<?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-8152156484536018115</id><updated>2011-11-01T14:54:12.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sos lo que sos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-1335951350591130379</id><published>2008-12-14T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:55:06.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aires de ti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-1335951350591130379?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1335951350591130379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=1335951350591130379' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/1335951350591130379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/1335951350591130379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/12/aires-de-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-2732396606525232919</id><published>2008-12-14T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:53:24.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SUVH9nNhzhI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6nD54C5HU8g/s1600-h/MI+NEKRO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279705261985091090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SUVH9nNhzhI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6nD54C5HU8g/s400/MI+NEKRO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                        - o caminar, y volvernos dos victimas del tiempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           para asi poder dejar atras nuestra soledad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-2732396606525232919?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/2732396606525232919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=2732396606525232919' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/2732396606525232919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/2732396606525232919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-caminar-y-volvernos-dos-victimas-del.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SUVH9nNhzhI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6nD54C5HU8g/s72-c/MI+NEKRO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-6680552631105984432</id><published>2008-11-08T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:26:22.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando le encuentras el valor a las cosas que pasaste porque sabes que tienes la recompensa, tienes lo que soñaste o lo que no soñaste porque no pensaste que algun dia tendrias algo tan bueno.  un camino largo para esto y uno mas largo para vivir, por que ahora quiero, te juro que quiero. hace tanto no escribia y no se que más poner, siempre tengo algo que escribir pero a quien no le a pasado, que al intertar plasmar eso que quieres, no te salen más que palabras que al releer no son más que cosas tontas pero da, soy una tonta, tanto tiempo arruinando todo y no te quiero así, así por esto; confio demasiado, y me haces bien, mejor de lo que en un momento pense, y que alegria equivocarme otra vez, porque nunca antes sentí que algo estaria tan dentro de mi corazón, como ahora, nunca me estremecio más una lagrima o varias mojando mi pecho y nunca, enrealida nose... es tan sincero. como conociste una niña, una mujer atrapada para ti, que con su infancia eterna te demostrara que no la cambiaste, sino que la descubriste como es.&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/8152156484536018115-6680552631105984432?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6680552631105984432/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=6680552631105984432' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/6680552631105984432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/6680552631105984432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/11/cuando-le-encuentras-el-valor-las-cosas.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-1123414869258571245</id><published>2008-09-09T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:25:46.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no lo repitas.&lt;br /&gt;esque si sé que estoy hecha de imperfecciones...&lt;br /&gt;pero tu le das la perfección a cada uno de ellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero drogarme en tus pestañas cuando el sol salga.&lt;br /&gt;quiero nadar de espalda en tus lagrimas cuando la luna aparesca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-1123414869258571245?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1123414869258571245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=1123414869258571245' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/1123414869258571245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/1123414869258571245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-lo-repitas.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-3006521357710741079</id><published>2008-08-15T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T09:39:39.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la incertidumbre la incertidumbre&lt;br /&gt;de ser, de existir pero no.&lt;br /&gt;no cambio mis sueños&lt;br /&gt;eso queria que supieras&lt;br /&gt;y no creo que ...&lt;br /&gt;algo me tiene envuelta en inseguridad e inestabilidad, algo que enrealidad siempre estubo y estará pero nunca sé bien que es exactamente. las palabras ayudan pero nunca me dejan conforme, esque a quien no le a pasado que siente mas alla de una palabra cotidiana? algo así, nunca sé bien.. un fantasma, una sombra. Y no me digas que estoy loca otra vez, que cada punto y coma que queda en tus frases se trasforma en una nube más en mi cabeza ... tanta neblina que apaga tu cirueta y me deja con más incertidumbre, y me confundes más. Tanto que ya no entiendo bien lo que es el equilibrio.&lt;br /&gt;peipakoa porfavor... para mi y para ti :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-3006521357710741079?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3006521357710741079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=3006521357710741079' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/3006521357710741079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/3006521357710741079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/08/la-incertidumbre-la-incertidumbre-de.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-1434606437185809808</id><published>2008-08-09T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:06:49.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SJ4GxFmo5gI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0HBE_bpT3nk/s1600-h/conejito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232627257438692866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SJ4GxFmo5gI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0HBE_bpT3nk/s400/conejito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si ubieras sentido como latía este corazón ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-1434606437185809808?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1434606437185809808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=1434606437185809808' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/1434606437185809808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/1434606437185809808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/08/si-ubieras-sentido-como-lata-este.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SJ4GxFmo5gI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0HBE_bpT3nk/s72-c/conejito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-1408074533202457177</id><published>2008-07-21T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:34:51.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SITYhYi9u6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/lMe4psA-nHc/s1600-h/tele.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225539535693003682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SITYhYi9u6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/lMe4psA-nHc/s200/tele.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;en que momento, en que momento fué . que te deje de mirar para empezar a observar, cuando pestañeando te hablaba, no como querias... pero te hablaba, expulsando gritos mudos, consuelo no era lo que queria... consuelo necesitaba, pero no lo queria, solo aire, solo viento, solo espacio, solo un segundo, un segundo más. y caen hojas, mojadas en tu lluvia.. espero ese arcoiris, que en mis ojos combinara colores para pintar... pintar tus pestañas y hacerte mirar de otra forma... y cuando de tanto esperar, tu y yo nos aburramos y nuestra paciencia se eleve con la neblina, mi espiritu sin encontrar su reencarnacion, seguira tan intacta en el lugar, en ese lugar... que ni el rinoseronte mas grande espantara mi sombra sentada, ni el pasto más humedo me mojara .&lt;/em&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/8152156484536018115-1408074533202457177?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1408074533202457177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=1408074533202457177' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/1408074533202457177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/1408074533202457177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/en-que-momento-en-que-momento-fu.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SITYhYi9u6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/lMe4psA-nHc/s72-c/tele.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-708189063247158162</id><published>2008-07-14T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:09:19.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EOY</title><content type='html'>Bebe mi locura,&lt;br /&gt;bebe de mi sexo ahora&lt;br /&gt;consume mi violencia&lt;br /&gt;vamos, vamos, vamos, vamos, vamos!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy el otro yo!&lt;br /&gt; Yo soy el otro yo!&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy el otro yo!&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy el otro yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca seré tu gusano!&lt;br /&gt;No Ou!&lt;br /&gt;Nunca seré tu gusano!&lt;br /&gt;Tragate mis dedos,&lt;br /&gt;tragate mi lengua ahora&lt;br /&gt;consume mi sangre infectada&lt;br /&gt;bebe de mí, bebe de mí, bebe de mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy el otro yo!&lt;br /&gt; Yo soy el otro yo!&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy el otro yo!&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy el otro yo!&lt;br /&gt;Nunca seré tu gusano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Ou! Nunca seré tu gusano!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-708189063247158162?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/708189063247158162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=708189063247158162' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/708189063247158162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/708189063247158162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/eoy.html' title='EOY'/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-8129584261508882153</id><published>2008-07-14T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:51:26.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EOY - el destino</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Debo estar bien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;la mochila se apodera de mi;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;debo estar bien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;la aventura me posee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;El destino nos marea mi amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;el destino nos marea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;el destino nos marea mi amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cuando nada te conmueve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Debo estar bien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;la explosión se apodera de mi;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;debo estar bien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;la esperanza me posee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;El destino nos marea mi amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;el destino nos marea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;el destino nos marea mi amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cuando nada te conmueve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;LALARALALALALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Debo estar bien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;la razón se apodera de mi;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;debo estar bien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;la locura me posee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;El destino nos marea mi amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;el destino nos marea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;el destino nos marea mi amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cuando nada te conmueve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;LALARALALALALA&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/8152156484536018115-8129584261508882153?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8129584261508882153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=8129584261508882153' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/8129584261508882153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/8129584261508882153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/eoy-el-destino.html' title='EOY - el destino'/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-639505332893056523</id><published>2008-07-05T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:14:21.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paranoia candyblues - boom boom kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know you think about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know you think i'm doing everytime you go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know you think about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know you think i'm doing everytime you left home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know, if youre under "that" feeling... ohh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You can try smelling the hot rain in the streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When you are under "that" feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You can try step on the dryleaf in the streets... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Oh boy, you can try... oh boy, you can try... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know you think about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know you think i'm doing everytime you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know you think about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know you think i'm doing everytime you left home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know, if youre under "that" feeling... ohh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You can try smelling the hot rain in the streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When you are under "that" feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You can try step on the dryleaf in the streets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Oh boy, you can try... oh boy, you can try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I don't know, if youre under "that" feeling... ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You can try smelling the hot rain in the streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When you are under "that" feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You can try step on the dryleaf in the streets...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Oh boy, you can try... oh boy, you can try...&lt;br /&gt;&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/8152156484536018115-639505332893056523?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/639505332893056523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=639505332893056523' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/639505332893056523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/639505332893056523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/paranoia-candyblues-boom-boom-kid.html' title='paranoia candyblues - boom boom kid'/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-5453522935107710083</id><published>2008-07-04T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:34:51.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SG5KJR4O1qI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tF6qWp1OczA/s1600-h/dia+con+mi+ni%C3%B1o+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219190541447517858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="165" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SG5KJR4O1qI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tF6qWp1OczA/s200/dia+con+mi+ni%C3%B1o+020.jpg" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tiempos de furia, tiempos de smoke, tiempos de caidas, tiempos de caras bonitas, caras bonitas pudriendose, cuerpos bonitos en el suelo, tiempos de rabia, tiempos de odio convertido en silencio, silencio convertido en más odio, tiempos de colores, de colores gastados, un color brilla brilla más que el sol, solo uno o dos o tres, pero no más. y tu y yo brillamos, mientras lo opaco nos indunda, brillamos. y motivos? no encuentro. todo puede ser motivo, pero nada lo es . tiempos de silencio, de silencio en smoke, caras feas, caras deformes, caras palidas caras felices caras drogadas de felicidad caras drogadas-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-5453522935107710083?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5453522935107710083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=5453522935107710083' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/5453522935107710083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/5453522935107710083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/tiempos-de-furia-tiempos-de-smoke_04.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SG5KJR4O1qI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tF6qWp1OczA/s72-c/dia+con+mi+ni%C3%B1o+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-3246063799343085844</id><published>2008-06-29T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:34:52.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SGfXSFYJijI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OfeIwBYsj80/s1600-h/DSC02677.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217375399013091890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SGfXSFYJijI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OfeIwBYsj80/s320/DSC02677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;un café cuando hace frio, un café para&lt;/span&gt; acompañar el silencio, un café para escuchar fun people, un café para alterar mis celulas, un café&lt;/span&gt; despues del carrete, un café para conversar, un café para no dormir, un café cuando no puedes dormir, un café para concentrarse y&lt;/span&gt; desconcentrarse, un café con arta azucar y bien cargado, un café bien batido con espumita para que paresca café cortado, un café para entibiar mis manos congeladas, un café cuando afuera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no te vez ni la nariz con la neblina, un café cuando te sientes mal, cuando te sientes bien, o cuando solo te sientes viv@, un café silencioso, uno que te hace hablar y saltar, una café &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;acostadit@ en tu cama, un café en un sillon, un café en tu patio, un cafe sentado en el suelo, un café en una vereda, un café en electivo de lenguaje, un café en recreo, un café en la mañana, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;uno a la hora de almuerzo y un café en la noche, aveces un café a cualquier hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;pero el sentido de algo tan simple lo buscas y lo encuentras tu mism@ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-3246063799343085844?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3246063799343085844/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=3246063799343085844' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/3246063799343085844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/3246063799343085844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/06/un-caf-cuando-hace-frio-un-caf-para.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SGfXSFYJijI/AAAAAAAAAC8/OfeIwBYsj80/s72-c/DSC02677.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-5559754971504214683</id><published>2008-06-08T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:53:42.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no creo en la generalizacionde las cosas , tavez si en cifras exactas o casi exactas ; tres veces voy al baño aprox. en el día , voy cinco dias de la semana al colegio sin contar los dias que falto por estar enferma, y mas diez veces lloro por semana por cualquier estupidez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-5559754971504214683?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5559754971504214683/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=5559754971504214683' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/5559754971504214683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/5559754971504214683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-creo-en-la-generalizacionde-las.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-3807036228275708194</id><published>2008-06-03T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:34:52.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SEWOEmKuLJI/AAAAAAAAACs/_dCm4opSK5g/s1600-h/1148094510_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207724753739984018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SEWOEmKuLJI/AAAAAAAAACs/_dCm4opSK5g/s320/1148094510_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;se siente tan bien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;y tan mal al mismo tiempo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;se siente tan amargo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;y tan acido . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;se siente tu sombra, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;donde nisiquiera hay luz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;aveces quiero sentir el viento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;la lluvia . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;y aveces se esconden tanto los rayos del sol, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;que solo necesito un poco de calor ... ese calor .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mi espalda es fuego de temprano expuesta al sol,mi cuerpo ampapado siente frio es sudor pero tengo la quinta apestada de inmundicias que arden y lastiman a este pobre corazon! Que de muy temprano purga con sus manostodas las malezas de su corazonque si no es de cuajo, vuelven las malezas,que ya no son buenas,volver a ver, volverte a ver!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-3807036228275708194?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3807036228275708194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=3807036228275708194' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/3807036228275708194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/3807036228275708194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/06/se-siente-tan-bien-y-tan-mal-al-mismo.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SEWOEmKuLJI/AAAAAAAAACs/_dCm4opSK5g/s72-c/1148094510_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-7138496200838184057</id><published>2008-05-25T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T12:41:43.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7259e5c7623d85de" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7259e5c7623d85de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331100597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B11C23D78153F827A1A35D7BACE85FE8E414804.5FF616E1A8510C67758AD7434061634206FA3309%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7259e5c7623d85de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfMkAui0LHDOPnkZqZfn8_q-xjmQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7259e5c7623d85de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331100597%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7B11C23D78153F827A1A35D7BACE85FE8E414804.5FF616E1A8510C67758AD7434061634206FA3309%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7259e5c7623d85de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfMkAui0LHDOPnkZqZfn8_q-xjmQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;taba en la primela fila gritando como nunca - magica la cosa esta porque noc esque unos tres años atras miraba videos de alesana pensando "malditos estupidos los de las tocatas que se quedan como si nada mirandolos.. yo! si estubiera allí  me tiro arriba de shawn me lo violo y.. " ese tipo de cosas. jojoy y el año pasado no podia creer que vendrian; pensando al mismo tiempo que se debe a la masificacion y a el poserismo que se a creado pero da lo mismo porque fui y fue lo mejor de lo mejor :) -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;un cordial saludo tambien para mi popolo que es es es todo .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-7138496200838184057?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7259e5c7623d85de&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/7138496200838184057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=7138496200838184057' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/7138496200838184057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/7138496200838184057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/taba-en-la-primela-fila-gritando-como.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-9155638310989376969</id><published>2008-05-20T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:20:09.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tú, si a ti.. se iran los cucos, se iran los spiritus, se ira todo lo gris que opaca el color, se ira el miedo, el tiempo, la gente, la destruccion, y la lluvia? la lluvia no se ira pero aremos que sea mas agradable que cualquien dia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-9155638310989376969?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/9155638310989376969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=9155638310989376969' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/9155638310989376969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/9155638310989376969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/t-si-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-4336050441058046788</id><published>2008-05-20T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:34:52.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDNoi225MxI/AAAAAAAAACA/WqF_1Glhpjg/s1600-h/boom+boom+kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202616942593651474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDNoi225MxI/AAAAAAAAACA/WqF_1Glhpjg/s400/boom+boom+kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porfin (L) sere tan feliz nuevamente con el aquí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-4336050441058046788?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4336050441058046788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=4336050441058046788' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/4336050441058046788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/4336050441058046788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/porfin-l-sere-tan-feliz-nuevamente-con.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDNoi225MxI/AAAAAAAAACA/WqF_1Glhpjg/s72-c/boom+boom+kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-3512218552544757392</id><published>2008-05-20T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T16:20:21.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;el mundo esta jodido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;llevame a casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-urgente-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;y cuando despierte espero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a tu lado estar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;asi era? ... que libro, que cosas. y no son las cosas mismas las que se dan importancia, siempre hay alguien que le da el sentido especial a todo, o sino? seria solo un monton de hojas con letras sin coherencia. a quien no le trae recuerdos una cancion, un boleto de micro, un lugar, un olor..es que en cosas como esas a las que no le damos tanta importancia, es donde se captura todo .. todo, y puede que ese sea el fin de conocer personas? porque por más que me mienta, creyendo que no valio realmente la pena conocer a tal o tal persona .. todo vale la pena, todo.. despues de hacerte caer te deja algo mas, aparte de la herida.&lt;br /&gt;por eso que sin ti las emociones de hoy no serían más que la piel muerta de las de ayer-&lt;br /&gt;tú me das nuevos sentidos y es todo lo que necesito.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-3512218552544757392?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3512218552544757392/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=3512218552544757392' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/3512218552544757392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/3512218552544757392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_20.html' title='.'/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-641797478653824273</id><published>2008-05-19T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:34:53.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDIIgm25MwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/C1jcxOStMjc/s1600-h/eterno--resplandor-de-una-m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202229875845968642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDIIgm25MwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/C1jcxOStMjc/s320/eterno--resplandor-de-una-m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "benditos sean los olvidadizos pues superan incluso sus propios errores". (Nietzsche)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- no me cuentas nada joel, yo soy un libro abierto, te lo cuento todo, cada puñetera y vergonzosa cosa... no confias en mi.&lt;br /&gt;- hablar sin cesar no significa comunicarse.&lt;br /&gt;- yo no hago eso ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-641797478653824273?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/641797478653824273/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=641797478653824273' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/641797478653824273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/641797478653824273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/benditos-sean-los-olvidadizos-pues.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDIIgm25MwI/AAAAAAAAAB4/C1jcxOStMjc/s72-c/eterno--resplandor-de-una-m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-6677090029778554789</id><published>2008-05-18T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T11:58:07.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;como escribir sentimientos, como escribir con palabras exactas lo que significa algo para ti o para él, cada uno con su propio malentendido de algo y una palabra que generaliza, y cuando siento esa presión dentro de mi garganta? cuando lo que necesito no es un "que te pasa?", tampoco es un "yo te puedo aconsejar". y cuando lo que necesito es un hombro?, un hombro que no pregunte nada, que me acompañe en silencio, que no tenga dudas sobre mi, porque solo basta mirar para entender, basta sentir para entender mejor ... una puesta de sol y otra más y otra, podria remplazar ese hombro.. maybe. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-6677090029778554789?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6677090029778554789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=6677090029778554789' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/6677090029778554789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/6677090029778554789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/como-escribir-sentimientos-como.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-7450465679319166575</id><published>2008-05-18T11:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:34:53.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDB3LG25MrI/AAAAAAAAABI/ndHpch04SmQ/s1600-h/amelieeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201788602316042930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDB3LG25MrI/AAAAAAAAABI/ndHpch04SmQ/s320/amelieeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me revolvio asta la ultima celula, pero a quien no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-7450465679319166575?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/7450465679319166575/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=7450465679319166575' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/7450465679319166575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/7450465679319166575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/me-revolvio-asta-la-ultima-celula-pero.html' title=''/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDB3LG25MrI/AAAAAAAAABI/ndHpch04SmQ/s72-c/amelieeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8152156484536018115.post-8885715352010137793</id><published>2008-05-16T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T12:17:16.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>asfggh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vivir, para caer saltar correr reir y caer nuevamente para luego levantarte, hacer como si nada y reir, tragando cada gota salada que de tus ojos deveria estar cayendo; porque tan sublime? tan compleja?, tan llena de teorias hechas por humanos que creen tener la verdad en sus manos, en sus manos secas ya de tanta sangre, de tanta aspereza, de tanta esperanza o desesperanza? ; cada humanoide estigmatiza su mente con otro ser, y todos caen denuevo, casi inconcientemente, como si no ubiera otra salida..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y si todos fueran tan buenos como tú? :)&lt;br /&gt;quizá quizá el mundo seria cuadrado y morado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8152156484536018115-8885715352010137793?l=quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8885715352010137793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8152156484536018115&amp;postID=8885715352010137793' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/8885715352010137793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8152156484536018115/posts/default/8885715352010137793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quieropeipakoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/asfggh.html' title='asfggh'/><author><name>candy blues</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13155022251209360920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_RQBlZxFLtkc/SDCnKW25MvI/AAAAAAAAABw/50NCv0j_3Ks/S220/em+yo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
