<?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-514468994986518505</id><updated>2012-01-01T13:15:13.717-03:00</updated><category term='Libros'/><category term='Sentimientos'/><category term='Canciones'/><category term='Confesiones'/><category term='Peliculas'/><title type='text'>The White Notebook</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-4232299321349621219</id><published>2011-12-06T00:24:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:29:38.923-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peliculas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Dream it. Earn it. Live it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bctqyAOU-fY/Tt6y8-1S3WI/AAAAAAAAAfI/oyikcWjBYUA/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bctqyAOU-fY/Tt6y8-1S3WI/AAAAAAAAAfI/oyikcWjBYUA/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683176540516572514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sueña&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt; por todos aquellos que no tengan esperanza suficiente para esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ni la paciencia necesaria para hacerlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; por todo lo que consideres verdadero y&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; para logralo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-4232299321349621219?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4232299321349621219/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2011/12/dream-it-earn-it-live-it.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4232299321349621219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4232299321349621219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2011/12/dream-it-earn-it-live-it.html' title='Dream it. Earn it. 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cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOuSVYe5rkQ/Top3O8_CCpI/AAAAAAAAAew/cDr_WrHl0o4/s320/anime_girl_fav4356.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659466980516825746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Qué lástima me da esa persona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;que por creer saberlo todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;se ha olvidado de lo mas importante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lástima me da porque se ha olvidado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; verdadero valor de la amistad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/514468994986518505-2285041081003100642?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2285041081003100642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2011/10/que-lastima-me-da-esa-persona-que-por.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2285041081003100642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2285041081003100642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2011/10/que-lastima-me-da-esa-persona-que-por.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HOuSVYe5rkQ/Top3O8_CCpI/AAAAAAAAAew/cDr_WrHl0o4/s72-c/anime_girl_fav4356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-7821265763899809025</id><published>2011-09-29T22:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T22:53:14.974-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Como pompas de Jabón</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q21oI-UIdVI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hablando con una de mis mejores amigas llegamos a la conclusión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;de que en realidad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;el verdadero amor no perdona,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;pero simplemente porque dentro de él&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;no existe NADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;que lastime de tal manera que necesite perdón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;...Si el amor es verdadero, no se quiebra no abandona...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-7821265763899809025?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7821265763899809025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2011/09/como-pompas-de-jabon.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7821265763899809025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7821265763899809025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2011/09/como-pompas-de-jabon.html' title='Como pompas de Jabón'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Q21oI-UIdVI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-4985846197359234804</id><published>2011-06-11T21:52:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T22:40:29.776-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8v_4O44sfjM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Know I can’t take one more step towards you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 'cause all that’s waiting is regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;And who do you think you are? Running round leaving scars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;collecting your jar of hearts and tearing love apart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;You’re gonna catch a cold from the ice inside your soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so don’t come back for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;I hear you’re asking all around if I am anywhere to be found,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but I have grown too strong to ever fall back in your arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;I learned to live half alive and now you want me one more time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;And it took so long just to feel alright,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;remember how to put back the light in my eyes...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;‘cause you broke all your promises and now you’re back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You don’t get to get me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;And who do you think you are? Running round leaving scars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;collecting your jar of hearts and tearing love apart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;You’re gonna catch a cold from the ice inside your soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Don’t come back for me. Don’t come back at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;[ Jar of Hearts - Christina Perri ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/514468994986518505-4985846197359234804?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4985846197359234804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2011/06/know-i-cant-take-one-more-step-towards.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4985846197359234804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4985846197359234804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2011/06/know-i-cant-take-one-more-step-towards.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8v_4O44sfjM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-7008991200053900263</id><published>2010-12-18T23:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:24:07.436-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>You Haven't Seen The Last of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/TQ1sXRJz4AI/AAAAAAAAAeA/TfAYrdmNlGE/s1600/Post%2BCaro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;And I m down, but I'll get up again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;on't count me out just yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; I've been brought down to my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;And I've been pushed right past the point of breaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; But I can take it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;I'll be back on my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; This is far from over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; You haven't seen the last of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; They can say that &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I won't stay around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; I gonna stand my ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;You're not gonna stop me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;You don't know me ,you don't know who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; Don't count me out so fast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; There will be no better. This is not the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm better now&lt;/span&gt; and I'll be standing on top again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; Times are hard but, I was built tough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; I'm gonna show you all what I'm made of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I'm going nowhere. I'm staying&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; no you won't see my fear, I'm not kidding around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Can't stop me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-US" &gt;[ You haven't &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;seen the last of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; - Burlesque Ost ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dedicado a Vos, que me has sabido comprender éste ultimo tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:11pt;" lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:11pt;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-7008991200053900263?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7008991200053900263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-havent-seen-last-of-me.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7008991200053900263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7008991200053900263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-havent-seen-last-of-me.html' title='You Haven&apos;t Seen The Last of Me'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/TQ1sXRJz4AI/AAAAAAAAAeA/TfAYrdmNlGE/s72-c/Post%2BCaro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-3567517118647216671</id><published>2010-07-17T01:27:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T01:57:54.238-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>I hope it gives you HELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/TEE17o4AVKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ms-QRg370F4/s1600/anime_girl_____2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/TEE17o4AVKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ms-QRg370F4/s320/anime_girl_____2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494732319069590690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I wake up every evening with a big smile on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;and it never feels out of place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;, and you're still probably working&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;at a nine to five pace... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i wonder how bad that tastes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you see my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i hope it gives you hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you walk my way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i hope it gives you hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Now wheres your picket fence love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;and wheres that shiny car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Did it ever get you far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;You never seemed so tense love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;, never seen you fall so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Truth be told i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;and truth be told im lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you see my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i hope it gives you hell. &lt;/span&gt;Wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;en you walk my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; i hope it gives you hell,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i hope it gives you hell. (...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Tomorrow you´ll be thinking to yourself: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;where did it all go wrong?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But the list goes on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;, truth be told i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; and truth be told im lying.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you'll never see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;what you've done to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; You can take back your memories, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;they're no good to me, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;nd heres &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;all your lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;. If you look me in the eyes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;with the sad, sad look&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;that you wear so well.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;If you find a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;that´s worth the damn and treats you well, then hes a fool you're just as well hope it gives you hell.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When you hear this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; and never tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;then you're the fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; im just as well&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hope it gives you hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;When you hear this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i hope that it will give you hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;You can sing along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;i hope that it puts you through hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Give you Hell - All American Rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-3567517118647216671?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3567517118647216671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hope-it-gives-you-hell.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3567517118647216671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3567517118647216671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hope-it-gives-you-hell.html' title='I hope it gives you HELL'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/TEE17o4AVKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ms-QRg370F4/s72-c/anime_girl_____2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-3876604927386883554</id><published>2010-06-14T00:43:00.023-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T01:36:08.974-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peliculas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/TBWrZxeek1I/AAAAAAAAAdo/BilUa0ui-lI/s1600/PSILoveyouviaMovieWeb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/TBWrZxeek1I/AAAAAAAAAdo/BilUa0ui-lI/s320/PSILoveyouviaMovieWeb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482476580659696466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Porqué tienes que dejar de querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; o odiar a alguien sólo porque se halla ido?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;No tengo idea de porqué aún hay peliculas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;me remueven cosas adentro y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;sale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;la inspiración de escribir o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;las ganas de llorar a mar abierto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jEqdPoAOwzk&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jEqdPoAOwzk&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoy soy una persona nueva por así decirlo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin embargo hay cosas que uno cree que puede olvidar,&lt;br /&gt;hasta entrenarse para no recordar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;pero aún así sabemos perfectamente que ocurrieron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-3876604927386883554?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3876604927386883554/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/06/porque-tienes-que-dejar-de-querer-o.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3876604927386883554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3876604927386883554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/06/porque-tienes-que-dejar-de-querer-o.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/TBWrZxeek1I/AAAAAAAAAdo/BilUa0ui-lI/s72-c/PSILoveyouviaMovieWeb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-4344148716895250281</id><published>2010-04-17T01:28:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T02:50:50.237-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Un Café Más</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S8lLvQILFxI/AAAAAAAAAdU/X92cPWUBl3U/s1600/cafe-070607-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S8lLvQILFxI/AAAAAAAAAdU/X92cPWUBl3U/s320/cafe-070607-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460979298318620434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Solo quería un café con poca azúcar, quizá un croissant. No iba por la tertulia o el flirteo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Sólo quería un café, quizá echarle algún vistazo a las malas nuevas de los diarios o sacudirme esa pereza crónica de mis  amaneceres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Juro por mí que sólo fui por un café pero te vi. Y cambiaste mi vida, mi ritmo, mi espacio, mi tiempo, mi historia, mis  sueños y todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Y me agregaste risas, dos dudas, un duende, un par de fantasmas y este amor que te tengo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Juro por mí que sólo fui por un café pero te vi. Quién iba a imaginar que esa mañana en el café yo iría a coincidir con  el milagrode pisar el mismo espacio a la misma hora que tú y, como si esto fuera  poco, que tus ojos se fijaran en mí. Juro por mí que sólo fui por un café pero te vi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Y cambiaste mi vida, mi ritmo, mi espacio, mi tiempo, mi historia, mis  sueños y todo. Y me agregaste risas, dos dudas, un duende, un par de fantasmas y este amor que te tengo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Juro por mí que sólo fui por un café pero te vi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sólo Queria Un Café - Ricardo Arjona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-4344148716895250281?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4344148716895250281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/04/un-cafe-mas.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4344148716895250281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4344148716895250281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/04/un-cafe-mas.html' title='Un Café Más'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S8lLvQILFxI/AAAAAAAAAdU/X92cPWUBl3U/s72-c/cafe-070607-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-3463077869378555534</id><published>2010-03-15T01:16:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T02:40:46.590-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peliculas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S53HClbOYfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/jdDvzDHdKaE/s1600-h/chica-triste-anime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S53HClbOYfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/jdDvzDHdKaE/s320/chica-triste-anime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448729971408134642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Se hacen fotos de los escalones de la montaña. Aparecemos sonriendo, estáticos y hasta triunfantes. No se toman fotos del camino...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;quién desea recordar el resto de ella?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Nos presionamos a nosotros mismos porque tenemos que hacerlo, no porque nos guste…La subida implacable, el dolor y la angustia de pasar al siguiente nivel... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nadie tiene fotos de eso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;, nadie desea recordar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Solo queremos recordar la vista desde la cima. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Ese momento impresionante al borde del mundo. Eso es lo que mantiene el ascenso y hace valer la pena todo el dolor... esa es la parte loca: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vale la pena cualquier cosa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;... When you can't be with the one you love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Will you stay with the one who loves you? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-3463077869378555534?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3463077869378555534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/03/se-hacen-fotos-de-los-escalones-de-la.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3463077869378555534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3463077869378555534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/03/se-hacen-fotos-de-los-escalones-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S53HClbOYfI/AAAAAAAAAc8/jdDvzDHdKaE/s72-c/chica-triste-anime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-7308441726989333002</id><published>2010-02-18T21:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:21:23.081-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peliculas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>If only...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f9LRnEaMYBo&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f9LRnEaMYBo&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;If I just lay here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Would you lay with me and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;just forget the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-7308441726989333002?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7308441726989333002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-only.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7308441726989333002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7308441726989333002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-only.html' title='If only...'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-4051695996801981192</id><published>2010-02-06T23:35:00.022-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:30:32.611-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S24-Pr0SJhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/TEiwdw3dLEo/s1600-h/LFK9BOOexos8___________2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S24-Pr0SJhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/TEiwdw3dLEo/s320/LFK9BOOexos8___________2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435350239463745042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No puedo ya disimular, nono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Te toco y empiezo a temblar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Empiezas tu a desnudarte, me miras y me pides mas.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sudados los dos, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;perdí el control&lt;/span&gt;.  Me entego&lt;br /&gt;y solo sé que te siento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yo solo se que te siento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque analice me dice que &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;una locura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sentir tu cuerpo, besar tu boca, sentir tu piel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;y cuando me tocas,&lt;/span&gt; amandonos haciendonos uno los dos. Sig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;o sintiendo ese cosquilleo y cuando te miro a la cara veo &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;que está gustandole, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;está disfrutandolo y me pide mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No hay medicina que pueda a mi curarme,&lt;br /&gt;sólo la que tu me das.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Si no me das de lo tuyo empiezo a desesperarme y me pide mas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No puedo ya disimular,nono. Te toco y empiezo a temblar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Empiezas tu a desnudarte, me miras y me pides mas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sudados los dos, perdí el control.&lt;br /&gt;Me entego y solo sé que te siento...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;yo solo se que te siento...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ella se siente muy exitada y me toca alocada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Pone en el suelo la copa y sin darnos cuenta nos quitamos la ropa,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;por encima de mi cuerpo me arropa el calor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jugueteo con ella y el juego está a su favor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yo fui el primero que encontro el sensor. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;El maquillaje y el corrector se bajan por el sudor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;y así mismo echando para afuera tu erotismo, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;me encanta cuando te desvisto. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tiene magia que utiliza el mecanismo, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;no puedo contigo mami yo ya no resisto. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No hay medicinaque pueda a mi curarme,sólo la que tu me das.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Si no me das de lo tuyo empiezo a desesperarme y me pide mas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;No puedo ya disimular, nono. Te toco y empiezo a temblar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Empiezas tu a desnudarte, me miras y me pides mas.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sudados los dos,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; perdí el control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Me entego y solo sé que te siento...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yo solo se que te siento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Wisin &amp;amp; Yandel - Te Siento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-4051695996801981192?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4051695996801981192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-puedo-ya-disimular-nono.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4051695996801981192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4051695996801981192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-puedo-ya-disimular-nono.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S24-Pr0SJhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/TEiwdw3dLEo/s72-c/LFK9BOOexos8___________2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2235891208337967844</id><published>2010-01-18T02:25:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T02:14:17.322-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>It's magic...you know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S1P3vqvV3nI/AAAAAAAAAcc/W2dWSEBpxss/s1600-h/anime_girl_boy_love_-_1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S1P3vqvV3nI/AAAAAAAAAcc/W2dWSEBpxss/s400/anime_girl_boy_love_-_1051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427954374210346610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Por el centro todos conocen la historia del mas pillo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;y la mas bella del condado.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Y aunque tiene momentos de poca gloria&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;es un cuento que merece ser contando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cuando el amor se tomo unas vacaciones&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;la vida le dio milonga y el bailo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;nunca le dijo que no a otros rocanroles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Pero Steve Ray Vaughan fue testigo de esa magia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;que los condeno a vivir eternamente &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;entre el tedio y la pasion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; el instinto y la razon, entre la perseverancia y la cruel resignacion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Esa magia que nos los va dejar ser dos amantes del monton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ninguno de los dos creia en el destino &lt;/span&gt;y este cemento para hacerse notar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; les va poniendo &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;mas piedras en el camino. &lt;/span&gt;Pero yo me juro fiel testigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; de esa magia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;que ellos seguiran &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;compartiendo eternamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;entre el tedio y la pasion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; el instinto y la razon, entre la perseverancia y la cruel resignacion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Esa magia que nos &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;los &lt;/span&gt;va dejar ser,&lt;br /&gt;nunca los va dejar ser dos amantes del monton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Historias - Las Pastillas del Abuelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-2235891208337967844?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2235891208337967844/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/01/por-el-centro-todos-conocen-la-historia.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2235891208337967844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2235891208337967844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/01/por-el-centro-todos-conocen-la-historia.html' title='It&apos;s magic...you know'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/S1P3vqvV3nI/AAAAAAAAAcc/W2dWSEBpxss/s72-c/anime_girl_boy_love_-_1051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-6077160075910815592</id><published>2010-01-12T16:59:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:26:52.380-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Q_4iVeHLUA&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Q_4iVeHLUA&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p  align="center" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Mas herido que asustado, menos triste que atontado en la avantpremiere de esta resaca extra large. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Vos pedis cambiar de aire, yo no se cambiar la cara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Vos corres el doble y yo te espero la mitad. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Siento una tremenda topadora  haciendo la vertical encima de este corazon. &lt;/span&gt;Venderia cara esta derrota pero mi coraje cabe en la pestaña de un raton. Y no puedo respirar y tengo 40.000 de fiebre un minuto antes de dejar de quererte. Y me duele la ciudad y tengo un arpon entre los dientes un minuto antes de dejar de quererte. Y es que estas ganas de irse llegaron para quedarse, le prometen besos brujos a mi soledad. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Nos debemos ese antojo y aprender a bailar tango, si es que en otra vida nos volvemos a olfatear...&lt;/span&gt; y tus manos no me escuchan y mis labios no quieren ni verte un minuto antes de dejar de quererte. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Y mi olvido no te olvida y mis miedos me desean suerte un minuto antes de dejar de quererte. &lt;/span&gt;Siento que me llenan la cara de dedos, la penumbra del deseo y las ampollas de este adios. Y no puedo masticar y tengo 50.000 de fiebre un minuto antes de dejar de quererte. Y me duele la ciudad y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;tengo tu nombre entre los dientes un minuto antes de dejar de quererte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  align="right" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Ivan Noble - Un minuto antes de dejar de quererte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&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/514468994986518505-6077160075910815592?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6077160075910815592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/01/mas-herido-que-asustado-menos-triste.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6077160075910815592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6077160075910815592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2010/01/mas-herido-que-asustado-menos-triste.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-4086377933152875679</id><published>2009-12-30T01:53:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:58:58.798-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Bendito Infierno</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYZt6g2zJ3w&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"Puedo mostrarte mi vida, pero no la mires mucho…  &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;no es que no tenga corazón, es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; que hace rato no lo uso...&lt;/span&gt; Puedo subirte a mi viaje, pero no te quedes mucho…  no es que no use el corazón, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;es que hace rato no lo escucho...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Puedo quererte el domingo, pero no me creas mucho... no es que no tenga corazón, es que hace rato no lo escucho...Puedo subirte a mi viaje, pero no te quedes mucho…  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;no es que no use el corazón, es que hace siglos no lo lustro…"&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/514468994986518505-4086377933152875679?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4086377933152875679/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/12/bendito-infierno.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4086377933152875679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4086377933152875679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/12/bendito-infierno.html' title='Bendito Infierno'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-5563928679721457852</id><published>2009-12-15T23:38:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:09:54.054-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SyhO64E1O6I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/uW4fDFBMVC0/s1600-h/bella-jacob-new-moon+++1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415665325305052066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SyhO64E1O6I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/uW4fDFBMVC0/s400/bella-jacob-new-moon+++1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Acostumbrado, equivocado no veo el cielo, está nublado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Apareciste sin que te buscara nadie,&lt;/span&gt; no esperaba encontrarte ahí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Tal vez &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tu risa&lt;/span&gt; no tenía sombras no tenía cara, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fue todo lo que ví.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me prestaste un beso, me prestaste calma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;me prestaste todo lo que me faltaba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nananana na na nananana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Tenés la receta justa para hacerme sonreír.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Y todo el tiempo, sabés lo que me asusta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;sabés lo que me gusta estar con vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Me robaste el cuerpo, me robaste el alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ya es tuya la voz con la que antes cantaba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Nananana na na nananana. Nananana na na nananana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me quitaste el sueño me quitaste el habla,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pero si estoy con vos no necesito nada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;[No Necesito Nada - No Te Va a Gustar]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-5563928679721457852?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5563928679721457852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/12/acostumbrado-equivocado-no-veo-el-cielo.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5563928679721457852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5563928679721457852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/12/acostumbrado-equivocado-no-veo-el-cielo.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SyhO64E1O6I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/uW4fDFBMVC0/s72-c/bella-jacob-new-moon+++1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-3638376893616253</id><published>2009-12-06T23:23:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:08:37.089-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Me gusta como eres ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SxxwAjqhHHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/e0ifLBpQZPk/s1600-h/ForbiddenAnimeLove_____2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SxxwAjqhHHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/e0ifLBpQZPk/s320/ForbiddenAnimeLove_____2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412324007068376178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me gusta como eres...&lt;br /&gt;Como una barca de papel que cuando se moja se hunde,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;como una manzana que al morder la cabeza me confunde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como una veleta que se mueve y al viento no obedece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me gusta como eres...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como la balanza que mide el tiempo, la soledad y el silencio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como un agujero en el cielo por donde se van los &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;sueños, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como esa cesta que tanto cuesta llenar y que se vacía al momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Me gusta como eres...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Como una herida en el corazón que no me duele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta como eres...&lt;br /&gt;Como una ventana que al cerrar deja correr el aire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;como la manta que me protege cuando el invierno llega, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como esa vela que se prende y me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;rescata &lt;/span&gt;de la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me gusta como eres...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Como la calle que siempre me lleva a ese sitio al que quiero llegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;como ese bar en la carretera en el que me paro a descansar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[Me gusta como eres- Jarabe de palo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-3638376893616253?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3638376893616253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-gusta-como-eres.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3638376893616253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3638376893616253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-gusta-como-eres.html' title='Me gusta como eres ...'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SxxwAjqhHHI/AAAAAAAAAcA/e0ifLBpQZPk/s72-c/ForbiddenAnimeLove_____2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-4439177483669194729</id><published>2009-11-27T16:35:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T17:31:36.496-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peliculas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SxA3BFGfCkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/qXVjlnJ3Fh4/s1600/677136314181198_68f727cbcb_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SxA3BFGfCkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/qXVjlnJ3Fh4/s320/677136314181198_68f727cbcb_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408883644160739906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Alex: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Le temo a todo&lt;/span&gt;. Tengo miedo de moverme. Tengo miedo de respirar.&lt;br /&gt;Tengo miedo de tocarte. No te puedo perder, no &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sobreviviría&lt;/span&gt;. Y eso es tu culpa, tu hiciste que te amara y luego morias en mis brazos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Izzie:&lt;/span&gt; Así es como te mantienes vivo. Cuando duele tanto&lt;br /&gt;que no puedes respirar, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ahí estas sobrviviendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;A veces el pasado es algo que no puedes perder y otras veces hariamos cualquier cosa por olvidar. Pero otras veces aprendemos algo nuevo sobre el pasado que &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;cambia&lt;/span&gt; todo lo que sabemos del presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;[ Grey's Anatomy ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zm4LO_UXX0I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-4439177483669194729?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4439177483669194729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/11/alex-le-temo-todo_27.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4439177483669194729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4439177483669194729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/11/alex-le-temo-todo_27.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SxA3BFGfCkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/qXVjlnJ3Fh4/s72-c/677136314181198_68f727cbcb_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2409652008518778880</id><published>2009-11-12T12:25:00.018-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:22:44.764-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SvwyEJG_KBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/x4B3MgCI6Fs/s1600-h/black_rose_by_yayaloney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403248699683842066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SvwyEJG_KBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/x4B3MgCI6Fs/s320/black_rose_by_yayaloney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Se acostumbró a su mundo,&lt;/span&gt; se separó del sol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;y se despidió del tiempo para dormir mejor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;La &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;reina de la noche&lt;/span&gt; fue la potenciación &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;y el frío del invierno nunca la perdonó. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Se despertó llorando, se &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;desilusionó &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;buscando los motivos de su desolación. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;La consecuencia grave, la desesperación &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;enfermizo juego de la transformación&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ella no entiende por qué desembocó &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;en un invierno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;su veranito de San Juan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Te veo un poco triste mi amor, no llores, es la mañana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;La depresión asesina te vino a visitar." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Se borra su sonrisa&lt;/span&gt; y me pregunta por. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Va a continuar actuando pero se muere de dolor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;La habitación de golpe le vuelve una &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;prisión.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Apaga los incendios con la resignación. (...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Se borra su sonrisa y me pregunta por. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Es el invierno nena llegó la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;depresión (...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Se borra su sonrisa y me pregunta por. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yo tengo una excusita para vivir mejor: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;un canapé de sueños, una desolación &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;y un aparato enfermo, se llama &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;corazón&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;e borra su sonrisa y me pregunta por.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Es el infierno nena llegó la depresión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tan Bionica - La Depresión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hoy por hoy puedo decir que todo ésto CAMBIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;que ya no necesito preguntar por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;El infierno se apargó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-2409652008518778880?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2409652008518778880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/11/se-acostumbro-su-mundo-se-separo-del.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2409652008518778880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2409652008518778880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/11/se-acostumbro-su-mundo-se-separo-del.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SvwyEJG_KBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/x4B3MgCI6Fs/s72-c/black_rose_by_yayaloney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-7615863554592571495</id><published>2009-11-07T01:18:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:29:38.436-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peliculas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Did you say it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SvT8lA8tuiI/AAAAAAAAAbo/VXxI_-shrYo/s1600-h/did+you+say+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SvT8lA8tuiI/AAAAAAAAAbo/VXxI_-shrYo/s320/did+you+say+it.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401219565964081698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Did you say it?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't ever want to live without you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You changed my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you say it? Make a plan. Set a goal. Work toward it, but every now and then, look around; Drink it in 'cause this is it.&lt;br /&gt;It might all be gone &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;[ Grey's Anatomy ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;... You change mi life over and over again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-7615863554592571495?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7615863554592571495/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/11/did-you-say-it.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7615863554592571495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7615863554592571495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/11/did-you-say-it.html' title='Did you say it?'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SvT8lA8tuiI/AAAAAAAAAbo/VXxI_-shrYo/s72-c/did+you+say+it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-7803517054754958502</id><published>2009-10-29T11:40:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T12:35:15.198-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Ese "ALGO" que llevamos dentro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sum1wQ5barI/AAAAAAAAAbg/OQbi124RP-0/s1600-h/ese+algo+que+llevamos+dentro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sum1wQ5barI/AAAAAAAAAbg/OQbi124RP-0/s320/ese+algo+que+llevamos+dentro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398045469154437810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Con todo lo que esta pasando en el mundo, hoy mas que nunca decidiste que hacer las cosas que quieres y ademas agrego que &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;creo que hay que hacerlas.&lt;/span&gt; Ya me conoces, sabes q soy algo cobarde con estas cosas ultimamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Eso que no sabes explicar, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;algo te está diciendo.&lt;/span&gt; Te reclaman que quieres seguir vivo. Casi todos los dias las tenemos pero son ignoradas. Tal vez si nos detenemos a entender ese simple mensaje &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;entenderiamos mas de nosotros mismos&lt;/span&gt; y de a poco, descifrando, logramos llegar a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;eso&lt;/span&gt; que siempre estuvo ahí y que vuelve. Son cosas que creiamos perdidas que &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;irrumpen en nuestros sentidos,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;pensamientos que se hacen presentes porque no pueden aguardar mas. &lt;/span&gt;Sensaciones y Pensamientos que desean ser reencontrados. Porque una vez que lo recobramos algo renace en nosotros, volvemos a sentirnos vivos. Volvemos a ser nosotros mismos. Cuando algo se nos hace presente una y otra vez señala algo bastante simple: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nunca se fue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Quiero ver tu magia con los cuatro elementos. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Quiero verte Brillar, Quiero verte volar.&lt;/span&gt; Quiero ver lo que haces con ese potencial que tienes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Confio en que puedes hacer algo maravilloso con lo que el resto de las personas llama "desperdicio". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi confianza en vos nunca se fué&lt;br /&gt;y creo que puede salir algo bueno de todo ésto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-7803517054754958502?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7803517054754958502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/10/ese-algo-que-llevamos-dentro.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7803517054754958502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7803517054754958502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/10/ese-algo-que-llevamos-dentro.html' title='Ese &quot;ALGO&quot; que llevamos dentro'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sum1wQ5barI/AAAAAAAAAbg/OQbi124RP-0/s72-c/ese+algo+que+llevamos+dentro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-5216208620654320622</id><published>2009-10-14T18:02:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:26:02.984-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/StZB37_oS5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/rs2Zu4vuLrQ/s1600-h/ghgfjghjgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/StZB37_oS5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/rs2Zu4vuLrQ/s320/ghgfjghjgh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392570033075932050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- Espera...ésto ya lo viví...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Si?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;- Si y ya sé como termina también...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Y cómo termina?- dijo acercándose hasta mi cara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;- Mal - respondí un poco triste y manteniendo la mirada en el piso.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Qué pasa?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ya te dije..ésto ya lo viví y termina mal - levanté los ojos y ahí estás, hermosamente desconcertado, esperando una respuesta coherente.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Estás bien? - preguntó ya algo asustado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; estarlo, por eso estoy aquí contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A veces uno tiene que realizar ciertas cosas para encontrar el instante en el que considera es feliz. Me resulta dificil todavía, pero ya diferencio algunos de esos mini-momentos como una fugaz mirada, que me roba de la realidad por un instante que es eterno junto a ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eres el Misterio que deseo Resolver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-5216208620654320622?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5216208620654320622/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/10/espera.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5216208620654320622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5216208620654320622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/10/espera.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/StZB37_oS5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/rs2Zu4vuLrQ/s72-c/ghgfjghjgh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2722147553765174452</id><published>2009-10-05T12:39:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T13:01:10.808-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Decídete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SsoXogMNfoI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xHZg_CEohiI/s1600-h/decidete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SsoXogMNfoI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xHZg_CEohiI/s320/decidete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389145888705576578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"(...) Antes de perder de vista mi camino &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;quiero mirarte un poco y soñar&lt;/span&gt; que el destino es junto a ti mi amor.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Quédate un segundo aquí a hacerme compañía,&lt;/span&gt; quédate tantito mas quiero sentirte mía y&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; abrázame&lt;/span&gt;. Hoy me he dado cuenta que no había sentido tanto miedo antes, que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yo no decido&lt;/span&gt; (...), yo no quiero tu compasión quiero que estés conmigo hasta que me haya ido. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dame una razón para quedarme &lt;/span&gt;(...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Abrazame - Camila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Si mañana te vas, mañana te olvido.&lt;br /&gt;Si mañana me amas, me escapo contigo.&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/514468994986518505-2722147553765174452?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2722147553765174452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/10/decidete.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2722147553765174452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2722147553765174452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/10/decidete.html' title='Decídete'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SsoXogMNfoI/AAAAAAAAAbA/xHZg_CEohiI/s72-c/decidete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-6072622196478531828</id><published>2009-09-22T22:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:40:15.683-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>=/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;lguien me ha dicho que la soledad se esconde tras tus ojos y que tu blusa atora sentimientos que respiras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Tenés que comprender que no puse tus miedos donde están guardados y que no podré quitártelos si al hacerlo me desgarras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;No quiero soñar mil veces las mismas cosas ni contemplarlas sabiamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Quiero que me trates suavemente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Te comportas de acuerdo con lo que te dicta cada momento y esa inconstancia,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; no es algo heróico &lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Es más bien algo enfermo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;No quiero soñar mil veces las mismas cosas ni contemplarlas sabiamente.&lt;/span&gt; Quiero que me trates suavemente.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Suavemente, suavemente, suavemente...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;[Tratame suavemente - Soda Estero ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-6072622196478531828?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6072622196478531828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6072622196478531828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6072622196478531828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='=/'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2646354993325873853</id><published>2009-09-06T22:53:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:50:52.336-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SqRnvcWL20I/AAAAAAAAAYA/X-QyetnMzDY/s1600-h/el+principito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SqRnvcWL20I/AAAAAAAAAYA/X-QyetnMzDY/s320/el+principito.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378537919747971906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hice un pequeño viaje. Fue relajante poder salir de mi ciudad aunq sea unas horas y ver todo desde otro lado, desde otra perspectiva y tuve la suerte de pasar una hermosa tarde en compañia de mis amigas. Ya al regresar miré por la ventana y me quedé pensando en lo hermoso que es un Atardecer &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;¿Alguna vez dejaron 5 minutos lo que estaban haciendo sólo para mirarlo? &lt;/span&gt;Me quedé pensando también en que muchas personas de las que conozco prefieren un Atardecer antes que el Amanecer.. ¿Porqué? Sé que puede sonar ridicula mi pregunta y que para algunos puede ser exactamente lo mismo (xq me lo han &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;dicho) pero para mi no..&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Un Amanecer me parece mucho mas bello que el Atardecer.&lt;/span&gt; Es mas lindo ver cuando las cosas naces que cuando mueren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;. Soy una persona q disfruta mucho de pasear de noche y apreciar un Amanecer es totalmente maravilloso para mi, no es solo que el sol salga, sino el inicio de un nuevo día y la oportunidad de hacer las cosas que en el ayer no hice. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Es un renacer. Un comienzo. &lt;/span&gt;Ojalá todos puedan disfrutar de algo así alguna vez como lo hace "El Principito" que para ver muchos Atardeceres en un mismo dia lleva su sillita por todos lados. Ojalá todos apreciaran las cosas sencillas que la naturaleza nos brinda. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Para mi hoy representó un rayo de luz mostrándome una posible salida del laberinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;... cada pedacito q junto de mi corazon se transforma en polvo con el pasar de los dias ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Detesto aún extrañarte&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/514468994986518505-2646354993325873853?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2646354993325873853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/09/hice-un-pequeno-viaje.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2646354993325873853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2646354993325873853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/09/hice-un-pequeno-viaje.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SqRnvcWL20I/AAAAAAAAAYA/X-QyetnMzDY/s72-c/el+principito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-9131080370820814117</id><published>2009-08-31T12:37:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:13:12.022-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>I'm Here With You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SpwDWNQBSMI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ab3uVzwLLDg/s1600-h/quedate+conmigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SpwDWNQBSMI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ab3uVzwLLDg/s320/quedate+conmigo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376175735222388930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" Si no ves el sol, si se cierra tu corazón, si la esperanza no llegó,&lt;br /&gt;cerca de ti me quedo yo. Si un amor pasó, si el destino te traicionó, si la alegría se escondió, A tu costado sigo, Yo voy a estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuando te falten las ganas, cuando la sombra se apague,&lt;br /&gt;en tu mirar voy a estar. &lt;/span&gt;Como la brisa en tu cara, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;como una noche de estrellas frente al mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; Voy a estar junto a ti voy a estar.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no dudes más sabes bien que podrás confiar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tienes mi fuerza y mi valor y si te quema el frío,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yo voy a estar.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(Voy a estar - Reik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;...Para &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;los amigos&lt;/span&gt; que recorren el mismo camino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-9131080370820814117?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/9131080370820814117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-here-with-you.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/9131080370820814117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/9131080370820814117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-here-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m Here With You'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SpwDWNQBSMI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Ab3uVzwLLDg/s72-c/quedate+conmigo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-8559987026246251809</id><published>2009-08-21T21:47:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:33:06.146-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>I want to hold your hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/So9kd5XfZlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/9qErXuoJnRQ/s1600-h/i+want+to+hold+your+hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/So9kd5XfZlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/9qErXuoJnRQ/s320/i+want+to+hold+your+hand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372623345254622802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Cuando la noche haya llegado y la tierra sea oscura y la luna sea la única luz que vemos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;no tendré miedo siempre y cuando vos estés a mi lado. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Si el cielo que miramos se cayera y las montañas se derrumbaran hacia el mar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;no lloraré siempre y cuando estés a mi lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Stand by me - J.Lennon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Quédate conmigo, &lt;/span&gt;nadie sabe como va a resultar todo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;y déjame tomar tu mano como alguien alguna vez tomó la mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-8559987026246251809?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8559987026246251809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-to-hold-your-hand.html#comment-form' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8559987026246251809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8559987026246251809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-to-hold-your-hand.html' title='I want to hold your hand'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/So9kd5XfZlI/AAAAAAAAAXo/9qErXuoJnRQ/s72-c/i+want+to+hold+your+hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-4147107473184722418</id><published>2009-08-18T00:00:00.017-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:04:56.603-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Soo0WnObhYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0EC8FvwYW_Q/s1600-h/love71_____2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Soo0WnObhYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0EC8FvwYW_Q/s320/love71_____2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371163068684010882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Vieron cuando te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sentís&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; a la deriva por el camino, medio perdido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;y de repente te cruzas con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; una persona igual de perdida que vos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Al principio la miraba con cara extraña,como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;preguntándome que era tan grave para tenerla así de mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Después pasado el tiempo, me di cuenta de que consideraba que estaba sola rondando por los caminos y que no iba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a poder encontrar otra alma tan perdida como la mia, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hoy veo que me equivoqué.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Cómo puede ser, que aún estando desorientada como estoy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;desee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; con todas mis fuerzas ayudar al que está sin rumbo?&lt;/span&gt;No entiendo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sencillamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; no entiendo como me nace esa preocupación, esas ganas de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;querer escuchar sus problemas e intentar mostrarle una posible solución. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;No entiendo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; ni yo puedo hacer eso por mi ahora.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;¿Cómo me va a salir por otro?&lt;/span&gt;¿Será que me moviliza ver a las personas en éste estado?Por ahora, sólo canalizo mi preocupación por terceros en la escritura,&lt;br /&gt;mas adelante veré que hago....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-4147107473184722418?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4147107473184722418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/08/vieron-cuando-te-sentis-la-deriva-por.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4147107473184722418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4147107473184722418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/08/vieron-cuando-te-sentis-la-deriva-por.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Soo0WnObhYI/AAAAAAAAAXg/0EC8FvwYW_Q/s72-c/love71_____2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-4400532009306490071</id><published>2009-08-11T20:05:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:27:32.778-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SoH-DT2qTDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/q22gR70UUHE/s1600-h/5E_5E00anime_girls110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SoH-DT2qTDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/q22gR70UUHE/s320/5E_5E00anime_girls110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368851563624942642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No tengo ganas de nada. &lt;/span&gt;Escribo solamente xq necesito sacarme lo que tengo adentro,xq ya ni ganas de escribir tengo. Estoy&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; RE&lt;/span&gt; podrida, pero podrida enserio, de ponerle &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;al mal tiempo buena cara. &lt;/span&gt;¿Porqué tengo que poner buena cara si la nube que tengo arriba de la cabeza no deja de lloverme? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;NO KIERO PONER BUENA CARA¿y qué?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Estoy cansada de mirar todo con positivimo para que todo sea mejor cada día. No es mejor cada día, todas las mañanas me digo &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"hoy puede ser un gran dia"&lt;/span&gt; ¿Para qué?si sigue siendo todo lo mismo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Estoy cansada de sentir que todo me sale mal pero decir &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"por algo será"&lt;/span&gt;¿Porqué sale mal?no obtengo una respuesta clara de ninguno de mis sentidos como para decir ahh!por esto era!que tarada que fui,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;FloR*&lt;/span&gt; bobaa, etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No siento ganas de seguir regalando mi sonrisa.&lt;/span&gt; ¿Para qué? si de un hondaso me la sacan...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Intento, intento, busco cambios, cambio las cosas de lugar, hago cosas todos los dias, dibujo, escribo, juego con mis mascotas, que se yo que mas hago todos los dias aparte de ir a estudiar. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Busco los cambios xq no me kiero sentar a esperarlos, ya se tardan demasiado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Creo firmemente en que voy a enloquecer&lt;/span&gt;, haga lo que haga siento que enloquezco. Cada cosa realizada, cada meta nueva no me satisface. No tengo nada por lo que pelear dia a dia,por eso me lo impogo y por eso me importa tanto conseguirlo, xq me importa no bajar los brazos pero ya &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no tengo fuerzas. &lt;/span&gt;Ya no creo en los pekeños versos que escribi de chica, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ya no creo ni en mí&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/514468994986518505-4400532009306490071?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4400532009306490071/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/08/nada.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4400532009306490071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4400532009306490071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/08/nada.html' title='Nada'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SoH-DT2qTDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/q22gR70UUHE/s72-c/5E_5E00anime_girls110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-8977309077286468280</id><published>2009-07-21T23:25:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T03:18:09.777-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Nunca Más =S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SmaW0nux-BI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qKUrpQemnZ4/s1600-h/behind+these+hazel+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SmaW0nux-BI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qKUrpQemnZ4/s320/behind+these+hazel+eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361138237193713682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Parece que fue ayer cuando eras una parte de mí. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Estaba tan orgullosa, solía ser tan fuerte.&lt;/span&gt; Tus brazos a mi alrededor apretándome. Todo  se sentía tan bien,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; irrompible&lt;/span&gt;, como si nada pudiera salir mal.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Ahora no puedo respirar.&lt;/span&gt; No, no puedo dormir, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;apenas &lt;/span&gt;puedo resistir. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Aquí estoy una vez más, estoy hecha pedazos. No puedo negarlo, no puedo fingir. Pensé que eras el indicado. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Destrozada por dentro, pero no verás las lágrimas que lloro detrás de estos ojos avellana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Te lo dije todo, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me abrí completamente y te dejé entrar&lt;/span&gt;. Me hiciste sentirme bien por una vez en mi vida, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ahora todo lo que queda de mí es lo que pretendo ser:&lt;/span&gt; tan tranquila, pero tan rota por dentro porque no puedo respirar. No, no puedo dormir, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;apenas&lt;/span&gt; puedo resistir.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Trágame después escúpeme. Por odiarte, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me culpo a mi misma. &lt;/span&gt;Ahora verte me mata. No, no lloro por fuera. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;No más...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Behind these hazel eyes - Kelly Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Video:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VCEc1u3SIYM"&gt; &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VCEc1u3SIYM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hace falta que de nuevo me rompas el corazon para que vuelva a escribir,&lt;br /&gt;ya bastante roto lo tengo y es gracias a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-8977309077286468280?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8977309077286468280/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/07/nunca-mas-s.html#comment-form' title='19 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8977309077286468280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8977309077286468280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/07/nunca-mas-s.html' title='Nunca Más =S'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SmaW0nux-BI/AAAAAAAAAXA/qKUrpQemnZ4/s72-c/behind+these+hazel+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-8860760926747769140</id><published>2009-07-15T00:21:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T02:04:23.251-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Infusiones para Olvidar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sl1fwhiryYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/lF3QXRYouyI/s1600-h/te+verdee+klslsdk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sl1fwhiryYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/lF3QXRYouyI/s320/te+verdee+klslsdk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358544418882963842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Yo no se como decirte que te busqué sorteando el tiempo y el dolor.&lt;br /&gt;No sé si acaso existe una razón para olvidar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Y cada día fue tan largo y en la soledad no había nada que perder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cada día es un paso para entender que hay un respiro en el amor.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tuve más de lo que deseado, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ya descendí  del cielo a los infiernos,&lt;/span&gt; pretendí la poesía y me perdí en un todavía. Y ahora creo que no fue en vano y ahora creo que&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; todo es real.&lt;/span&gt; No me creerían si digo que te soñé. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Y cada día fue tan largo y en la soledad no había nada que perder. Y cada día es un paso para entender que hay un respiro en el amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Té Verde - Cuentos Borgeanos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;De mas esta decir &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"te extraño"&lt;/span&gt; y el resto de cursilerías, no insistas en lo que hace daño&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;es otra frase de tu autoría y aunque he pagado los impuestos, de esta bancarrota q es vivir sin ti, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ya no me queda presupuesto para otro invierno sin que estés aquí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tocando Fondo- Ricardo Arjona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Gracias Indi por ayudarme con ésta publicacion ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-8860760926747769140?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8860760926747769140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/07/infusiones-para-olvidar.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8860760926747769140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8860760926747769140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/07/infusiones-para-olvidar.html' title='Infusiones para Olvidar'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sl1fwhiryYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/lF3QXRYouyI/s72-c/te+verdee+klslsdk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-6494678337930112068</id><published>2009-07-09T20:34:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:42:15.852-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Do you know what its like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sla4dkE9B9I/AAAAAAAAAVY/TaOX_A3FSeE/s1600-h/017victoriafrancesor2____________2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sla4dkE9B9I/AAAAAAAAAVY/TaOX_A3FSeE/s320/017victoriafrancesor2____________2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356671624843954130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;¿Alguna vez te has sentido al borde del colapso? ¿Alguna vez te has sentido fuera de lugar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Como si de alguna forma no pertenecieras ahí y nadie te entiendiera. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;¿Alguna vez has deseado escapar? ¿Te encerraste en tu habitación con la radio encendida tan alta que nadie te oyó gritar?&lt;/span&gt; No, no sabes como es eso. Cuando nada parece ir bien. Tú no sabes como es ser como yo. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Estar herido, sentirse perdido. Ser abandonado en la oscuridad. Ser pateado cuando estás hundido. Sentirse como si hubieras sido maltratado. Estar en el límite del colapso sin nadie ahí para salvarte.&lt;/span&gt; No, tú no sabes como es. Bienvenido a mi vida.  ¿Quieres ser otra persona? ¿Estás harto de sentirte excluido? ¿Estás desesperado de encontrar algo más antes de que tu vida se acabe? ¿Estás atrapado en un mundo que odias? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;¿Estás cansado de todos los que te rodean, con sus grandes falsas sonrisas y estúpidas mentiras, mientras en tu interior estás sangrando?&lt;/span&gt; (...) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Nadie te mintió directamente en tu cara! Nadie te apuñaló por la espalda! Puedes pensar que soy feliz, pero no voy a estar bien!! &lt;/span&gt;Todos te dieron siempre lo que querías, nunca tuviste que trabajar. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Siempre estaba ahí! &lt;/span&gt;Tú no sabes como es, como es estar herido, sentirse perdido. Ser abandonado en la oscuridad. Ser pateado cuando estás hundido. Sentirse como si hubieras sido maltratado. Estar en el límite del colapso sin nadie ahí para salvarte. No, tú no sabes como es. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Bienvenido a mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Welcome to my life - Simple Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I04W2fE08gQ"&gt;Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I04W2fE08gQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Para ser &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Feliz&lt;/span&gt; solo debes entender que eres parte del dolor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Y cuando despertemos tristes, solo debes entender que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;el remedio es el amor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuanto hay de cambio en un día y cuanto de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Felicidades - Cuentos Borgeanos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-6494678337930112068?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I04W2fE08gQ' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6494678337930112068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/07/alguna-vez-te-has-sentido-al-borde-del.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6494678337930112068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6494678337930112068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/07/alguna-vez-te-has-sentido-al-borde-del.html' title='Do you know what its like?'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sla4dkE9B9I/AAAAAAAAAVY/TaOX_A3FSeE/s72-c/017victoriafrancesor2____________2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2869407623452929675</id><published>2009-06-26T21:10:00.019-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:08:21.732-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Aprenderás</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SkrDZxCDy6I/AAAAAAAAAUo/zvCHzDZxmSw/s1600-h/hada_terror_____2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Después de algun tiempo aprenderás la diferencia entre dar la mano y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;socorrer a un alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;, y aprenderás que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no significa apoyarse, y que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;compañía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no siempre significa seguridad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Comenzarás a aceptar tus derrotas con la cabeza erguida y la mirada al frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y aprenderñas que el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; tiene la costumbre de caer en el vacío.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Después de un tiempo aprenderás que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;el sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;quema si te expones demasiado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aceptarás&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;incluso que las personas buenas podrían herirte alguna vez y necesitarás perdonarlas. Aprenderás que hablar puede&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;aliviar los dolores del alma ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"   lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aprenderás que las  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nuevas amistades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;continúan creciendo a pesar de las distancias, y que no importa que es lo que tienes,sino a quien tienes en la vida, y que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;os buenos amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;son la familia que nos permitimos elegir. Te darás cuenta que puedes pasar buenos momentos con tu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mejor amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;haciendo cualquier cosa o simplemente nada, solo por el placer de disfrutar de su compañía. Descrubrirás que se lleva mucho tiempo para llegar a ser&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;la persona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;que quieres ser, y que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;el tiempo es corto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Descubrirás que algunas veces, la persona que esperas que te patee cuando te caes, tal vez sea una d las pocas personas que te ayuden a levantarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aprenderás que hay mucho de tus padres en ti de lo que supones.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aprenderás que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;cuando sientes rabia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tienes derecho a tenerla, pero eso no te da el derecho a ser cruel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aprenderás que no importa en cuantos pedazos tu corazón se partió, el mundo no se detiene para que lo arregles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Aprenderás que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;el tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;no es algo que pueda volver hacia atrás, por lo tanto, debes cultivar tu propio jardín y decorar tu alma, en vez de esperar que alguien te traiga flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"   lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;...Entonces y solo entonces sabrás realmente lo que puedes soportar; que eres fuerte y que podrás ir mucho mas lejos de lo que pensabas cuando creías que no se podía mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"   lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"   lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Aprenderás  - William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;(Fragmentos)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ES-AR" style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"   lang="ES-AR"&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-2869407623452929675?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2869407623452929675/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/06/aprenderas.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2869407623452929675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2869407623452929675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/06/aprenderas.html' title='Aprenderás'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SkrDZxCDy6I/AAAAAAAAAUo/zvCHzDZxmSw/s72-c/hada_terror_____2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-3708554573489694553</id><published>2009-06-21T23:10:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:36:10.101-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Big Girls Don't CRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sj8J01zgIdI/AAAAAAAAAUY/1qY7e4EAefM/s1600-h/chika+acostada+blanka2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sj8J01zgIdI/AAAAAAAAAUY/1qY7e4EAefM/s400/chika+acostada+blanka2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350005685740380626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hay un lugar al que me voy cuando estoy triste,es un lugar dentro de mi que nunca viste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Me lo invente para irme cuando estoy triste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Un laberinto sin final donde me pierdo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;corro y corro sin parar y no te encuentro. Y aunque de vos quiera escapar, siempre me acuerdo que existe en mi algun lugar donde te tengo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hoy me puse a recordar, entre fotos y canciones decidí escribir y en un rio de emociones otra vez me puse a llorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I remember shooting stars, the walk we took that night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your wish came true,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;mine betrayed me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-3708554573489694553?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3708554573489694553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-girls-dont-cry.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3708554573489694553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3708554573489694553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-girls-dont-cry.html' title='Big Girls Don&apos;t CRY'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sj8J01zgIdI/AAAAAAAAAUY/1qY7e4EAefM/s72-c/chika+acostada+blanka2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-6357975894732020140</id><published>2009-06-14T23:52:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:35:17.878-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SjXBcI4JNzI/AAAAAAAAATw/REfscSI9grQ/s1600-h/image057-2________3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SjXBcI4JNzI/AAAAAAAAATw/REfscSI9grQ/s400/image057-2________3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347392821735798578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;La&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Felicidad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;es algo tan simple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;q a veces no nos damos cuenta q está ahi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;bien cerca nuestro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;y no verla es nuestro error.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Yo ya no quiero equivocarme mas...&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/514468994986518505-6357975894732020140?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6357975894732020140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/06/la-felicidad-es-algo-tan-simple-q-veces.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6357975894732020140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6357975894732020140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/06/la-felicidad-es-algo-tan-simple-q-veces.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SjXBcI4JNzI/AAAAAAAAATw/REfscSI9grQ/s72-c/image057-2________3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2835035572518626152</id><published>2009-06-05T15:05:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:00:34.726-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>¿Let it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Silqgcfrt5I/AAAAAAAAATY/isS6F5kvmf4/s1600-h/chica+con+mariposa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Silqgcfrt5I/AAAAAAAAATY/isS6F5kvmf4/s320/chica+con+mariposa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343919538489243538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Los extrañaba...sisi,no se sorprendan =) extrañaba escribir cosas lind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;as,sencillas,etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;¿Pensé muchisimas cosas estos dias saben?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo una amiga,que está pasando un momento parecido al que yo pasé al hacer este blog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Se pasa haciendo las mismas preguntas sin respuestas que yo a vecees me sigo haciendo e inte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nto ayudarla desde lo que yo ya pasé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;,pero sinceramente siento que no puedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;¿Como ayudar a tu hermana del alma a no caerse si tu misma ya estás cayendo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Podemos encontrarnos en esa caida libre y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;caer juntas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;pero seguiria siendo algo que no quisiera que pasara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;¿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Como decirle todo pasa si no sientes que tienes certeza de eso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;...Ya nose como decirle que el amor aún existe si ni yo misma creo en esas cosas por el momento...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son tantas cosas las q quiero decirle para que no sufra tanto,pero no me salen=S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Seré totalmente egoísta si desido guardarlas para que ella tenga su propia experiencia y la vida la sorprenda? &lt;/span&gt;Obviamente esas sorpresas tal vez no son buenas,pero de eso se trata, de controlar nuestro propio destino e ir escribiendolo de cada caida como de cada vez q te levantas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Quisiera que me respondan esa pregunta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Es algo que me cuestiono desde que me entere que mi amiga estaba mal,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ni siquiera me sale hablarle cuando la veo&lt;/span&gt; xq no creo en lo que deberia decirle para hacerla sentir mejor y&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; sinceramente &lt;/span&gt; me siento una mala amiga.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Es raro poder ayudar a otras personas con lo que escribo y no poder decirle ni una palabra de consuelo a mi amiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;,mi hermana del alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sé que en algun momento vas a leer todo ésto, porque yo misma sabiendo que esta situacion hiba a pasar,te dije que miraras mi blog cuando te sientas sin paracaídas. Por eso aprovecho para pedirte&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;perdón amiga=(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;mis mas sinceras disculpas,de verdad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Quisiera que no pases por ésto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;, ni siquiera que estés cerca de sentir todo lo que yo senti, no lo mereces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Sos una persona maravillosa que agradezco tener en mi vida y espero poder sostenerte el paragüas o por lo menos estar al lado tuyo mientras a ambas nos moja la lluvia de esta tormenta por la que pasamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-2835035572518626152?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2835035572518626152/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-it-be.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2835035572518626152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2835035572518626152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-it-be.html' title='¿Let it be?'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Silqgcfrt5I/AAAAAAAAATY/isS6F5kvmf4/s72-c/chica+con+mariposa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-7561575697227872000</id><published>2009-05-23T13:19:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:16:50.837-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Hasta Pronto =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Shg8PZLaBUI/AAAAAAAAATI/xDiGu0zrTtM/s1600-h/flwut_ignatievaanna-dibujo-hadas8-agua-full_rsc_________2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Shg8PZLaBUI/AAAAAAAAATI/xDiGu0zrTtM/s320/flwut_ignatievaanna-dibujo-hadas8-agua-full_rsc_________2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339083593402156354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Es muy raro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;   Tengo ganas de escribir, pero a la hora de sentarme acá y redactar, no me sale nada. Siento que es todo muy diferente  y sentarme a leer algo ya escrito por alguien me gusta mas que sentarme a escribir algo propio...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Nose bien que mierda es lo que me está pasando por la cabeza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;pero tengo tantas cosas que contar, que decir y nose como empezar a redactarlas =(. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Pasaron muchas cosas desde la ultima vez que me puse a escribir así para el blog, estoy algo saturada sinceramente. Mas que nada por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;la facu,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me ha quitado la creatividad para escribir con tantas formalidades. Estoy mucho mas acostumbrada a hacer el tipo de publicaciones que vienen viendo y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;no a limitarme&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;con márgenes, imágenes, tipo de letra, etc. es algo que simplemente me ha agotado y al unico lugar donde veia que podia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"liberarme"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; es éste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;   Peeeero todo tiene un&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;tiempo..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y por lo menos por el momento, a este lugar se le acabó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Quizas vuelva en unos cuantos dias, cuando ya no tenga este sentimiento de carga a la hora de escribir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;   R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;ealmente me encanta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;tener un espacio que sea mio y que guste a otras personas, capaz hasta ayudó en algunos momentos, y me siento orgullosa de decir :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;SI, este es mi blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;   Asi que les agradezco por seguirme, por darme esos hermosos premios que presento aqui al lado, por todo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Pero mas que nada, les agradezco por ayudarme =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Les dejo un beso y un abrazo a todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Los Quiere, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;FloR*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-7561575697227872000?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7561575697227872000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/05/hasta-pronto.html#comment-form' title='16 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7561575697227872000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7561575697227872000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/05/hasta-pronto.html' title='Hasta Pronto =)'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Shg8PZLaBUI/AAAAAAAAATI/xDiGu0zrTtM/s72-c/flwut_ignatievaanna-dibujo-hadas8-agua-full_rsc_________2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-6298029147780875918</id><published>2009-05-18T22:03:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:58:38.279-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Yo no las entiendo U_U</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/ShITujr2noI/AAAAAAAAAS4/UmA147_Eps8/s1600-h/rosado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/ShITujr2noI/AAAAAAAAAS4/UmA147_Eps8/s400/rosado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337350198961544834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...El &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Corazón&lt;/span&gt; tiene &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Razones&lt;/span&gt; que la &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Razón&lt;/span&gt; no entiende...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-6298029147780875918?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6298029147780875918/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6298029147780875918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6298029147780875918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Yo no las entiendo U_U'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/ShITujr2noI/AAAAAAAAAS4/UmA147_Eps8/s72-c/rosado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2988235472719640077</id><published>2009-05-05T22:30:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:23:57.668-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Ando Buscando</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SgECUbThsDI/AAAAAAAAASw/q6fvA5GA0jI/s1600-h/colarge+para+el+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 385px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SgECUbThsDI/AAAAAAAAASw/q6fvA5GA0jI/s400/colarge+para+el+blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332545983733674034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Debo contar lo que quiero contar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Que ando loca buscando una isla en el mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Que la razon es un algo que ya no me importan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Que estoy cansada de oirme gritar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Que he colgado los guantes que no aguanto mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ando buscando una flor que me diga que hoy es primavera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando buscando los cuatro segundos que ya no me quedan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tantas cosas que quiero saber y no encuentro respuesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Que hay imposibles que un dia consiges sin darte cuenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;4 segundos - Amaia Montero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debo contar lo que quiero contar&lt;br /&gt;que ando buscando una forma de andar &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;siempre a mi manera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-2988235472719640077?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2988235472719640077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/05/debo-contar-lo-que-quiero-contar-que.html#comment-form' title='14 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2988235472719640077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2988235472719640077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/05/debo-contar-lo-que-quiero-contar-que.html' title='Ando Buscando'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SgECUbThsDI/AAAAAAAAASw/q6fvA5GA0jI/s72-c/colarge+para+el+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-9043038620490593216</id><published>2009-04-29T10:36:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:48:41.808-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Wild Horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sfhnzp1k8uI/AAAAAAAAARY/TwmDcFk9yi8/s1600-h/2400-3378%7EWild-Horses-Posters____2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sfhnzp1k8uI/AAAAAAAAARY/TwmDcFk9yi8/s400/2400-3378%7EWild-Horses-Posters____2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330124296094544610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt; 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color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;"You watched me suffer, a dull aching pain (...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;No sweeping exits,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; or offstage lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Can make me feel bitter or treat you unkind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;And wild horses, couldn't me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Faith has been broken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; tears must be cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's do some living, atfer we die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;And wild horses, couldn't drag me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;And wild wild horses, we'll ride them someday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Horses - Rollings Stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;link style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt; 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	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Buscando dentro de mi esa escencia que perdí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"   lang="ES-AR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&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/514468994986518505-9043038620490593216?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/9043038620490593216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/04/wild-horse.html#comment-form' title='11 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/9043038620490593216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/9043038620490593216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/04/wild-horse.html' title='Wild Horse'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sfhnzp1k8uI/AAAAAAAAARY/TwmDcFk9yi8/s72-c/2400-3378%7EWild-Horses-Posters____2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2198467360959620920</id><published>2009-04-16T01:12:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:57:14.612-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Fighter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SefMOl7mDKI/AAAAAAAAARI/XdOJ1tvqFBc/s1600-h/guerrera_anime_____2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 374px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SefMOl7mDKI/AAAAAAAAARI/XdOJ1tvqFBc/s400/guerrera_anime_____2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325449635461205154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You probably think that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I hold resentment for you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;but...&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;you're wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I wouldn't know just how capable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;To pull through,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So I wanna say&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Cause it makes me that &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;much stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Makes me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;work a little bit harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It makes me that &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;much wiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So thanks for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;making me a fighter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Made me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;learn a little bit faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Made &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my skin a little bit thicker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It makes me that &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;much smarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So thanks for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;making me a fighter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Fighter - Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Porque decir perdón me cuesta y solo se lo digo a las personas q me importan&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/514468994986518505-2198467360959620920?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2198467360959620920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/04/fighter.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2198467360959620920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2198467360959620920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/04/fighter.html' title='Fighter'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SefMOl7mDKI/AAAAAAAAARI/XdOJ1tvqFBc/s72-c/guerrera_anime_____2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-5124166145072577569</id><published>2009-04-02T23:15:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:03:41.498-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Hoy Quiero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SdV7sDWWbrI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pizZXG8SufI/s1600-h/anime32________2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SdV7sDWWbrI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pizZXG8SufI/s400/anime32________2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320294531551620786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;No son muchas cosas las que pido ni creo q sean dificiles de conseguir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uiero despertar en un mundo agradable.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Q&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;uiero darme &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Libertad(...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Solo quiero aquí estar. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Este es mi sueño y el de muchos mas&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Esta es mi casa donde quiero estar, calmar mi sed...viajar en paz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Necesito darme un espacio en el tiempo"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(Serú Giran - Mundo Agradable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Quiero &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;cambiar mis estrellas de lugar &lt;/span&gt;para que mi destino sea diferente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Quiero&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; despertar y sentir &lt;/span&gt;que todo esto vale la pena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Éste es mi deseo de Cumpleaños&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/514468994986518505-5124166145072577569?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5124166145072577569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoy-quiero.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5124166145072577569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5124166145072577569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoy-quiero.html' title='Hoy Quiero'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SdV7sDWWbrI/AAAAAAAAAQI/pizZXG8SufI/s72-c/anime32________2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-4412993759825362179</id><published>2009-03-25T23:17:00.020-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:17:59.772-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Abrázame por favor=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Scry9uKwmxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/b-QnShHKH9w/s1600-h/004TNB_Ryan_Gosling_092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Scry9uKwmxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/b-QnShHKH9w/s400/004TNB_Ryan_Gosling_092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317329452243393298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Necesito tanto un abrazo tuyo..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;y lo peor es q no me animo a pedirteló&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;por mis sentimientos encontrados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; por mis dudas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por mis benditos porques&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a los que aun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; no tenes respuesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No creas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; q no tengo en claro la situacion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;sino q en momentos como este&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;me gustaria estar confinada con vos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;en el fin del mundo si es necesario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;solo para tenerte 5 minutos en silencio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;y &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;juntos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;mirarnos en la oscuridad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;mientras sostienes mi cabeza con tu pecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No tienes idea de lo que es mi vida en este momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;y me encantaria tenerte a mi lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;solo para sentir tu mano agarrando la mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-4412993759825362179?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4412993759825362179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/03/abrazame-por-favor.html#comment-form' title='17 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4412993759825362179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4412993759825362179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/03/abrazame-por-favor.html' title='Abrázame por favor=('/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Scry9uKwmxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/b-QnShHKH9w/s72-c/004TNB_Ryan_Gosling_092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-6410688953421564257</id><published>2009-03-21T14:08:00.019-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:29:49.853-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Querida Amiga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/ScUiLp2Ro6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/wT_I6E31FBU/s1600-h/anime-2-1____2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/ScUiLp2Ro6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/wT_I6E31FBU/s320/anime-2-1____2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315692518788146082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Querida amiga&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;si alguien me conoce y me guarda un secreto eres tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;é que no le dirás a nadie como yo me anime a soñar y que vas a dejar que el silencio me abrace bajo tu manto azul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;en &lt;/span&gt;y a nadie le digas lo que te conté..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a nadie le cuentes porque a tu sombra me acerqué.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;or eso noche mía,te pido que calles lo mucho que yo me entregue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: lucida grande; text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;en y hazme compañía para ya no sentirme mas sola...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;isfrázate de estrella y así sabré que la mas brillante y bonita es para mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...Será la forma en que te sentaras a mi lado cada vez que intento refugiarme en ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-6410688953421564257?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6410688953421564257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/03/querida-amiga_21.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6410688953421564257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6410688953421564257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/03/querida-amiga_21.html' title='Querida Amiga...'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/ScUiLp2Ro6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/wT_I6E31FBU/s72-c/anime-2-1____2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2228271793345806790</id><published>2009-03-11T19:46:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:14:08.021-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Si Tu No Vuelves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sbg8DArsB0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ly58hgDG0eA/s1600-h/si+tu+no+vuelves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sbg8DArsB0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ly58hgDG0eA/s400/si+tu+no+vuelves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312061782904014658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;i tu no vuelves, se secarán todos los mares&lt;br /&gt;y esperaré sin ti, tapiado al fondo de algún recuerdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;i tú no vuelves mi voluntad se hará pequeña…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y quedaré aquí, junto a mi perro espiando horizóntes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;i tú no vuelves no quedarán más que desiertos&lt;br /&gt;y escucharé por sí algún latido le queda a esta tierra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;ue era tan serena cuando me querías,&lt;br /&gt;había un perfume fresco que yo respiraba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ra tan bonita, era así de grande y no tenía fin…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cada noche vendrá una estrella a hacerme compañía,&lt;br /&gt;que te cuente como estoy y sepas lo que hay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Dime amor, amor, amor.. estoy aquí ¿no ves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;i no vuelves no habrá vida, no sé lo que haré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;i tú no vuelves ni habrá esperanza ni habrá nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;aminaré sin ti, con mi tristeza bebiendo lluvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;ue era tan serena cuando me querías,&lt;br /&gt;había un perfume fresco que yo respiraba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ra tan bonita, era así de grande y no tenía fin…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Y cada noche vendrá una estrella a hacerme compañía,&lt;br /&gt;que te cuente como estoy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y sepas lo que hay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime amor, amor, amor...estoy aquí ¿no ves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;i no vuelves no habrá vida, no sé lo que haré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Si tu no vuelves&lt;br /&gt;Versión: Amaral y Chetes&lt;br /&gt;Letra: Miguel Bosé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;...Tú conoces el significado de esta canción...&lt;br /&gt;...Yo sí se porque te extraño un pokititititititiiiito=)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gracias nuevamente a todos los premios que me han dado=)&lt;br /&gt;Prometo que en poco tiempo voy a devolverlos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-2228271793345806790?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2228271793345806790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-tu-no-vuelves.html#comment-form' title='13 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2228271793345806790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2228271793345806790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-tu-no-vuelves.html' title='Si Tu No Vuelves'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/Sbg8DArsB0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ly58hgDG0eA/s72-c/si+tu+no+vuelves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-8503074894924587772</id><published>2009-03-08T23:13:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:50:02.140-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Que decir?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SbRvKbVIQlI/AAAAAAAAANo/gwp7ijX-g4k/s1600-h/%3D%28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SbRvKbVIQlI/AAAAAAAAANo/gwp7ijX-g4k/s400/%3D%28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310992085502411346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Que decir cuando no sabes siquiera donde estas parada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Que decir cuando piensas que cada camino que tomas es el equivocado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Que decir cuando una eternidad se transforma en un instante?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Que tengo q decir cuando hacen esas preguntas fuera de lugar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Que tengo q decir cuando tengo tantas ganas de decirte q te amo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-8503074894924587772?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8503074894924587772/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/03/que-decir-cuando-no-sabes-siquiera.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8503074894924587772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8503074894924587772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/03/que-decir-cuando-no-sabes-siquiera.html' title='Que decir?'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SbRvKbVIQlI/AAAAAAAAANo/gwp7ijX-g4k/s72-c/%3D%28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-6936301771762839418</id><published>2009-03-02T20:21:00.024-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:54:11.311-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Cuantos Dias, Cuantos Meses, Cuantos Años?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SaxlRVSE_MI/AAAAAAAAAM4/p2A4LlYkxZc/s1600-h/Luna+nosotros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 403px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SaxlRVSE_MI/AAAAAAAAAM4/p2A4LlYkxZc/s400/Luna+nosotros.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308729409208122562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Él era solo un niño de trenes sin destino, buscaba su camino y de repente algo cambió su vida en la estación.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; Allí estaba ella, única con pulseras, con flores en el pelo y la sonrisa comiéndole la cara con algodón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Cuantos días, cuantos meses, cuantos años esperando que la vida lave todo el desengaño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Cuantos días, cuantas nueces, veinte años separados no lograron apagar ese amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;   Pero llegaron tiempos, oscuros y violentos, en que toda la vida era un callejón que no tenía salidas, solo desolación...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;El partió deprisa, voló como una brisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;huyendo de esos días y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ella lo comprendió&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porque estalló en pedazos su corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;   Cuantos días, cuantos meses, cuantos años esperando que la vida lave todo el desengaño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; Cuantos días cuantas nueces 20 años separados no lograron apagar ese amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Pero un día se encontraron como trenes de ida y vuelta en el andén se abrazaron, se besaron y todo empezó de nuevo otra vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;   Cuantos días, cuantos meses, cuantos años esperando que la vida lave todo el desengaño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Cuantos días, cuantas nueces 20 años separados no lograron apagar ese amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Ismael Serrano - Nueces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ésta es mi respuesta a la cancion que me mandaste hoy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;También de I. Serrano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YO SE &lt;/span&gt; q no haces nada porque si,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; YO &lt;/span&gt;tampoco =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero q sepas entender el mensaje que te dejo en esta publicacion^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-6936301771762839418?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6936301771762839418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuantos-dias-cuantos-meses-cuantos-anos.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6936301771762839418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6936301771762839418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuantos-dias-cuantos-meses-cuantos-anos.html' title='Cuantos Dias, Cuantos Meses, Cuantos Años?'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SaxlRVSE_MI/AAAAAAAAAM4/p2A4LlYkxZc/s72-c/Luna+nosotros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-5562548939923633077</id><published>2009-02-27T22:12:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:35:29.523-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Nada es Normal....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;La luz vas a pagar &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cielo a encender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Todo está tranquilo por aquí &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SaiELO4lGOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Z3FD7KLw9Pk/s1600-h/anime-10_____2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SaiELO4lGOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Z3FD7KLw9Pk/s320/anime-10_____2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307637489364965602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Te voy a conocer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;me voy a apasionar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No hay mucho más que decir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Estamos frente a frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;nuestros labios no resisten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Nuestros ojos son testigos &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;el amor existe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Todo es tan real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;pero nada es normal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamás&lt;/span&gt; había vivido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;un sentimiento tan profundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Quedarme aquí a tu lado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;es lo más lindo de este mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Todo es tan real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;pero nada es normal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Victor y Leo - Nada es Normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...Extraño tanto ser la razon por la que sonries cada vez q despiertas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-5562548939923633077?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5562548939923633077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/nada-es-normal.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5562548939923633077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5562548939923633077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/nada-es-normal.html' title='Nada es Normal....'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SaiELO4lGOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Z3FD7KLw9Pk/s72-c/anime-10_____2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-6183636269253006038</id><published>2009-02-25T19:21:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:00:48.714-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peliculas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Que Deseas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SaW-0DglXDI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TFH5HgR1DzM/s1600-h/004TNB_Ryan_Gosling_061___2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SaW-0DglXDI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TFH5HgR1DzM/s320/004TNB_Ryan_Gosling_061___2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306857537430445106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;- ¿Qué deseas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;- Quiero una casa blanca con puertaventanas azules y un cuarto con vista al río para poder pintar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;- ¿Algo más?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Sí. Deseo una galería cubierta que se extiende alrededor de la casa. Podremos beber té... y mirar la puesta del sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;- Está bien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;- ¿Me prometes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;- Lo prometo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que lindo que fue cuando me prometiste todo eso.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/greatsummerlove&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/514468994986518505-6183636269253006038?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/6183636269253006038/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/que-deseas.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6183636269253006038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/6183636269253006038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/que-deseas.html' title='Que Deseas?'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SaW-0DglXDI/AAAAAAAAAMI/TFH5HgR1DzM/s72-c/004TNB_Ryan_Gosling_061___2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-3831590223759508492</id><published>2009-02-21T01:38:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T02:32:07.373-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Y así será=')</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZ-DtU5ZfaI/AAAAAAAAALw/LdzaTKSeAac/s1600-h/anime_kiss_fav1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZ-DtU5ZfaI/AAAAAAAAALw/LdzaTKSeAac/s400/anime_kiss_fav1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305103700792540578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Aunque te abrazes a la luna&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Aunque te acuestes con el sol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No hay mas estrellas que las que dejes brillar,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tendra el cielo tu color...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No estes solo en esta lluvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No te entregues por favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Si debes ser fuerte en estos tiempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Para resistir la desepcion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;y llegar a mente cuerpo y alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;YO ESTOY CON VOS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Si te hace falta quien te trate con amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Si no tenes a quien brindar tu corazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Si todo vuelve cuando mas lo presisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;NOS VEREMOS OTRA VEZ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No estes sola en esta lluvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;No te entregues por favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Si debes ser fuerte en estos tiempos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Para resisitir la desepcion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;y llegar a mente cuerpo y alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;YO ESTOY CON VOS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Si te hace falta quien te trate con amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Si no tenes a quien brindar tu corazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Si todo vuelve cuando mas lo presisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;NOS VEREMOS OTRA VEZ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Nos veremos otra vez - Serú giran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...Nuestros ojos son testigos el amor existe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Este no es un amor casual, éste es un amor sideral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;quiero sentir un amor de fuego, quiero sentir un amor verdadero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;no me da verguenza decir que te quiero&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;te acordas el resto amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;=')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-3831590223759508492?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/3831590223759508492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-asi-sera.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3831590223759508492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/3831590223759508492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-asi-sera.html' title='Y así será=&apos;)'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZ-DtU5ZfaI/AAAAAAAAALw/LdzaTKSeAac/s72-c/anime_kiss_fav1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-1024971496635080575</id><published>2009-02-19T00:50:00.012-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T02:14:12.272-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZzcY4Gs-6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/O7trog0uBxU/s1600-h/Dibujo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZzcY4Gs-6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/O7trog0uBxU/s400/Dibujo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304356781071072162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Lo gracioso del sol es cuando no ve nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;le encandilan  tus  ojos con la luz de tu mirada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Lo lindo de la noche y las estrellas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;es que tu rostro habita en todas ellas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;lo lindo de mi vida es el saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; que la gobierna tu ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Pero eres para mí como la luna,&lt;br /&gt;que podría contemplarte hasta ser vieja,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;radiante y más hermoso que ninguno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pero siempre tan lejos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Lo mas Lindo - Las Pastillas del Abuelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;ELLA SIEMPRE SERA TESTIGO DE LO QUE YO SIENTO POR TI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;...Solo tú sabes que decir para que olvide todo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/514468994986518505-1024971496635080575?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1024971496635080575/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/lo-gracioso-del-sol-es-cuando-no-ve.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/1024971496635080575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/1024971496635080575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/lo-gracioso-del-sol-es-cuando-no-ve.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZzcY4Gs-6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/O7trog0uBxU/s72-c/Dibujo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-8978689717907871173</id><published>2009-02-17T13:58:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:55:28.897-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>En el Ocaso de un Amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZrr6I4DKwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gas1dI9QmWg/s1600-h/ventana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZrr6I4DKwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gas1dI9QmWg/s320/ventana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303810895229692674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Este no es un diario de odio..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Quizás no hubiera estado escribiendo ésto &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;si no hubiera conocido a la persona q hasta el día de hoy,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;aun intentando sacarlo d mi vida,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;me inspira a escribir cada palabra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cuál es mi problema?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mi problema sigues siendo tu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Crees q veo a alguien?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;no veo mas q tu cara cuando cierro los ojos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;y me niego a dormir para q mis sueños no se empañen de tu recuerdo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Quisiera sacarte de mi mente,de mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Tú eres tú?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;yo estoy convencida de que sigo siendo yo&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;..Flor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la misma ingenua q te sigue amando como siempre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Que me estoy enamorando?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO,ya lo estoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;No intento escribir un personaje...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solo intento ser la protagonista d mi propia historia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;y verlo como eso..historia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;podría insinuarse hasta que es novelesco &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo que pienso, siento y hago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;SI,fue bueno verte..&lt;br /&gt;y cuantas cosas se me pasaron por mi mente al encontrarte..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganas besarte y decirte que te amo,que siempre lo haré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no, tuve q contenerme para no someternos a un momento q arruine el reencuentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fueron los minutos mas perfectos para mi xq jamas he amado tanto a nadie como ha ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Puede alguien amar u odiar tanto tiempo?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eso lo decido yo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Todos los Dias y para Toda la Vida&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;...El amor no termina solo porque no te vea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-8978689717907871173?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8978689717907871173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/en-el-ocaso-de-un-amor.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8978689717907871173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8978689717907871173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/en-el-ocaso-de-un-amor.html' title='En el Ocaso de un Amor...'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZrr6I4DKwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gas1dI9QmWg/s72-c/ventana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-1827115916918489876</id><published>2009-02-14T20:35:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:50:06.099-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Día de los Enamorados....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZdKI_VcOtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/yNk79EU407Q/s1600-h/chika+luna4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZdKI_VcOtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/yNk79EU407Q/s400/chika+luna4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302788604552821458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Paso la vida girando, girando  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;y ya no se ni en que vuelta ando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ni en que momento saliste volando  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mi único amor…  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Todos me dicen que estás muy lejos  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que me olvide ya de tus besos  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero mis noches sin ti nunca se acaban  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;te buscaré en cada esquina  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en cada entrada, en cada salida  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y hasta no verte no descansaré… porque  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;No dejo de pensar en ti  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;No dejo de pensar en ti, no dejo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No dejo de pensar en ti  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Paso los días pensando, pensando  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y mi cabeza no admite descanso  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;en que momento me enamoré tanto  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de ti mi amor… &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Por más que muera en el intento  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;de sacarte de mis pensamientos  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mi corazón es terco y te reclama&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;te buscaré en cada esquina  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;en cada entrada, en cada salida  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;y hasta no verte no descansaré… porque  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No dejo de pensar en ti, no dejo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;No dejo de pensar en ti  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Tanto que ya no puedo ni comer ni dormir  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No dejo de pensar en ti, no dejo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;No dejo de pensar en ti  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;No puedo, no puedo, no puedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No dejo de pensar en ti  - Cabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MI CORAZON ES TERCO Y TE RECLAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;=S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-1827115916918489876?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/1827115916918489876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/dia-de-los-enamorados.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/1827115916918489876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/1827115916918489876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/dia-de-los-enamorados.html' title='Día de los Enamorados....'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZdKI_VcOtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/yNk79EU407Q/s72-c/chika+luna4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2238558891790139168</id><published>2009-02-12T18:04:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:39:25.244-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Nada para vos...Nada para mi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZSIiLqdNYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7LByfxZST_8/s1600-h/luna_llena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZSIiLqdNYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7LByfxZST_8/s400/luna_llena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302012782149711234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Voy a decir todo lo que tenga que decir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;voy a sufrir, no mas de lo que quiera hoy sufrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y tal vez no quieras verme mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y no entiendas que no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Voy a sentir mas nada que ya no tenga que pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;puedo escribirte todo lo que quiera hoy dejar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;tal vez, no sepa bien quien soy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;pero llevo esto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ahh que dolor&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;queda nada para mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;queda nada para vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;y este rock me van a matar los dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;no sin antes dedicarte esta canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Voy a probar con todo lo que haya que probar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y voy a pedirte que me cuentes el final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y tal vez, no sepa bien quien sos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;pero llevo esto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ahh que dolor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; queda nada para mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;queda nada para vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;y este rock me van a matar los dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;no sin antes dedicarte esta canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Que inocente de mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; que estaba a tus pies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nada para vos, Nada para mi &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Smitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-2238558891790139168?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2238558891790139168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/voy-decir-todo-lo-que-tenga-que-decir.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2238558891790139168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2238558891790139168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/voy-decir-todo-lo-que-tenga-que-decir.html' title='Nada para vos...Nada para mi'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZSIiLqdNYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7LByfxZST_8/s72-c/luna_llena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-788536292250678191</id><published>2009-02-10T20:59:00.014-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:37:11.771-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Se me parte la Razon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZIih3jOUDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jyBD9XMCUjU/s1600-h/b_enamorada2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZIih3jOUDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jyBD9XMCUjU/s320/b_enamorada2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301337676611211314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Odio de vos tu  sonrisa ganadora, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;esos ojos marrones ovalados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;y tu forma de mirarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Odio de  vos como se mueve tu boca, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lo que siento si me rozas, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;lo que dices al  hablar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pero odio de vos que no te odio &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ni un poquito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;que me gustas y que  ya no puedo mas &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;porque te amo mas que a nadie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me pasan tantas cosas juntas  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;que se me parte la razon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;n mi cabeza yo te odio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;y mi corazon esta con vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;En tantas cosas yo te odio &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;que me hace mal estar con vos... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;quisiera  tenerte muy lejos y olvidarme de quien sos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aun recuerdo cuando te pregunté si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nuestro Amor hace milagros?&lt;br /&gt;SI me respondiste..pero x lo que veo no estabas muy seguro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Por eso h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oy me voy &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;no se va la herida grande que me queda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;por amarte,&lt;/span&gt; por mi culpa, por los besos que en este tiempo yo te dí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Corazón me sobró y Coraje me faltó para dejarte  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tengo miedo de no poder olvidar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Y te diran las flores del jardín cuanto te ame y cuanto soñe con tu voz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Devuelveme ese Corazón&lt;/span&gt;, Que tu no supiste valorar lo que te daba yo de verdad  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Devuelvemelo, devuelvemelo que ya no es tuyo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ya se acabo el tiempo en que tu brillabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&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/514468994986518505-788536292250678191?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/788536292250678191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/se-me-parte-la-razon.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/788536292250678191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/788536292250678191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/se-me-parte-la-razon.html' title='Se me parte la Razon'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SZIih3jOUDI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jyBD9XMCUjU/s72-c/b_enamorada2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-58352889779968995</id><published>2009-02-07T20:03:00.015-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:59:37.237-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SY4QJ_w-YyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7L3mtwrVcqQ/s1600-h/chika+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SY4QJ_w-YyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7L3mtwrVcqQ/s200/chika+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300191575383368482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Soy la misma pero temo que no,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;soy tan fuerte&lt;br /&gt;que no tengo valor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Fui la dueña&lt;br /&gt;de un tiempo que se fue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;fui la que penso&lt;br /&gt;en jugar sin perder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;No queda mas remedio,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;me voy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-58352889779968995?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/58352889779968995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/soy-la-misma-pero-temo-que-no-soy-tan.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/58352889779968995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/58352889779968995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/soy-la-misma-pero-temo-que-no-soy-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SY4QJ_w-YyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7L3mtwrVcqQ/s72-c/chika+16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-9170177727452295290</id><published>2009-02-04T01:09:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:17:31.754-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Ufaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ='(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hoy con el dolor Llega el fantasma de tu voz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diciéndome ya no llores amor.&lt;br /&gt;Soy Un eslabón,&lt;br /&gt;Que se ha perdido entre tu y yo.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SYkVzSUUJlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/y449B2iWzfI/s1600-h/ojo+violeta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SYkVzSUUJlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/y449B2iWzfI/s320/ojo+violeta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298790407412655698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Por favor, Sólo llévate el silencio que quedó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Fui fuego por ti...Hoy sólo quedan las cenizas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; Los restos de mí.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Fui todo y sin ti desaparezco poco a poco &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;y me perdí dentro de mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fue frío el adiós,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; La despedida de los dos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor,sólo llévate el silencio que quedó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui fuego por ti...Hoy sólo quedan las cenizas,&lt;br /&gt;Los restos de mí.&lt;br /&gt;Fui todo y sin ti desaparezco poco a poco&lt;br /&gt;y me perdí dentro de mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A tu lado fui tan fuerte,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Nunca imaginé perderte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No … no no no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Fui Fuego por ti...Hoy sólo quedan las cenizas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Los restos de mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Fui todo y sin ti desaparezco poco a poco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;y me perdí dentro de mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fui - Reik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me di cuenta enseguida que todo esto no seria facil de abordar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;No creo en los milagros pero a ver si suceden...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Dicen que si uno desea algo de verdad el universo conspira para que se haga realidad&lt;/span&gt;..me escuchará cuando le hablo?&lt;br /&gt;Hace mucho que no escribia tanto como en estos dias,me alejé para intentar olvidarte,no recordarte. Extrañé tanto tus brazos a mi al rededor cuando abria los ojos cada mañana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;No kiero despertarme asi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me duele mas q no te despidas de mi despues de todo lo que fuimos juntos.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SE q la noche invita a olvidar que fuimos uno&lt;/span&gt;,pero es un sentimiento q no puedo ocultar ni dejar pasar...&lt;br /&gt;Extraño tanto tenerte a mi lado amor,que siento q se me parte el corazon cuando caigo en la realidad de que no te voy a volver a ver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me duele amarte y e visto cara a cara al dolor ultimamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;No hay forma de expresar lo que siento en este momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;No hay medico ni medicina para el dolor que llevo adentro....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-9170177727452295290?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/9170177727452295290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/ufaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/9170177727452295290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/9170177727452295290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/02/ufaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='Ufaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa =&apos;('/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SYkVzSUUJlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/y449B2iWzfI/s72-c/ojo+violeta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-374645924027297080</id><published>2009-01-22T00:19:00.024-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:08:59.784-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Solo Tus Canciones Me Parece Escuchar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Tu que andaras haciendo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;hace ya algun tiempo &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;que no se de ti &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;y lo  siento. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, llamame algun día &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;dime tonterias &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;me encantaba  cuando lo hacias. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Y cuando escucho nuestras canciones &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;no veo  escritas las soluciones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;veo las penas de los autores &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;que son las &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;nuestras &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;que son las nuestras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;                              Solo tus canciones me parece  escuchar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXijpYKp26I/AAAAAAAAAHo/XIIDVeUQDdk/s1600-h/chika_atardecer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXijpYKp26I/AAAAAAAAAHo/XIIDVeUQDdk/s320/chika_atardecer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294161293231119266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;son nuestros tesoros en el fondo del mar &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;dueñas del silencio, mojan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;tu recuerdo &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Solo tus canciones me parece escuchar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;como cada  ola de la orilla del mar &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;vienen un momento, mojan tu recuerdo. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;y  despues se van. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hoy tengo por seguro &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;que no eres tipo duro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pues  tiene tu garganta mi nudo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Vas libre y ocupado &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;hacia ningun lado  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;se termina tu gasolina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Y aunque nos duele lo que nos cuentan  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;hay ocacaiones en que nos alegran &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Compositores y corazones &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;se las &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;inventan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;se las inventan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Solo tus canciones me parece  escuchar &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;son nuestros tesoros en el fondo del mar &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;dueñas del silencio  mojan tu recuerdo &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Solo tus canciones me parece escuchar &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;como cada ola  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;de la orilla del mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;         vienen un momento, mojan tu recuerdo. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;y despues  se van...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Solo tus canciones - Daniela Herrero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-374645924027297080?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/374645924027297080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/solo-tus-canciones-me-parece-escuchar.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/374645924027297080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/374645924027297080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/solo-tus-canciones-me-parece-escuchar.html' title='Solo Tus Canciones Me Parece Escuchar'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXijpYKp26I/AAAAAAAAAHo/XIIDVeUQDdk/s72-c/chika_atardecer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-5333016395791594772</id><published>2009-01-20T20:07:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:17:58.811-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peliculas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Diario de una Pasión</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXZLQHiHsmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6DCp-IL0SiI/s1600-h/2426022_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXZLQHiHsmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6DCp-IL0SiI/s200/2426022_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293501152292745826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta es una pelicula que simplemente me encanta.&lt;br /&gt;Relata la Historia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sin con MAYUSCULAS)&lt;/span&gt; de un amor que vence cada obstaculo que la vida le interpuso. Con el amor de Allie y Noha&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; aprendí, amé y lloré cada segundo que pasaba&lt;/span&gt;. Aprendí que el amor traspasa hasta el umbral de la muerte,convirtiendosé asi en un &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;milagro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Diario de una Pasión&lt;/span&gt; es la pelicula en la que &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me siento pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tagonista&lt;/span&gt;. Me gustaria compartir con ustedes el diálogo que me recuerda a mi y a&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; mi historia&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Te kedarias conmigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- Quedarme con vos?Para que!Miranos!ya estamos peleando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- Pero eso es lo que hacemos!Peleamos..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Tu me dices cuando soy un hijo de  puta arrogante &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;y yo te digo cuando eres una pesada insoportable. Lo cual eres el 99% del tiempo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No me importa insultarte.Me lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; devuelves al instante,y regresas a hacer la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;misma cagada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(con lagrimas en los ojos)&lt;br /&gt;- Entonces que?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXZL9WPhj2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/PV6Bl_t7dsQ/s1600-h/1198295997_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXZL9WPhj2I/AAAAAAAAAGw/PV6Bl_t7dsQ/s200/1198295997_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293501929335394146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asi que no sera facil, será dificil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;y tendremos que echarle ganas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;cad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;a dia, p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;o quiero hacerlo, porque te quiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Quiero todo de ti, para siempre, tu y yo,cada dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Harias algo por mi?imagina tu vida 30 años desd hoy,como se ve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;si es ese tipo, pues, vete...VETE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;te perdi una vez creo q podria hacerlo de nuevo si supiera que es lo que realmente quieres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero no tomes el camino mas facil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- Cual?No hay manera facil!no importa lo que haga,alguien se lastima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- Deja de pensar en lo que kiere todo el mundo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;deja de pensar en lo que kiere el,lo que kiero yo o tus padres..que kieres tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- No es tan sencillo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;- que kieres?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y la respuesta a esa pregunta...que keremos?que deseamos? que anhelamos? esa respuesta..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;solo la tenemos nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yo me jugué por lo que sentia y ahora intento enterrar nuestro amor con la mayor dignidad posible..Pero mi Corazón sigue siendo de él y contra eso, por el momento, no puedo hace nada...&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/514468994986518505-5333016395791594772?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5333016395791594772/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/diario-de-una-pasin_20.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5333016395791594772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5333016395791594772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/diario-de-una-pasin_20.html' title='Diario de una Pasión'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXZLQHiHsmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6DCp-IL0SiI/s72-c/2426022_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-2166115430406007003</id><published>2009-01-18T17:38:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:18:06.857-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Princesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXON1_hJoGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7ZHHRUVpjSY/s1600-h/angel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXON1_hJoGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7ZHHRUVpjSY/s200/angel2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292729945813524578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;   Princesa&lt;/span&gt; de todos mis palacios, Si me pudieran dar a elegir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Como y donde yo quisiera morir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Contestaría acostado &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Feliz de estar a tu lado, Victima de un sexo exagerado Sonriendo, mirando el techo Con tu cabeza en mi pecho"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;   Sabes, me cuesta hacer este viaje. No, no es que no tenga esperanza. Yo confío mucho en tu enseñanza, Vos confía, confía en mi aprendizaje&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si para nuestro amor&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; No encuentro un buen adjetivo Es por que te amo mucho, mucho mas Del &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;te amo&lt;/span&gt; que te digo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;    Entre el alcohol y algo mas Quede moribundo, Cansado ya de soñar &lt;/span&gt;Y hoy puedo hacer la canción mas hermosa del mundo Y besarte al despertar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;   Tengo un amigo en españa q es cantautor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;No me conoce pero nos llevamos bien. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hizo una canción se llama &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;y sin embargo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;De esa canción yo ya no me puedo hacer cargo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Por q habla de ser infiel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aun amando con locura. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lamento decir esto.. Pero por fin se equivoco Joaquin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;   Yo controlaba este juego, Al principio era el dueño..Firmaba cualquier papel Y hoy sos la protagonista de todos mis sueños. Soy esclavo de tu piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Princesa - Las pastillas del abuelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Esta canción me la regalaron en un momento tan especial como único.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yo confío en tu aprendizaje^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-2166115430406007003?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/2166115430406007003/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/princesa.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2166115430406007003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/2166115430406007003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/princesa.html' title='Princesa'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXON1_hJoGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7ZHHRUVpjSY/s72-c/angel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-8228874284289183756</id><published>2009-01-16T18:45:00.011-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:18:40.706-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>Recuerdos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;   M&lt;/span&gt;e levanto temprano, moribundo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Perezoso resucito, bienvenido al mundo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Con noticias asesinas me tomo el desayuno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; C&lt;/span&gt;amino del trabajo, en el metro,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;aburrido vigilo las caras de los viajeros,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;compañeros en la rutina y en los bostezos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Y&lt;/span&gt; en el asiento de enfrente,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;un rostro de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXD3JpoqjsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KJpN9HMzy6s/s1600-h/colectivo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXD3JpoqjsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KJpN9HMzy6s/s320/colectivo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292001307327631042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;repente,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;claro ilumina el vagón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;sos gestos traen recuerdos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;de otros paisajes, otros tiempos,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;en los que una suerte mejor me conoció. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;o me atrevo a decir nada, no estoy seguro,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;aunque esos ojos, sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;duda, son los suyos,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;más cargados de nostalgia, quizás más oscuros.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; P&lt;/span&gt;ero creo que eres tú y estás casi igual,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;tan hermosa como entonces, quizás más.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sigues pareciendo la chica más triste de la ciudad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;      Cuánto tiempo ha pasado desde los primeros errores,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;del interrogante en tu mirada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;La ciudad gritaba y maldecía nuestros nombres,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;jóvenes promesas&lt;/span&gt;, no, no teníamos nada.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ejando en los portales los ecos de tus susurros,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;buscando cualquier rincón sin luz.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Agárrate de mi mano, que tengo miedo del futuro"&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;y detrás de cada huida estabas tú, estabas tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; E&lt;/span&gt;n las noches vacías en que regreso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;solo y malherido, todavía me arrepiento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;de haberte arrojado tan lejos de mi cuerpo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;      A&lt;/span&gt;hora que te encuentro, veo que aún arde&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;la llama que encendiste. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nunca, nunca es tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;para nacer de nuevo, para amarte&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; D&lt;/span&gt;ebo decirte algo antes de que te bajes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;de este sucio vagón y quede muerto,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mirarte a los ojos, y tal vez recordarte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;que antes de rendirnos fuimos eternos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me levanto decidido y me acerco a ti,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;y algo en mi pecho se tensa, se rompe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;      "¿Cómo estás? Cuánto tiempo, ¿te acuerdas de mí?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Y una sonrisa tímida responde:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Perdone, pero creo que se ha equivocado".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Disculpe, señorita, me recuerda tanto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;a una mujer que conocí hace ya algunos años"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; M&lt;/span&gt;ás viejo y más cansado vuelvo a mi asiento,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;aburrido vigilo las caras de los viajeros,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;compañeros en la rutina y en los bostez&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;os &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdos - Ismael Serrano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/514468994986518505-8228874284289183756?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/8228874284289183756/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/recuerdos.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8228874284289183756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/8228874284289183756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/recuerdos.html' title='Recuerdos...'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SXD3JpoqjsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KJpN9HMzy6s/s72-c/colectivo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-7434785472747161315</id><published>2009-01-15T12:46:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:18:48.415-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peliculas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Solo x esta vez dejame ser Fuerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- odio q sea tan dificil..se todo lo que hiciste xq me lo hiciste a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;mi..como hub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SW9RGARX9vI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IUONV1UthOA/s1600-h/angel+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SW9RGARX9vI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IUONV1UthOA/s200/angel+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291537250777560818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;iera deseado tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;muerte,pero no,no puedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SW9RGARX9vI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IUONV1UthOA/s1600-h/angel+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;- solo x esta vez dejame ser fuerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- ser fuerte es pelear,es dificil y doloroso pero podemos hacerlo juntos..pero si eres un cobarde anda,te dejaré morir y no esperes q me compadezca xq ya no estaré aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;- callate,no sabes de lo que hablas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- si sé..sé que te maté pero regresaste..y regresaste a mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Como es posible sentir tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to y no poder expresarlas y q unas simples fraces de un libreto lo expongan tan bien?&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No es una novela,No es una Pelicula,No es una Fantasia y No es una Realidad Alterna..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Es la Realidad q me tocó vivir&lt;/span&gt; y estoy consciente de que parece de novela pero yo no la elegí y desearia que fuera diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Y no,no soy suicida ni emo  pero &lt;/span&gt;ya a esta altura no tengo corazón.. No se si se convirtió en piedras de tanto llorar o no me lo devolvieron todavía.. Y hoy se termino de romper del todo.. Esta princesa de poemas de Neruda e Historias de Cohelo dejó de creer ... dejó de creer q existió alguna vez un corazón dentro de su ser..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-7434785472747161315?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7434785472747161315/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/solo-x-esta-vez-dejame-ser-fuerte.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7434785472747161315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7434785472747161315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/solo-x-esta-vez-dejame-ser-fuerte.html' title='Solo x esta vez dejame ser Fuerte'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SW9RGARX9vI/AAAAAAAAAD4/IUONV1UthOA/s72-c/angel+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-4866084565604417535</id><published>2009-01-14T15:39:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:18:57.147-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Hay!si pudiera arrancarme el corazón del pecho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Cuenta la leyenda que todo lo que cae en las aguas de este rio se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;transforma en l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; piedras de su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; lecho&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ah!si pudiera arrancarme el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;corazón del pecho y tirarlo a la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SW42nz8LG3I/AAAAAAAAADo/xZjU55tWwVA/s1600-h/cascada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291226669792303986" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; cursor: pointer; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SW42nz8LG3I/AAAAAAAAADo/xZjU55tWwVA/s200/cascada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;corriente,asi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;o habri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;a mas dolor,ni nostalgias ni recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;. Asi me senté y lloré. El frio del invierno me hacia sentir las lagrimas en el rostro, que se mezclaban con las aguas heladas que pasaban delante de mi. En algún lugar este rio se junta con otro y después con otro hasta que,lejos de mis ojos y mi corazón, todas esas aguas se confunden con el mar. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;lagrimas corran asi bien lejos,para que mi amor no sepa que un dia lloré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;por él&lt;/span&gt;. Me acuerdo del instante en que un &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;SI&lt;/span&gt; o un &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; podia cambiar toda nuestra existencia. Quizas el amor nos hace envejecer antes de tiempo y nos vuelva jóvenes cuando pasa la juventud.¿Pero comono recordar esos momentos? &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Por eso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;escribia...para transformar la tristeza en nostalgia,la soledad en recuerdos. Para que cuando acabe de contarme a mi misma esta historia pueda chapotear en ese rio que yo originé...pero el agua no apagará lo que el fuego una vez escribió&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Ya no podia aguantar las lagrimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;No digas nada.LEÉ&lt;/span&gt; - respondí y le entregué los papeles que tenia en el regazo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Y ahí en ese fragmento de "A orillas del Rio Piedras me senté y lloré"de Cohelo está la explicacion que muchos me pidieron..&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Escribo para despojarme de mi dolor y cada dia poder decir estoy mejor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-4866084565604417535?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/4866084565604417535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/haysi-pudiera-arrancarme-el-corazn-del.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4866084565604417535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/4866084565604417535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/haysi-pudiera-arrancarme-el-corazn-del.html' title='Hay!si pudiera arrancarme el corazón del pecho'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SW42nz8LG3I/AAAAAAAAADo/xZjU55tWwVA/s72-c/cascada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-5047536242673781028</id><published>2009-01-13T18:14:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:20:02.882-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimientos'/><title type='text'>Corazón vs Razon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Despejando mi mente de tu mirar..Intentando borrarte de mi memoria me encuentro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;escribiéndote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;serán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; cartas ni tampoco te escribiré durante 1 año,ni te esperaré por 7 mas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Solo son &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pedacitos&lt;/span&gt; de mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;corazón&lt;/span&gt; que de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;apokito&lt;/span&gt; me atrevo a juntar para volverlo a armar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;   Y hoy me veo sentada llorando x vos otra vez,x tu tierno recuerdo y x los &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;abrazos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; q me muero x recibir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;hasta cuando v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;a a ser todo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;así&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SWz-a6RNnaI/AAAAAAAAACw/b57w3sbzAho/s1600-h/chika+vestido+rojo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SWz-a6RNnaI/AAAAAAAAACw/b57w3sbzAho/s200/chika+vestido+rojo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290883400524996002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No me atrevo a decirte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;,ni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;te extraño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;te necesito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;..mis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; teamo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'s para vos se van borrando x miedo a caerme otra vez pero no quiere decir q no los sienta todavia...Me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;duele tanto saber q aun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;yo pienso en vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; y a pesar de todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt; te sigo amando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;..Es tran extraña es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ta situacion con vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;   Me siento extraña sintiendo todo lo que siento sabiendo todo lo que se..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ya no escucho,veo q hablan y hablan pero no dicen nada coherente,solo de dejan llevar x lo q piensan q saben,pero en realidad pocas personas saben realmente que decir..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Estoy cansada ya de verme reflejada en otras historias sin saber cual va a ser mi verdadero final,no quiero mas ilusiones ni mas pesares,quiero encontrar a alguien q sepa valorarme,amarme y cuidarme asi como yo sé que lo hice con vos...&lt;br /&gt; Aunque se también que el dia q vos te des cuenta voy a caer rendida a tus pies como toda mujer enamorada..y a esta altura me pregunto..eso es bueno o malo?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Esta bien que el corazon le gane a la razon? Es correcto seguir al corazón dsp de tanto dolor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-5047536242673781028?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5047536242673781028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/corazn-vs-razn.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5047536242673781028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5047536242673781028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/corazn-vs-razn.html' title='Corazón vs Razon'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SWz-a6RNnaI/AAAAAAAAACw/b57w3sbzAho/s72-c/chika+vestido+rojo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-5064130629078845066</id><published>2009-01-12T17:59:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:48:19.434-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canciones'/><title type='text'>"Poque yo en el Amor soy un Idiota"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;      Yo no sé por qué razón le escribo si deberia aborrecerlo con todas las fuerzas que a mi corazon le quedan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Todavia no lo borro totalmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;..el siempre esta presente,como ahora en esta canción.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Incontables son las veces que he tratado de olvidarlo y no he logrado arrancarlo ni un segundo de mi mente..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Porque el sabe todo mi pasado,me conoce demasiado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y es posible que por eso se aproveche..Porque yo en el amor soy una idiota,que ha sufrido mil derrotas,que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;no tengo fuerzas para defenderme&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SWuo1vYGilI/AAAAAAAAACI/xfnBqts8eFk/s1600-h/melodia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SWuo1vYGilI/AAAAAAAAACI/xfnBqts8eFk/s320/melodia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290507828480870994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;     Hoy recuerdo la cancion que me cantó un dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y en el fondo no sabia que eso era malo para mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Poco a poco fui cayendo en un abismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,siempre me pasó lo mismo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nadie sabe lo que yo sufrí por él.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Fui una victima total de sus antojos,pero quiero un dia abrir los ojos y con rabia arrancarlo de mi memoria&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;poco a poco espero salir hacia adelante&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;si es necesario en los brazos de otro amante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; para poder terminar al fin con esta historia &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Todo fue así,así mismo fue,todo fue por él,yo lo queria..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yo lo amaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,pero tenia que aborrecerlo..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Como yo amé a este hombre&lt;/span&gt;,porque pense q era bueno..Yo era capaz de subir al cielo y bajarle un monton de estrellas..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tanto se burló de mi y ahora no puedo nisiquiera verlo..Todo fue así,asi mismo fué,todo fue por él,por boba me pasó..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me enamoré de él &lt;/span&gt;y luego me dejó..todo fue así..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Ésta es una canción que me genera demasiadas cosas,dsd pensamientos hasta impulsos como este de escribirla.Describe un poco todo lo q pasa por mi cabeza en estos dias..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/514468994986518505-5064130629078845066?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/5064130629078845066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/poque-yo-en-el-amor-soy-un-idiota.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5064130629078845066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/5064130629078845066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/poque-yo-en-el-amor-soy-un-idiota.html' title='&quot;Poque yo en el Amor soy un Idiota&quot;'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SWuo1vYGilI/AAAAAAAAACI/xfnBqts8eFk/s72-c/melodia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-514468994986518505.post-7302573659875793167</id><published>2009-01-12T16:16:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:56:35.769-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confesiones'/><title type='text'>The Notebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Abro este espacio para liberar el peso de mi corazon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Necesito despojarlo de tanto dolor&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SWuRP6BCVQI/AAAAAAAAACA/OAZ8jEZl4x8/s1600-h/18414469_078c3bf9ff_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290481889734448386" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 222px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SWuRP6BCVQI/AAAAAAAAACA/OAZ8jEZl4x8/s320/18414469_078c3bf9ff_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando era mas chica con una amiga nos pasabamos escribiendo,&lt;br /&gt;llegamos a escribirnos 300 cartas en un año&lt;br /&gt;y hoy gracias a ella se me ocurrio esta gran idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se van a enterar de pensamientos,sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;que algunas cosas generan en este momento de mi vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para los que es interese leer,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;solo escribo para q lo q yo aprenda en este tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ayude a otras personas a superar sus temores o a entender algunas cosas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a entender cuando el corazon no escucha a la razon&lt;br /&gt;a entender cuando como y donde&lt;br /&gt;en definitiva...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a entenderME y autoayudarme a seguir adelante aunq sienta q no puedo&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/514468994986518505-7302573659875793167?l=thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/feeds/7302573659875793167/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/notebook.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7302573659875793167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/514468994986518505/posts/default/7302573659875793167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thewhitenotebook.blogspot.com/2009/01/notebook.html' title='The Notebook'/><author><name>FloR*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16765556330114481206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SrhhiVYFCtI/AAAAAAAAAag/IuFKpDuwUAo/S220/006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hblcyBWzA7A/SWuRP6BCVQI/AAAAAAAAACA/OAZ8jEZl4x8/s72-c/18414469_078c3bf9ff_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
