me rio de tu estupides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;No hablo con nadie por msn porque estoy como desconectada, es que ya me aburrí de esa guea, creo que cambiare el msn (quizas lo haga, quizas no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;No estoy en facebook, porque me carga ver como la gente es tan imbecil de publicar hasta lo que caga para que le comenten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Buscare videos en youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Esperare que me de sueño &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Y como es obvio me dormire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En conclusión, puedo decir que hoy fue una noche de mierda, pudranse :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-7496667975215318024?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/7496667975215318024/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/viernes-catorce-por-la-noche-veo-primer.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7496667975215318024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7496667975215318024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/viernes-catorce-por-la-noche-veo-primer.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-5358925030502737731</id><published>2010-05-14T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T21:38:23.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dejame ver más allá de lo evidente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S-4jzVeEm1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/A0UCEO_mhNE/s1600/trigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471349962145307474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S-4jzVeEm1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/A0UCEO_mhNE/s320/trigo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-5358925030502737731?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/5358925030502737731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5358925030502737731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5358925030502737731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/freedom.html' title='freedom'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S-4jzVeEm1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/A0UCEO_mhNE/s72-c/trigo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-8545168783819380052</id><published>2010-05-09T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:11:28.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No me haces reír</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ultimamente no me has dado mucho de que reirme, te has vuelto un poco aburrida, creo que es porque no tienes nada interesante que mostrar, antes me causabas mas gracia aunque nose si gracia de la buena, esa que te hace ser simpatica y especial, creo que en tí es mas de esa gracia que da verguenza ajena, con esa actitud de chica ruda y rockera que perdoname pero...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;querida, no te queda para nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, eres tan normal que das sueño y no es que yo me crea especial pero no ando por el mundo gritando algo que realmente no soy, que patético. Eres muy niña aún andas como pendeja de quince descubriendo el mundo y pensando que todo gira en torno a ella, nada especial diría yo, algo desechable y muy barata. Creeme que en el medidor de normalidad sacarías un cien. No me gustan las niñitas como tú y creo que ya lo tienes muy claro... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-8545168783819380052?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/8545168783819380052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/ultimamente-no-me-has-dado-mucho-de-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8545168783819380052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8545168783819380052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/ultimamente-no-me-has-dado-mucho-de-que.html' title='No me haces reír'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-6935157318379435194</id><published>2010-05-09T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:10:30.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S-cd5TahH7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/QM1hCeSnD_M/s1600/fuck+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469373142766002098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S-cd5TahH7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/QM1hCeSnD_M/s320/fuck+off.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maldicion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;tengo tanto que estudiar y estoy acá pegada pensando en que&lt;br /&gt;podre escribir. Sorry profe pero me cágo en su bioquimica! ah! y por cierto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Feliz dia Ita mamá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-6935157318379435194?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/6935157318379435194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/maldicion-tengo-tanto-que-estudiar-y.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/6935157318379435194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/6935157318379435194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/maldicion-tengo-tanto-que-estudiar-y.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S-cd5TahH7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/QM1hCeSnD_M/s72-c/fuck+off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-7493926991578957833</id><published>2010-05-01T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T20:28:44.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cuenta mi historia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9zxEYxkoUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_qsKN8igeZk/s1600/humo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466509105393082690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9zxEYxkoUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_qsKN8igeZk/s320/humo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;que hoy tuve un dia de mierda, que a veces soy una estupida y que juro&lt;br /&gt;nunca mas volver a cometer el mismo error porque si lo hiciera seria la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;idiota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;mas grande de este planeta. Perdón por los malos&lt;br /&gt;ratos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/7372422149021837706-7493926991578957833?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/7493926991578957833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/cuenta-mi-historia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7493926991578957833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7493926991578957833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/05/cuenta-mi-historia.html' title='cuenta mi historia'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9zxEYxkoUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_qsKN8igeZk/s72-c/humo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-7837539050515543280</id><published>2010-04-29T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T22:05:38.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funciono bajo presión</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9pkaY4-ajI/AAAAAAAAAF8/7PQdKBeEcrs/s1600/cebraa+-+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 238px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465791502288316978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9pkaY4-ajI/AAAAAAAAAF8/7PQdKBeEcrs/s320/cebraa+-+copia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yo &lt;strong&gt;no fumo con frecuencia&lt;/strong&gt; porque me carga tener impregnado el olor del cigarrillo pero hay veces en las cuales uno de estos me relaja, creo que son esas veces en las que peleo con mi viejo, salgo de fiesta o simplemente estoy tan cansada de la rutina que necesito que un poco de nicotina recorra mis pulmones, tener &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tú nombre en la mente&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;y estar acompañada tambien por un poco de lo que para mi es buena música. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-7837539050515543280?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/7837539050515543280/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/04/funciono-bajo-presion.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7837539050515543280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7837539050515543280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/04/funciono-bajo-presion.html' title='Funciono bajo presión'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9pkaY4-ajI/AAAAAAAAAF8/7PQdKBeEcrs/s72-c/cebraa+-+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-9217384593358011452</id><published>2010-04-19T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:57:01.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Figuras y fusiones - eimy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El sol despierta y tu te encuentras cerca, al abrir mis ojos se que todo fue real. Respiro al ritmo de tus sueños, se que el tiempo no es el dueño, un papel con tinta encierra toda la verdad. Encierra toda la verda. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un aqui y un ahora, solo dos personas intentando congelar los movimientos, un lugar y una hora, editando un retrato realizado para ser polarizado. Fotografiamos un segundo que acordamos recordad y un flash de intensidad de nuestros cuerpos reflejamos y revelamos en un cuarto oscuro nuestras ilusiones para enmarcar las sombras de figuras y fusiones, nos encontramos en un lecho de emociones, tras haber creado un lazo mas entre los dos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Despiertas y observar tu reflejo en mi mirada, no hay palabras que comprendas, no hacen falta aqui&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;El tiempo se detiene cuando capto una imagen nuestra, la luz la sombra se mezclan en el tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;recuerdo que cuando era mas pendeja escuchaba hxc&lt;br /&gt;melodico, me gustaba ir a las tocatas y saben algo, extraño esos dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-9217384593358011452?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/9217384593358011452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/04/el-sol-despierta-y-tu-te-encuentras.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/9217384593358011452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/9217384593358011452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/04/el-sol-despierta-y-tu-te-encuentras.html' title='Figuras y fusiones - eimy'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-1517839217007960754</id><published>2010-03-27T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:28:48.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S66FNQ8rXvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E1AiEka1i08/s1600/arctic-monkeys-alex-turner-en-solo-217.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453442661726510834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S66FNQ8rXvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E1AiEka1i08/s320/arctic-monkeys-alex-turner-en-solo-217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;Alex Turner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;anoche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;me defraudaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-1517839217007960754?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/1517839217007960754/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/alex-turner-anoche-me-d-efraudaste.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/1517839217007960754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/1517839217007960754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/alex-turner-anoche-me-d-efraudaste.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S66FNQ8rXvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E1AiEka1i08/s72-c/arctic-monkeys-alex-turner-en-solo-217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-2357183091726066669</id><published>2010-03-27T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:27:54.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House of gaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S6586nvU1DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7BfwMXPpZRo/s1600/ladygaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453433545333986354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S6586nvU1DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7BfwMXPpZRo/s320/ladygaga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A mi nunca me gusto britney, menos madonna, ni christina aguilera, ni ninguna reina o princesa del pop pero creo que gaga termino por matar ese antigusto que tenia por este estilo de musica, me supera su estilo y sus malditas fuckings canciones que son pegajosamente ultra poperas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Juro que de tu estilo eres la ultima que escuchare, aunque si aparece alguna con un mejor peinado quizas lo piense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;GAGA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;TE ODIO POR HACERME BAILAR Y TARAREAR TUS PUTAS CANCIONES&lt;/span&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/7372422149021837706-2357183091726066669?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/2357183091726066669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/house-of-gaga.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/2357183091726066669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/2357183091726066669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/house-of-gaga.html' title='House of gaga'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S6586nvU1DI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7BfwMXPpZRo/s72-c/ladygaga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-3767178010459854549</id><published>2010-03-16T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T17:32:44.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Como latas de cervezas vacías y colillas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;de cigarrillos apagados, han sido mis días.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Como figuras que pasan por una pantalla de television&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;y desaparecen, asi ha pasado mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Como automoviles que pasaban rápidos por las carreteras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;con risas de muchachas y música de radios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Y la belleza pasó rápida, como el modelo de los autos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;y las canciones de los radios que pasaron de moda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Y no ha quedado nada de aquellos días, nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;más que latas vacías y colillas apagadas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;risas en fotos marchitas, boletos rotos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;y el aserrín con que al amanecer barrieron los bares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Como latas de cerveza vacias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-3767178010459854549?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/3767178010459854549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/como-latas-de-cervezas-vacas-y-colillas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/3767178010459854549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/3767178010459854549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/como-latas-de-cervezas-vacas-y-colillas.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-424589312100037802</id><published>2010-03-16T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:10:20.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Me duele el cuerpo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Y me duele a cantar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Nadie se está moviendo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Y me gustaría que no estuviera aquí esta noche &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; Pero esta es mi vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y yo te volveré a ver, Yo te volveré a ver mucho tiempo a partir de ahora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-424589312100037802?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/424589312100037802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/me-duele-el-cuerpo-y-me-duele-cantar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/424589312100037802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/424589312100037802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/me-duele-el-cuerpo-y-me-duele-cantar.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-8448139008078364179</id><published>2010-03-16T14:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:09:55.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;                                              &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Dead disco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dead funk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dead rock and roll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-8448139008078364179?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/8448139008078364179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/dead-disco-dead-funk-dead-rock-and-roll.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8448139008078364179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8448139008078364179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/dead-disco-dead-funk-dead-rock-and-roll.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-5803115301578284474</id><published>2010-03-13T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:35:08.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S5vu3K6oQcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yra4B5WBE8g/s1600-h/mano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448210805825225154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 209px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S5vu3K6oQcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yra4B5WBE8g/s320/mano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Un país que sufre pero que al fin y al cabo se vuelve a levantar con más fuerza que nunca pero por su gente.&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/7372422149021837706-5803115301578284474?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/5803115301578284474/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/un-pais-que-sufre-pero-que-al-fin-y-al.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5803115301578284474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/5803115301578284474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/un-pais-que-sufre-pero-que-al-fin-y-al.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S5vu3K6oQcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yra4B5WBE8g/s72-c/mano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-4417689834265381191</id><published>2010-03-09T14:56:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:06:02.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S5bSh0QEcDI/AAAAAAAAADs/tBo-7sa-wfo/s1600-h/Locura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S5bSh0QEcDI/AAAAAAAAADs/tBo-7sa-wfo/s320/Locura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446772277754753074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Espera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ellos no te aman como yo te amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-4417689834265381191?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/4417689834265381191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/espera-ellos-no-te-aman-como-yo-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4417689834265381191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4417689834265381191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/03/espera-ellos-no-te-aman-como-yo-te-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S5bSh0QEcDI/AAAAAAAAADs/tBo-7sa-wfo/s72-c/Locura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-3817547582753678193</id><published>2010-01-31T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:36:35.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S2ZH8GBE4cI/AAAAAAAAADU/_loG_LcSdWM/s1600-h/1264896580550_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 224px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433109098201932226" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S2ZH8GBE4cI/AAAAAAAAADU/_loG_LcSdWM/s320/1264896580550_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O es todo o no es nada, si me preguntas prefiero el todo&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/7372422149021837706-3817547582753678193?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/3817547582753678193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-es-todo-o-no-es-nada-si-me-preguntas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/3817547582753678193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/3817547582753678193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-es-todo-o-no-es-nada-si-me-preguntas.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S2ZH8GBE4cI/AAAAAAAAADU/_loG_LcSdWM/s72-c/1264896580550_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-8806497540904504480</id><published>2010-01-11T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:36:12.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;oh dios&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;extrañar es como si te pegaran miles de puñaladas en el pecho, es como si un maldito psicopata te apretara la gargata tan fuerte que no te deja respirar, es como si tuvieras a un esquizofrenico gritandote y recordandote todo el dia que él no esta, es como si estuvieras en una habitación llena de fotografias de el que te dicen que tienes que encontrarlo ahora ya, es como si caminaras sola por una calle oscura y lo vieras en cada esquina fumandose un cigarrillo y esperandote apoyado en la pared, ¿acaso extrañar significa tener que estar pegada al telefono deseando que suene y que su voz suene en tu oido al contestar, que solo diga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hola, soy yo... te extraño&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;gustaria que no fuera asi, pero lamentablemente eso es lo que siento cuando él no está a mi lado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7372422149021837706-8806497540904504480?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/8806497540904504480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-dios-extranar-es-como-si-te-pegaran.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8806497540904504480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/8806497540904504480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-dios-extranar-es-como-si-te-pegaran.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-3151141683251684968</id><published>2010-01-10T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:32:53.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Cuando te enamoras puede ser una real porqueria o puede ser lo mejor que te ha pasado en la vida, para mi felicidad a mi me paso lo segundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-3151141683251684968?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/3151141683251684968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/01/cuando-te-enamoras-puede-ser-una-real.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/3151141683251684968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/3151141683251684968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2010/01/cuando-te-enamoras-puede-ser-una-real.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-4468460427093651245</id><published>2009-12-18T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:02:41.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He aprendido que la distancia es quizas el mejor maestro en lo que amor se trata, te he extrañado tanto que algunas noches me ha costado conciliar el sueño, despierto pensando en tu mirada, me levanto pensando en tu sonrisa, camino por las calles deseando que estuvieras tomando mi mano, pero se que pronto volveras y disfrutaremos de lo que hemos construido, valoraremos cada momento y lo viviremos como si fuera el ultimo. Debo agradecerte que te hayas alejado un tiempo porque me demostraste que eres lo que necesito, que eres tan mio que nunca acabara pero quiero pedirte como ultimo favor que vuelvas porque sin ti, yo no soy nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-4468460427093651245?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/4468460427093651245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-aprendido-que-la-distancia-es-quizas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4468460427093651245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4468460427093651245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-aprendido-que-la-distancia-es-quizas.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-4960417516294931859</id><published>2009-08-22T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:52:01.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hay un lugar donde todo el mundo puede ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Es el sitio más bello de todo el jodido mundo, está hecho de bastoncitos de caramelo, aviones y trenes chu-chú rojos, de los niños más traviesos y las niñas más inocentes. Sabes que me encantaría ir allí, pero aún no he encontrado la carretera, te deseo la mejor de las suertes cariño, deja caer una carta o una tarjeta por mi barrio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-4960417516294931859?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/4960417516294931859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/08/hay-un-lugar-donde-todo-el-mundo-puede.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4960417516294931859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4960417516294931859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/08/hay-un-lugar-donde-todo-el-mundo-puede.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-7310688659960472807</id><published>2009-08-21T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T10:44:46.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/So7dAxO9OdI/AAAAAAAAACE/3OLokn6n3eE/s1600-h/you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372474410785389010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/So7dAxO9OdI/AAAAAAAAACE/3OLokn6n3eE/s320/you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-7310688659960472807?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/7310688659960472807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7310688659960472807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7310688659960472807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/So7dAxO9OdI/AAAAAAAAACE/3OLokn6n3eE/s72-c/you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-4891691765617658512</id><published>2009-08-20T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:14:23.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yo ya me despedía.... y palpitante cerca mi labio de tus labios rojos, "Hasta mañana", susurraste; yo te miré a los ojos un instante y tú cerraste sin pensar los ojos y te di el primer beso : alcé la frente iluminada por mi dicha cierta. Salí a la calle alborozadamente mientras tu te asomabas a la puerta mirándome encendido y sonriente. Volví la cara en dulce arrobamiento ,y sin dejarte de mirar siquiera, salté a un tranvía en raudo movimiento; y me quedé mirándote un momento y sonriendo con el alma entera,y aún más te sonreí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-4891691765617658512?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/4891691765617658512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/08/yo-ya-me-despedia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4891691765617658512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/4891691765617658512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/08/yo-ya-me-despedia.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-7394871888368270226</id><published>2009-08-20T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:20:18.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/So4SbbUlfvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CY_pRfovDvg/s1600-h/243707147_50_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372251667899449074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/So4SbbUlfvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CY_pRfovDvg/s320/243707147_50_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-7394871888368270226?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/7394871888368270226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7394871888368270226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/7394871888368270226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/So4SbbUlfvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CY_pRfovDvg/s72-c/243707147_50_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372422149021837706.post-2433889728030000393</id><published>2009-08-20T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:49:59.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonzalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/So4LUo9kNxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/X4O1Gy3bqHA/s1600-h/amorchiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372243854720513810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/So4LUo9kNxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/X4O1Gy3bqHA/s320/amorchiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Llegaste quizas hace mucho tiempo, tiempo que no supimos aprovechar por circunstancias de la vida, quizas eramos muy pendejos para saber lo que es amar a alguien incondicionalmente, tuvimos que pasar creo que por cosas fuertes y tambien momentos agradables para aprender a ser mejores y mas maduros pero tu volviste y cambiaste mis esquemas, mi psicologia que muchas veces estaba erronea, me haz hecho ver que a veces cuando estas acompañado tienes que poner todo de tu parte para que la historia funcione porque la relacion no se hace de a uno son dos los que la construye, me has ayudado a ser mejor y eso se agradece demasiado, creo que son tantas las cosas que me has entregado que enumerarlas seria como un libro de mil paginas, eres lo que en la vida me han descrito como un complemento algo que se añade a otra cosa para hacer la perfeccion, para hacerla intrega y es asi como me siento contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que esta historia se escriba como una de las mejores de nuestras vidas, quiero un y mil dias mas contigo porque creo que vales la pena, porque creo que por ti yo me despierto dia a dia feliz y sabiendo que tengo un hombre maravilloso, al cual respeto mucho y cada dia me siento mas y mas orgullosa de lo que ha logrado. Eres un valiente, un enamorado de la vida, un soñador como los de hace mucho, un hombre sincero como muy pocos, un amante excepcional, un corazon de oro que me pertenece y un amigo incondicional.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo como nunca he amado alguien en mi vida y si quizas alguna vez pense amar a alguien antes pero eso, eso mi amor no es nada comparado con las alegrias, los sentimientos, las emociones que tu me transmites y espero que por mucho tiempo mas las pueda tener a mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero hacerte la persona mas feliz del mundo, regalarte un mundo y la felicidad plena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felices siete meses, lejos eres lo mejor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372422149021837706-2433889728030000393?l=comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/feeds/2433889728030000393/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/08/gonzalo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/2433889728030000393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372422149021837706/posts/default/2433889728030000393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comocuandonosmiramoslascaras.blogspot.com/2009/08/gonzalo.html' title='Gonzalo'/><author><name>comocuandonosmiramoslascaras</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02696088890803067951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/S9z05i3bFFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LlbHIUpaIJY/S220/cebraa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDlJWfQYQ9I/So4LUo9kNxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/X4O1Gy3bqHA/s72-c/amorchiii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
