<?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-7860487919920778366</id><updated>2011-08-09T07:04:24.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Akuma's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-3669008153310030236</id><published>2010-08-25T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T19:10:31.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Si bueno, esto es un tire y empuje.&lt;br /&gt;En una esquina del ring, mi voluntad en total estado nefasto y con nubes de rayos recorriendo alrededor cita: NO QUIERO.&lt;br /&gt;En la otra esquina, las jocosas ganas juveniles de festejar una fiesta que no deberia ser fiesta con total soltura, gritan: NO PODES QUEDAR ASI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y para terminarla de enredar en una maraña de ollín de mala predisposicion,&lt;br /&gt;simples palabras que caen ruidosas de un teléfono que explican su situacion y la imponen con total egoismo, sin siquiera tomar en cuenta la tan proclamada fiesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si la pared fuera de acero, me daria la cabeza con ella.&lt;br /&gt;A estas alturas creo que mi cabeza esta tan cargada de cosas, que un solo golpe al yeso lo partiria y haria polvo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo unico que agradezco es que mi madre se tomo la molestia de hacer algo casero con todo su esmero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH Feliz Feliz Cumpleaños, para mi ♪ BAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-3669008153310030236?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/3669008153310030236/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/si-bueno-esto-es-un-tire-y-empuje.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/3669008153310030236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/3669008153310030236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/si-bueno-esto-es-un-tire-y-empuje.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-5849232318028851179</id><published>2010-08-23T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:00:27.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ojala pudiera caer nieve en esta tierra tan carente de gracia,&lt;br /&gt;se me antoja ver esa belleza delicada deslizarse suavemente a través de la ventana de mi habitación.&lt;br /&gt;Hay melodias que me inspiran a ver la lluvia o la nieve caer, a sentirme empapada con su frialdad tan pura hasta corromper mis huesos.&lt;br /&gt;Odio el calor, odio esa sensación de inquietud que me da.&lt;br /&gt;Puedo llenar mis necesidades en el invierno, puedo sentirme satisfecha con tan solo un velo que me cubra de la hostilidad y a la vez disfrutar de ella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy dije una frase, algo que me hizo entender mi manera de ser y porque busco semejanzas en personajes fictisios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Porque en vez de tomar las cosas adrede, &lt;br /&gt;prefiero preparar todo,&lt;br /&gt;esperar, esperar, ir juntando, &lt;br /&gt;haciendo a mi gusto y cuando esta en su punto... lo exploto al maximo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay muchas cosas que me cierran con esa frase.&lt;br /&gt;Más que nada en mi forma de ser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dicen.. que pienso todo demasiado en lugar de disfrutarlo, que no soy natural.&lt;br /&gt;Pero es que yo disfruto pensando.&lt;br /&gt;A mi me sale natural pensar las cosas antes de actuar entonces no pierdo el goze, ya que me cabeza esta acostumbrada a ese obrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay goze si hay arrepetimiento,&lt;br /&gt;y solo evito esto ultimo para lograr el goze maximo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Akuma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-5849232318028851179?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/5849232318028851179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/ojala-pudiera-caer-nieve-en-esta-tierra.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/5849232318028851179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/5849232318028851179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/ojala-pudiera-caer-nieve-en-esta-tierra.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1081669065002612721</id><published>2010-08-09T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T19:49:05.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Carta para un desesperado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejen de buscar fama!&lt;br /&gt;Ya cansa, ¿No se dan cuenta que el que no busca beneficios los obtiene finalmente?&lt;br /&gt;Ahora con tal de que sus caras, nombres, fotos, o lo que sea figuren en algun lado se sienten realizados como si no se... HUBIERAN ENCONTRADO LA CURA DEL CANCER.&lt;br /&gt;y se regodean de ello con sus conocidos, que para esos falsos mismo se llaman "amigos" cuando no lo son, con la sola intención de generar envidia, sentirse importantes y llenar sus cabezitas y egos vacios carentes de futuro de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Se matan por llegar, se pisotean, matan y prenden fuego las ilusiones de los demas si es posible, por tan solo aparecer en una nota de televisión y decir: "HOLA MAMA, HOLA MUNDO, ACA ESTOY ME LLAMO PEPE Y QUIERO QUE TODOS SEPAN QUE SE LEER!".&lt;br /&gt;Es absurdo, hasta diria que me dan verguenza ajena.&lt;br /&gt;A ver, A ver, menos charla y más acción.&lt;br /&gt;Si hacen algo , haganlo bien, si quieren publicitarse, capacitense, o al MENOS tengan un motivo por el cual hacerse autopropaganda.&lt;br /&gt;Una razón que sea mas valedera que poder ener un link de youtube para besar la pantalla reiteradas veces admirando su pútrida y "modesta" belleza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADUREN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-1081669065002612721?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1081669065002612721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/carta-para-un-desesperado.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1081669065002612721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1081669065002612721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/carta-para-un-desesperado.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-9216678222421974312</id><published>2010-08-09T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T19:42:25.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Nuestro país tiene tan poca cultura, que siempre se busca usar y celebrar la de los demás."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La culpa no es del resto del mundo eh, la culpa empezó y se sigue desarrollando acá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-9216678222421974312?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/9216678222421974312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/nuestro-pais-tiene-tan-poca-cultura-que.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/9216678222421974312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/9216678222421974312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/nuestro-pais-tiene-tan-poca-cultura-que.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-841143334887432191</id><published>2010-08-08T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T14:21:17.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/TF8fm3C1fNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/YFfr-C33t1I/s1600/41582_147202495291527_3323_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/TF8fm3C1fNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/YFfr-C33t1I/s320/41582_147202495291527_3323_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503152022141369554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El 14 de agosto a las 12:00 - El 15 de agosto a las 18:00&lt;br /&gt;Lugar: Salones Leprett (Luis Saenz Peña 739 Capital Federal)&lt;br /&gt;Creado por: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yamato Argentina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los días 14 y 15 de Agosto se realizará el evento Daicon Matsuri, un evento que promete colocarse como principal referente de convención mensual de anime y cultura pop japonesa en Argentina.&lt;br /&gt;Daicon es un evento temático de serialización mensual, bimestral que ya lleva más de 8 años de existencia en Argentina, empezó siendo un ciclo de proyecciones de anime inédito y fue expandiéndose a lo llamado Matsuri (festival); La edición a ...realizarse, Agosto 2010, promete revolucionar el segmento de este tipo de eventos con una propuesta muy fuerte y abarcativa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Daicon Matsuri podrán disfrutar de un amplio espacio con decenas de actividades, destacándose un escenario principal con shows culturales japoneses, video clips de diferentes bandas de J-Music, AMVs, proyecciones de anime inédito con subtítulos en castellano, concurso de Cosplay (nueva fase clasificatoria para YCC 2010 y primer fase clasificatoria para el nuevo concurso de cosplay internacional en duplas, Yamato Cosplay World), concurso de canto, AnimeKe, bandas de J-Rock y anime song en vivo y muchos atractivos más.&lt;br /&gt;Además podrán disfrutar de un salón exclusivo de stands, con los más variados productos de merchandising, y el buffet de Asian Food &amp; Drink, todo en las cómodas y lujosas instalaciones de Salones Leprett, un conjunto de salones para eventos de alta categoría, con una capacidad superior a 2.500 personas en simultáneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya este fin de semana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-841143334887432191?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/841143334887432191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-14-de-agosto-las-1200-el-15-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/841143334887432191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/841143334887432191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-14-de-agosto-las-1200-el-15-de.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/TF8fm3C1fNI/AAAAAAAAAV4/YFfr-C33t1I/s72-c/41582_147202495291527_3323_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-4321122104225903977</id><published>2010-08-02T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T19:28:50.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tenia algo en la cabeza esta mañana un fragmento de algo que paso por mi mente, que era? que era?, esta todo desordenado, que era? que era? ah si, ah si.. lo tengo, no te escapes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "Recordó entonces en menos de lo que dura un espasmo, todo ese pasado que ya para  el no figuraba. Lo primero que paso de soslayo por su mente fué, la sonrisa que le dedico a su sirviente antes de caer a la profundidad del suelo húmedo que ...lo aguardaba.&lt;br /&gt;    Fué ahi, entre medio de la nube de recuerdos. Cuando su rostro enrojeció de tal manera que las rosas favoritas de ESE ser, se sentirian envidiosas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Ante todos los males, ante la mismisima muerte. Mi sonrisa,la que creí olvidada. Es mi carta de despedida hacia ti."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akuma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-4321122104225903977?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/4321122104225903977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/tenia-algo-en-la-cabeza-esta-manana-un.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/4321122104225903977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/4321122104225903977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/08/tenia-algo-en-la-cabeza-esta-manana-un.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-4884859354062529691</id><published>2010-04-06T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:13:43.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bueno hize esta entrada, porque me puso re nostalgica la letra de una canción.&lt;br /&gt;Extrañamente siempre me identifico con la mayoria de los temas de SID.&lt;br /&gt;Posta, es como que encontre mi tipo de musica hgsdhfdbfjksdh no se, me ponen, feliz o, triste o calmada, me dan tantas emociones diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;Y es raro, porque me parece extraño encontrar una banda japonesa que me identifique tanto, hay varias que me gustan pero creo que si tuviera la oportunidad de verlos algun dia sin dudar derramaria aunque sea una lagrima de emocion asi como me sucede con alguna bandas numeradas, pero es verdad.. resulta extraño pero es tan lindo encontrarle el sabor a algo nuevo, es una sensacion unica que me habai olvidado hace tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ajisai - 紫陽花 (Hydrangea). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me paso el día pensando que sólo confío en esos residuos.&lt;br /&gt;Soy débil, simplemente lloro hasta marchitarme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vuelvo a este lugar, pero ya es diferente. Llevo tan sólo un paraguas&lt;br /&gt;Porque no me gustaria mojarme. Y digo adiós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las flores de hortencia florecen cuando doblo en la esquina de este camino.&lt;br /&gt;La corta distancia hasta tu habitación ahora es tan lejana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extendí un poco mi chaquilla sobre las pestañas.&lt;br /&gt;Con mis manos rasguñadas de color púrpura que pinta mis uñas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez descubro que para ti fui sólo un desconocido.&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente lamento que un año se haya pasado tan rápido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te vuelvo a encontrar cada mañana.&lt;br /&gt;Sobreviviendo con esas cargas, no puedes reir bien.&lt;br /&gt;En cuanto mí, estoy en un remolino de arrepentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te digo "Hasta pronto" agitando mi mano y volteo.&lt;br /&gt;El anillo en mi dedo deja una marca de quemadura.&lt;br /&gt;Fueron amables mentiras desde el principio al fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las flores de hortencia florecen cuando doblo en la esquina de este camino.&lt;br /&gt;La corta distancia hasta tu habitación ahora es tan lejana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/S7wgTLL8veI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/JvQpEB4_Ml0/s1600/hortensia_azul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/S7wgTLL8veI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/JvQpEB4_Ml0/s320/hortensia_azul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457272362258709986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/S7wig6gTh8I/AAAAAAAAAVY/108p-4fN7bc/s1600/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/S7wig6gTh8I/AAAAAAAAAVY/108p-4fN7bc/s320/0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457274797322110914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-4884859354062529691?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/4884859354062529691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/04/bueno-hize-esta-entrada-porque-me-puso.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/4884859354062529691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/4884859354062529691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2010/04/bueno-hize-esta-entrada-porque-me-puso.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/S7wgTLL8veI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/JvQpEB4_Ml0/s72-c/hortensia_azul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-8141284692398473258</id><published>2009-11-08T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:50:48.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>En estos momentos siento que cualquier simple palabra,&lt;br /&gt;podría arder como el &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;fuego&lt;/span&gt; y matar lenta y deliciosamente como el &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;veneno&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guardaré mis colmillos y&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; mi lengua víperina&lt;/span&gt; para otra ocasión.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-8141284692398473258?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/8141284692398473258/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/11/en-estos-momentos-siento-que-cualquier.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/8141284692398473258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/8141284692398473258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/11/en-estos-momentos-siento-que-cualquier.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-295610290304268934</id><published>2009-10-30T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:33:40.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sut3LYo7M_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/sHqQBKbWIHo/s1600-h/arboles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sut3LYo7M_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/sHqQBKbWIHo/s320/arboles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398539615810040818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like a Cold Winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-295610290304268934?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/295610290304268934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/like-cold-winter.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/295610290304268934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/295610290304268934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/like-cold-winter.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sut3LYo7M_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/sHqQBKbWIHo/s72-c/arboles.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-3674305843226732636</id><published>2009-10-30T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:29:00.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SuqVe48bmNI/AAAAAAAAAN8/uxZeUp2WpqM/s1600-h/akmur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SuqVe48bmNI/AAAAAAAAAN8/uxZeUp2WpqM/s320/akmur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398291461271427282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Te amo hoy y siempre y pase lo que pase sabes ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Planeado el futuro ya esta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-3674305843226732636?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/3674305843226732636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/te-amo-hoy-y-siempre-y-pase-lo-que-pase.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/3674305843226732636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/3674305843226732636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/te-amo-hoy-y-siempre-y-pase-lo-que-pase.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SuqVe48bmNI/AAAAAAAAAN8/uxZeUp2WpqM/s72-c/akmur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-2413988976386697407</id><published>2009-10-29T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:03:57.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SuqOpkZD_0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/B9rNpdhQX_o/s1600-h/IMG_2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SuqOpkZD_0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/B9rNpdhQX_o/s320/IMG_2742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398283948151537474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Una&lt;/span&gt; Sonrisa te puede mostrar el interior de una persona, asi como la falta de ella también.&lt;br /&gt;Se demuestran en cada momento.&lt;br /&gt;Hay sonrisas contagiosas,&lt;br /&gt;sonrisas &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;fragiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonrisas &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;tiernas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonrisas &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;debiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonrisas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maliciosas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonrisas &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;divertidas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonrisas &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;afectivas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonrisas &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;tristes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sonrisas simplemente felices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O también suele ocurrir como en mi caso, que preferimos guardar las sonrisas para momentos&lt;br /&gt;especiales o para momentos en los que no se requiera una asi logran ser &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;MAS VALIOSAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x Akuma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-2413988976386697407?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/2413988976386697407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/una-sonrisa-te-puede-mostrar-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/2413988976386697407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/2413988976386697407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/una-sonrisa-te-puede-mostrar-el.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SuqOpkZD_0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/B9rNpdhQX_o/s72-c/IMG_2742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1755220467664575654</id><published>2009-10-29T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:41:38.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Suo1ipW_KwI/AAAAAAAAANY/-uZ3kjDCmcA/s1600-h/2007_10top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Suo1ipW_KwI/AAAAAAAAANY/-uZ3kjDCmcA/s320/2007_10top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398185972691053314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ya&lt;/span&gt; en dos dias &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HALLOWEEN&lt;/span&gt; ! yeeeei mi festividad favorita x3&lt;br /&gt;No se nota no (?? xD Odio la navidad, odio fin de año odio casi todas las fiestas xDDD&lt;br /&gt;pero &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HALLOWEEN &lt;/span&gt;es &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HALLOWEEN&lt;/span&gt; x3 !!&lt;br /&gt;Y vamos a festejarlo a lo grandeee con eze y bocchan sii ! A salir por las calles a hacer maldades (?? JAJA ojalá xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;x Akuma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-1755220467664575654?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1755220467664575654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/ya-en-dos-dias-halloween-yeeeei-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1755220467664575654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1755220467664575654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/ya-en-dos-dias-halloween-yeeeei-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Suo1ipW_KwI/AAAAAAAAANY/-uZ3kjDCmcA/s72-c/2007_10top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-5082189905832471642</id><published>2009-10-11T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:33:57.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/StKjkU1c8fI/AAAAAAAAANA/PrnYAtCsnAA/s1600-h/091010_221121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/StKjkU1c8fI/AAAAAAAAANA/PrnYAtCsnAA/s320/091010_221121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391551548379427314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They'll never be good to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bad to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They'll never be anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Anything at all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-5082189905832471642?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/5082189905832471642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/theyll-never-be-good-to-you-bad-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/5082189905832471642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/5082189905832471642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/theyll-never-be-good-to-you-bad-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/StKjkU1c8fI/AAAAAAAAANA/PrnYAtCsnAA/s72-c/091010_221121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-5501634214116369362</id><published>2009-10-03T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:11:24.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_VUYDklFb18s/SsgDnnNuTMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Lbaa2rppIjs/s1600-h/nkcomawhitemmjfkchrist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SsgDnnNuTMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Lbaa2rppIjs/s320/nkcomawhitemmjfkchrist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388560933225123010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's something cold and blank behind her smile  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's standing on an overpass &lt;br /&gt;In her miracle mile &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/7860487919920778366-5501634214116369362?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/5501634214116369362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/theres-something-cold-and-blank-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/5501634214116369362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/5501634214116369362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/10/theres-something-cold-and-blank-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SsgDnnNuTMI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Lbaa2rppIjs/s72-c/nkcomawhitemmjfkchrist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-413262171445524171</id><published>2009-09-18T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:15:06.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SrQ7v-_AYjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/59yvM-bF8V8/s1600-h/DSCN2247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SrQ7v-_AYjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/59yvM-bF8V8/s320/DSCN2247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382993150161740338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Un eterno baile nocturno, donde danzamos a compas del seremonioso bois de merveilles y la brisa fresca de la sublime noche nos hace dormir en transe profundo. sintiendo la sangre y las lagrimas fluir. Despertando los sentidos de tu letargo y apagando&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; las emociones. Pereciendo a cada nota musical , bajo el dulce aroma de las rosas rojas. Acortandose nuestra vida con cada delicado paso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Me acompaña en esta pieza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;† Akuma Flower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-413262171445524171?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/413262171445524171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/09/un-eterno-baile-nocturno-donde-danzamos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/413262171445524171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/413262171445524171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/09/un-eterno-baile-nocturno-donde-danzamos.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SrQ7v-_AYjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/59yvM-bF8V8/s72-c/DSCN2247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1020552586029514786</id><published>2009-09-17T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:10:09.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SrLPl5qnwaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UwD-lkOlO_E/s1600-h/flowi+lolir.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SrLPl5qnwaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UwD-lkOlO_E/s320/flowi+lolir.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382592754702860706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Motto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Anata o dakishime nemuritai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yasashii kioku ni kawatta ima de sae mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Kono ude de dakishime nemuritai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Deatta koro no futari no you ni&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/7860487919920778366-1020552586029514786?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1020552586029514786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/09/motto-anata-o-dakishime-nemuritai.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1020552586029514786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1020552586029514786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/09/motto-anata-o-dakishime-nemuritai.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SrLPl5qnwaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UwD-lkOlO_E/s72-c/flowi+lolir.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1197348121071113257</id><published>2009-08-30T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:36:05.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SpsoKV8vijI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZgO4FWXlbBs/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SpsoKV8vijI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZgO4FWXlbBs/s320/PICT0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375934738352540210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All eyes on me in the center of the ring,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just like a circus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I crack that whip, everybody gonna trip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just like a circus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't stand there watching me, follow me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Show me what you can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everybody let go, we can make a dance floor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just like a circus&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/7860487919920778366-1197348121071113257?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1197348121071113257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-eyes-on-me-in-center-of-ring-just.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1197348121071113257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1197348121071113257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-eyes-on-me-in-center-of-ring-just.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SpsoKV8vijI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ZgO4FWXlbBs/s72-c/PICT0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1138979493858940110</id><published>2009-08-21T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T12:20:21.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/So7y7ux1S1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/vBxi_WmAnQ8/s1600-h/PICT0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/So7y7ux1S1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/vBxi_WmAnQ8/s320/PICT0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372498513482828626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ñaa mañana sábado, trabajo a la mañana ahah y después a la salida nos vamos para la dolly tea party x3 con eze ♥ y bocchan ♥ ahaha :) y &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vamos a tomar té y comer dulces ñaña. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-1138979493858940110?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1138979493858940110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/naa-manana-sabado-trabajo-la-manana.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1138979493858940110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1138979493858940110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/naa-manana-sabado-trabajo-la-manana.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/So7y7ux1S1I/AAAAAAAAAMI/vBxi_WmAnQ8/s72-c/PICT0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-8071555384354841169</id><published>2009-08-14T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:29:23.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoYOYVE25WI/AAAAAAAAALw/SdSe_q-eFbQ/s1600-h/sebaschan.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/_VUYDklFb18s/SoYOYVE25WI/AAAAAAAAALw/SdSe_q-eFbQ/s320/sebaschan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369995416823063906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;† Existo desde el principio hasta el final de los tiempos, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;atormente a hordas de personas&lt;/span&gt; y juzgue a tantas otras. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Pero mi existencia solo es con un proposito&lt;/span&gt; y desencadena siempre en el mismo circulo sin final, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HACER UN TRUEQUE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;que me den almas a cambio de una vida de servicio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es asi,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; como durante siglos permanezco firme solamente&lt;/span&gt;, .. Para esperar a mi amo, y al siguiente, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;y al siguiente&lt;/span&gt;, y al siguiente..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-8071555384354841169?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/8071555384354841169/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/existo-desde-el-principio-hasta-el.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/8071555384354841169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/8071555384354841169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/existo-desde-el-principio-hasta-el.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoYOYVE25WI/AAAAAAAAALw/SdSe_q-eFbQ/s72-c/sebaschan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1702008788642967403</id><published>2009-08-14T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:24:10.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo Trabajo el MARTES empiezo. &lt;/span&gt;=3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-1702008788642967403?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1702008788642967403/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/tengo-trabajo-el-martes-empiezo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1702008788642967403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1702008788642967403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/tengo-trabajo-el-martes-empiezo.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-9162746483741895686</id><published>2009-08-12T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:38:16.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoN8Q4SKLiI/AAAAAAAAALg/Xz1Wf87o-9I/s1600-h/PICT0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoN8Q4SKLiI/AAAAAAAAALg/Xz1Wf87o-9I/s320/PICT0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369271810184064546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Éramos Fantasmas en medio de una celebración.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-9162746483741895686?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/9162746483741895686/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/eramos-fantasmas-en-medio-de-una.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/9162746483741895686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/9162746483741895686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/eramos-fantasmas-en-medio-de-una.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoN8Q4SKLiI/AAAAAAAAALg/Xz1Wf87o-9I/s72-c/PICT0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-5912398417008777762</id><published>2009-08-08T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:31:22.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sn5QifbqaiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mpvm4jLn90k/s1600-h/rosa+negra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sn5QifbqaiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mpvm4jLn90k/s320/rosa+negra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367816359355509282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;AHH! Mañana ya es la dolly. ÑAAA que emoción sii :3 jaja. y bueno hoy fue un día re lindo en la BOND con las chicas :) eeeeeh. Y nada re emocionada, también te extrañe mucho mi amor ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mañana mi pelo vuelve a color negro.&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/7860487919920778366-5912398417008777762?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/5912398417008777762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahh-manana-ya-es-la-dolly.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/5912398417008777762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/5912398417008777762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahh-manana-ya-es-la-dolly.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sn5QifbqaiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mpvm4jLn90k/s72-c/rosa+negra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1001100087174647091</id><published>2009-08-03T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:23:58.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;OHH dios, tengo trabajo ! siii, al fin tengo una racha de suerte!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Recuerden el sábado hago entrega de los que me reservaron anticipadas para la dolly en la Bond street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y el domingo ya es la dolly ! sii, emoción, emoción. *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-1001100087174647091?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1001100087174647091/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/ohh-dios-tengo-trabajo-siii-al-fin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1001100087174647091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1001100087174647091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/ohh-dios-tengo-trabajo-siii-al-fin.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-7549941229924793209</id><published>2009-08-02T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:08:50.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cada día nos vamos dando cuenta que el 50% de lo conocido es una farsa, HAY QUE APRENDER a distiguir bien lo verídico de lo falso, Porque puede llegar a lastimarnos MUCHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SnZRwZZD1kI/AAAAAAAAAJo/m-RlRMuUZmo/s1600-h/cutebutdealy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SnZRwZZD1kI/AAAAAAAAAJo/m-RlRMuUZmo/s320/cutebutdealy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365565897950090818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               + &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mangetsu no yoru&lt;/span&gt; +&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-7549941229924793209?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/7549941229924793209/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/cada-dia-nos-vamos-dando-cuenta-que-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7549941229924793209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7549941229924793209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/cada-dia-nos-vamos-dando-cuenta-que-el.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SnZRwZZD1kI/AAAAAAAAAJo/m-RlRMuUZmo/s72-c/cutebutdealy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-5359466503129330828</id><published>2009-08-02T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:49:32.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Yaaaaaaaaa quiero que sea el aniversario dolly. AHH! estoy muy emocionada por desfilar ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seguro va a salir todo más que bien! &lt;/span&gt;en la semana supongo estaré ocupada con las pruebas de vestuario y ensayos awwww *-* ai por dios, tambien necesito mucha suerte esta semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Recuerden que Desfilamos el 9 de agosto en Dolly Party en REQUIEM, a cargo de VICKKY KAWAII.&lt;br /&gt;NO SE LO PIERDAN ! &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/evento_dolly" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/evento_dolly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATENCION! Vendemos Anticipadas para esta fecha, preguntar via msn o facebook. Salen 12 $ y cubren todo el día del evento. ( Pasan Menores a todo horario ) Convenimos el lugar de entrega.&lt;br /&gt;Cualquier consulta: x__flowerrr@hotmail.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -  - - - - -  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;También VENDEMOS entradas para el visual day del 11/9 en El teatrito a muy bajo costo, SOLO 50 $ cada una que cubren todo el día del evento y tienen como adicional meet &amp;amp; greet con GPKism ese mismo dia, y firma de autógrafos.&lt;br /&gt;NO SE QUEDEN SIN SU ENTRADA! Más información: &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/visualday" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/visualday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-5359466503129330828?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/5359466503129330828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/yaaaaaaaaa-quiero-que-sea-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/5359466503129330828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/5359466503129330828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/08/yaaaaaaaaa-quiero-que-sea-el.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-4535596502308027613</id><published>2009-07-29T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:25:22.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SnESGEikfRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/c8Pwe_PtZBA/s1600-h/PICT0005c.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/_VUYDklFb18s/SnESGEikfRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/c8Pwe_PtZBA/s320/PICT0005c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364088526682225938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mis zapatitos nuevos, los amo ♥&lt;br /&gt;Cortesia de Romina  http://www.fotolog.com/gothiclohes&lt;br /&gt;:D re copada!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-4535596502308027613?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/4535596502308027613/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/mis-zapatitos-nuevos-los-amo-cortesia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/4535596502308027613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/4535596502308027613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/mis-zapatitos-nuevos-los-amo-cortesia.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SnESGEikfRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/c8Pwe_PtZBA/s72-c/PICT0005c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-6688101865521770226</id><published>2009-07-29T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:25:03.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kumagoro presenta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SnEEUMpqzNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UJsaPiV7eHM/s1600-h/Kumagoro_ID_by_kumagoroclub.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SnEEUMpqzNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UJsaPiV7eHM/s320/Kumagoro_ID_by_kumagoroclub.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364073376214863058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Recuerden que Desfilamos el 9 de agosto en Dolly Party en REQUIEM, a cargo de VICKKY KAWAII.&lt;br /&gt;NO SE LO PIERDAN ! &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/evento_dolly" rel="nofollow noindex external"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/evento_dolly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATENCION! Vendemos Anticipadas para esta fecha, preguntar via msn o facebook. Salen 12 $ y cubren todo el día del evento.&lt;br /&gt;Convenimos el lugar de entrega.&lt;br /&gt;Cualquier consulta: x__flowerrr@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOS ESPERAMOS NANODA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-6688101865521770226?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/6688101865521770226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/kumagoro-presenta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6688101865521770226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6688101865521770226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/kumagoro-presenta.html' title='Kumagoro presenta.'/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SnEEUMpqzNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UJsaPiV7eHM/s72-c/Kumagoro_ID_by_kumagoroclub.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1551607310438645297</id><published>2009-07-26T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T14:36:10.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmzMEm8WswI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hqqV3Itw2B4/s1600-h/PICT0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmzMEm8WswI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hqqV3Itw2B4/s320/PICT0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362885635836654338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost my heart&lt;/span&gt;   nani o sutete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slow in you&lt;/span&gt;   nani o kataru?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just complex&lt;/span&gt;   OMAE dake no&lt;br /&gt;KOKORO mune ni hoshikute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;" class="lyrics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sabitsuita yume o uchi nuku hikari ni madoromu futari wa&lt;br /&gt;setsuna o irodoru usui kibou sae todokanakute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-1551607310438645297?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1551607310438645297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-my-heart-nani-o-sutete-slow-in-you.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1551607310438645297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1551607310438645297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-my-heart-nani-o-sutete-slow-in-you.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmzMEm8WswI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hqqV3Itw2B4/s72-c/PICT0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-234671224187805964</id><published>2009-07-22T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:16:22.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmfVeNL8tbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UIhisQak9P8/s1600-h/PICT0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmfVeNL8tbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UIhisQak9P8/s320/PICT0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361488596320433586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorezore ga jibun no uchigawa ni akuma wo motteimasu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;" Cada uno crea su demonio interior "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-234671224187805964?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/234671224187805964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorezore-ga-jibun-no-uchigawa-ni-akuma.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/234671224187805964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/234671224187805964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorezore-ga-jibun-no-uchigawa-ni-akuma.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmfVeNL8tbI/AAAAAAAAAJA/UIhisQak9P8/s72-c/PICT0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-8891509592731568180</id><published>2009-07-17T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:40:29.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmFD_7qDMwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wykSaOnDqLA/s1600-h/kra_offical_klein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmFD_7qDMwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wykSaOnDqLA/s320/kra_offical_klein.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359639797172482818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                               KRA &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-8891509592731568180?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/8891509592731568180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/kra.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/8891509592731568180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/8891509592731568180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/kra.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmFD_7qDMwI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wykSaOnDqLA/s72-c/kra_offical_klein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-2489428196452881547</id><published>2009-07-17T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:30:52.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opuestos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmFBHvCz2yI/AAAAAAAAAIo/MZ9QPCfcWqM/s1600-h/SebastianMichaelis4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmFBHvCz2yI/AAAAAAAAAIo/MZ9QPCfcWqM/s320/SebastianMichaelis4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359636632690744098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Quisiera ser... Tan misteriosa en su forma, como...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmFBVgfj0SI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gzrmpeHuj_4/s1600-h/ryuuuuuu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmFBVgfj0SI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gzrmpeHuj_4/s320/ryuuuuuu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359636869302964514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Uno de ellos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; x Sebastian Michaelis &amp;amp; Ryuichi Sakuma x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-2489428196452881547?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/2489428196452881547/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/opuestos.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/2489428196452881547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/2489428196452881547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/opuestos.html' title='Opuestos.'/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SmFBHvCz2yI/AAAAAAAAAIo/MZ9QPCfcWqM/s72-c/SebastianMichaelis4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-8678540456940912851</id><published>2009-07-16T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:56:03.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Y es cuando se descubren las mascaras de falsedad. quiero personas que se interesen por mi tanto como yo me intereso por ellas. Quiero AMIGAS/OS reales, con las que pueda compartir las cosas, sin intereses ni envidia de por medio. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que tan dificil puede llegar a ser encontrarlas?&lt;/span&gt; Realmente parece que bastante, hay personas que valen la pena y hay otras que solo te necesitan como muñeco de compañia, porque solas no pueden lograr nada de lo que desean. Necesitan un complice que los respalde, y eso sucede cuando hay falta de originalidad. La verdad realmente ya no me interesa, para que dedicarle tiempo a gente que no dio nada a cambio de mi ? es algo sin sentido. No hablemos del tema, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solo disfrutemos el momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-8678540456940912851?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/8678540456940912851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/y-es-cuando-se-descubren-las-mascaras.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/8678540456940912851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/8678540456940912851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/y-es-cuando-se-descubren-las-mascaras.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-6319417187979956742</id><published>2009-07-13T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:47:18.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Slv_cWIb3LI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3RJJggdFIKk/s1600-h/1247368703673_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Slv_cWIb3LI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3RJJggdFIKk/s320/1247368703673_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358157044129717426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY , el &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 de agosto desfilo en la Dolly Party&lt;/span&gt; :D para vickky Kawaii. Los esperamos a todos! Va ser una tarde noche muy divertida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-6319417187979956742?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/6319417187979956742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-el-9-de-agosto-desfilo-en-la-dolly.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6319417187979956742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6319417187979956742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-el-9-de-agosto-desfilo-en-la-dolly.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Slv_cWIb3LI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3RJJggdFIKk/s72-c/1247368703673_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-54335752696084272</id><published>2009-06-28T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:31:35.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te puedo considerar el mejor amigo del mundo&lt;/span&gt;, sos callado , me escuchas, compartis todo lo mio y mi espacio, siempre que te abrazo no te escapas, dormis a mi lado, no hay celos ni envidia entre nosotros, me da gusto estar con vos, y nunca peleamos. me da ternura verte y sé que puedo compartir mis secretos con vos.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Skfg8Qm1-yI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aPjOzIkQx24/s1600-h/PICT0063+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Skfg8Qm1-yI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aPjOzIkQx24/s320/PICT0063+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352494008007785250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I love you madden &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7860487919920778366-54335752696084272?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/54335752696084272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/te-puedo-considerar-el-mejor-amigo-del.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/54335752696084272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/54335752696084272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/te-puedo-considerar-el-mejor-amigo-del.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Skfg8Qm1-yI/AAAAAAAAAHk/aPjOzIkQx24/s72-c/PICT0063+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1327847505321577738</id><published>2009-06-24T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:47:15.544-07:00</updated><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/_VUYDklFb18s/SkLWim9jVeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pFlqblJ_SWw/s1600-h/PICT0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SkLWim9jVeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pFlqblJ_SWw/s320/PICT0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351075197332182498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Made of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shadows&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;x&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/7860487919920778366-1327847505321577738?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1327847505321577738/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/x-made-of-shadows-x.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1327847505321577738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1327847505321577738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/x-made-of-shadows-x.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SkLWim9jVeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pFlqblJ_SWw/s72-c/PICT0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1017208423904619609</id><published>2009-06-23T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:46:44.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Guns - Green Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SkEENKnvL_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/3Hk656Qkml0/s1600-h/2605060gd21guns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SkEENKnvL_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/3Hk656Qkml0/s320/2605060gd21guns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350562456528695282" 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;"&gt;¿Sabes lo que vale la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pena luchar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Cuando no vale la pena morir?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿ esto te quita el aliento?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿ te sientes sofocado?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; ¿Pesa mas el dolor que el orgullo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿buscas un lugar para esconderte?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿alguien rompio tu corazon?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas destrozado.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uno, 21 pistolas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baja tus brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;renuncia a la lucha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uno 21 pistolas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;levanta tus brazos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hacia el cielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tu y yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuando estas al fin del camino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y has perdido el sentido del control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y tus pensamientos han tomado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;su peaje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuando tu mente rompe el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;espiritu de tu alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tu fé camina sobre vidrios rotos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y la resaca no pasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nada se ha construido para durar para siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Estas destrozado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uno, 21 pistolas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baja tus brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;renuncia a la lucha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uno 21 pistolas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;levanta tus brazos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hacia el cielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tu y yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿trataste de sobrevivir por ti mismo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿cuando quemaste tu casa y hogar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿te quedaste tan cerca del fuego?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;como un mentiroso buscando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el perdon de una piedra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuando es la hora de vivir y dejar morir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y no puedes tener otro intento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;algu dentro de este corazón ha muerto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uno, 21 pistolas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baja tus brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;renuncia a la lucha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uno 21 pistolas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;levanta tus brazos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hacia el cielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tu y yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Para todos los que dicen que el ultimo cd de green day es una mierda, para aquellos que solo escucharron american idiot y se sintieron los fans de toda la vida, para aquellos que se quedaron con lo viejo y critican lo nuevo cuando no saben escucharlo con el corazón. Para todos ellos les dejo, un tema del ultimo cd traducido. TODO el mundo se la da de experto en la música por criticar un cd u otro, pero saben, realmente si te gusta una banda te gustan todos sus cds, los buenos, los malos, los comerciales y los de su comienzo. ESO NO IMPORTA, porque si realmente te gusta una banda la llevas en el corazón, y sentis todos sus temas, asi como experimentas lo que sintieron sus integrantes al componerlos mientras estas esuchando el tema.&lt;br /&gt;Me parece, algo muy productivo lo que estan haciendo GREEN DAY , porque todo el mundo los llama caretas, pero, ellos se estan atreviendo a cosas que nadie hizo.&lt;br /&gt;Con American idot, se pusieron en contra de su propio pais aun estando en guerra, se atrevierona  decir lo que todos tenian en su boca y nadie se atrevia a hablar. y por eso la gente los siguio, por ser tan sinceros. Y ahora, que la guerra paró, en cierto modo, quieren levantar a toda la gente caida, con mensajes de esperanza. ESTO, es para toda la gente que ni siquiera lee las letras y tienen la cararotes de opinar acerca de ellos.&lt;br /&gt;un verdadero fan.. Llora viendo el video de good riddance, porque siente lo que BJ sentia cuando lo compuso. o  en lugar de llamarlo comercial, se siente atraido por el sonido que lograron con Boluvard of broken dreams, y realmente siente la soledad que quisieron transmitir de como se sentia la gente de su pais en ese momento. Es una realidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mi me pasa eso, tube un sueño una vez .. y creo que fue lo mas emocionante del mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Sería solo feliz que por un momento billie se acercara y me dijera que le hago acordar a su hijo.&lt;br /&gt;Sería uno de los momentos mas felices de mi vida. Con solo eso, y no como el resto que solo muere por acostarse con el.&lt;br /&gt;Me crie casi con su musica, y la verdad. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CREO que fue la MEJOR ELECCIÓN&lt;/span&gt; que hize en mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-1017208423904619609?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1017208423904619609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/21-guns-green-day.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1017208423904619609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1017208423904619609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/21-guns-green-day.html' title='21 Guns - Green Day'/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SkEENKnvL_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/3Hk656Qkml0/s72-c/2605060gd21guns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-7345552458147802985</id><published>2009-06-23T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:31:50.579-07:00</updated><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/_VUYDklFb18s/SkECxa9ojAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6-QiiDlVJ6E/s1600-h/PICT0010+copia+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SkECxa9ojAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6-QiiDlVJ6E/s320/PICT0010+copia+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350560880367537154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este mundo todos nuestros pecados son simples,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escogemos muerte sobre vida inocente&lt;br /&gt;Y en este mundo no es nuestro dinero&lt;br /&gt;Lo malvado&lt;br /&gt;Esto es lo único de quién escoge sobre la vida&lt;br /&gt;Y en mi corazón no puedo creer en este homicidio&lt;br /&gt;Y no seré alimentado por las mentiras&lt;br /&gt;¿O la vida es creada solo para ser asesinado?&lt;br /&gt;Es homicidio…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Good Charlotte - In this world (murder)&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/7860487919920778366-7345552458147802985?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/7345552458147802985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/en-este-mundo-todos-nuestros-pecados.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7345552458147802985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7345552458147802985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/en-este-mundo-todos-nuestros-pecados.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SkECxa9ojAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6-QiiDlVJ6E/s72-c/PICT0010+copia+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-6417930957654467429</id><published>2009-06-22T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:22:21.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SkA79rpHiiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dG2mxa964JE/s1600-h/PICT0014+op.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 77px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SkA79rpHiiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dG2mxa964JE/s320/PICT0014+op.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350342288189393442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Acaso tengo que compartir todo? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿No puede haber algo que me identifique? &lt;/span&gt;Hasta el mismo amor tiene sus limitaciones. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SOY UNA SOMBRA &lt;/span&gt;queriendo escapar hacia la originalidad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-6417930957654467429?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/6417930957654467429/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/acaso-tengo-que-compartir-todo-no-puede.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6417930957654467429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6417930957654467429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/acaso-tengo-que-compartir-todo-no-puede.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SkA79rpHiiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dG2mxa964JE/s72-c/PICT0014+op.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-7461171381054005823</id><published>2009-06-22T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:53:56.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sj_8shPNe2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vLHD6HIPfhk/s1600-h/PICT0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sj_8shPNe2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vLHD6HIPfhk/s320/PICT0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350272724106050402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me molesta que la gente diga careta sin siquiera saber su significado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sabes que significa careta?&lt;/span&gt; Que te ocultas detrás de una máscara y en realidad no sos asi.&lt;br /&gt;y la verdad esa descripción no concuerda con mi forma de ser, porque soy demasiado transparente y a la gente le molesta mi senceridad extrema, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;es por eso que me llaman careta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;creo que tenemos un concepto equivocado de lo que son las cosas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-7461171381054005823?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/7461171381054005823/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-molesta-que-la-gente-diga-careta-sin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7461171381054005823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7461171381054005823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-molesta-que-la-gente-diga-careta-sin.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sj_8shPNe2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/vLHD6HIPfhk/s72-c/PICT0029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-6603955359943522040</id><published>2009-06-16T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:07:51.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjhBsuAn59I/AAAAAAAAAGc/bvWAAaloOEY/s1600-h/PICT0004+copia.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/_VUYDklFb18s/SjhBsuAn59I/AAAAAAAAAGc/bvWAAaloOEY/s320/PICT0004+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096794023159762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Siempre nos encandilamos con las cosas mas brillantes pero &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;no todo lo que brilla es oro&lt;/span&gt;.. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-6603955359943522040?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/6603955359943522040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/siempre-nos-encandilamos-con-las-cosas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6603955359943522040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6603955359943522040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/siempre-nos-encandilamos-con-las-cosas.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjhBsuAn59I/AAAAAAAAAGc/bvWAAaloOEY/s72-c/PICT0004+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-9027295552718973703</id><published>2009-06-12T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:01:02.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiero ser... ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjIKvqROYEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JG6cESbcO3M/s1600-h/PICT0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjIKvqROYEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JG6cESbcO3M/s320/PICT0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346347521558863938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjILBQyNlDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/diY3khrhDHE/s1600-h/PICT0002+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjILBQyNlDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/diY3khrhDHE/s320/PICT0002+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346347823955547186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Delicada o grotesca ?&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amable o grosera?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Encantadora o despreciable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Admirada o ignorada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Razonable o aventada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Considerada o prejuiciosa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Educada o descortes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Callada o bocona?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunas son las cosas que yo quiero ser y otras las actitudes que me exigen los de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser obedi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ente o ser yo misma? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ahi esta la cuestion verdadera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjIILyzafLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/GkTPHsob7sQ/s1600-h/PICT0002+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjIIjeg2qDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LX-8unmX0xk/s1600-h/PICT0002+copia.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-9027295552718973703?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/9027295552718973703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/quiero-ser.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/9027295552718973703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/9027295552718973703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/quiero-ser.html' title='Quiero ser... ?'/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjIKvqROYEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JG6cESbcO3M/s72-c/PICT0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-6395469869758294400</id><published>2009-06-10T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:55:51.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;x Voodoo girl x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su piel es tela blanca,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;y esta toda descosida&lt;br /&gt;y tiene muchos alfileres de colores&lt;br /&gt;clavados en su corazón.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiene un hermoso juego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de ojos hipno-disco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;son los que usa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para hipnotizar chicos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiene muchos zombies distintos&lt;br /&gt;que están profundamente en trance.&lt;br /&gt;Incluso tiene un zombie&lt;br /&gt;original de Francia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjB-8WgbpZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/awGgI8s7BMc/s1600-h/voodoo_girl_2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 115px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjB-8WgbpZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/awGgI8s7BMc/s320/voodoo_girl_2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345912332987639186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero ella sabe que sobre ella pesa una maldición,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;una maldición que no puede vencer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;porque si alguien se le acerca demasiado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Los alfileres se le clavan aún más. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjB_QghEb9I/AAAAAAAAAFU/-NTbqg60K7Q/s1600-h/voodoo_girl_4.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;- Tim Burton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-6395469869758294400?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/6395469869758294400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/su-piel-es-tela-blanca-y-esta-toda.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6395469869758294400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6395469869758294400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/su-piel-es-tela-blanca-y-esta-toda.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SjB-8WgbpZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/awGgI8s7BMc/s72-c/voodoo_girl_2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-7617023633964006468</id><published>2009-06-09T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:41:28.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Si8dQCucVHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UazRtWtxUBc/s1600-h/PICT0067cop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345523444158846066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Si8dQCucVHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UazRtWtxUBc/s320/PICT0067cop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Delicioso veneno.&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/7860487919920778366-7617023633964006468?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/7617023633964006468/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/delicioso-veneno.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7617023633964006468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7617023633964006468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/delicioso-veneno.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Si8dQCucVHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UazRtWtxUBc/s72-c/PICT0067cop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1417331826867286040</id><published>2009-06-09T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:30:43.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>x Beauty Dangerous x</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Si7u3OvVeWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Y8QmElGKWi0/s1600-h/PICT0007+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345472440352209250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Si7u3OvVeWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Y8QmElGKWi0/s320/PICT0007+copia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿Por qué siempre tendemos a fijarnos solo en la belleza mas extravagante?&lt;/strong&gt; Siempre posamos nuestros ojos ne aquellas cosas magnificas que deseamos tener, pero casi siempre esas cosas son las más daniñas. Más sin embargo, no nos da culpa quererlas y somo capaces de dar todo por ellas. &lt;strong&gt;¿POR QUÉ NUNCA PENSAMOS EN LO QUE DE VERDAD NOS CONVIENE?&lt;/strong&gt; Hay tanta belleza simple que rodea el mundo, y nosotros no somos capaces de reconocerla. Cuanto desperdicio realizamos. &lt;em&gt;¿Por qué en lugar de codiciar fabulosos autos caros que dañan nuestro ecosistema, no somos capaces de apreciar el delicado sonido de la lluvia cuanod cae?&lt;/em&gt; ¿por qué las cosas peligrosas son las que mas nos llaman la atención? Empezemos a mirar a nuestro alrededor ... &lt;em&gt;a Ver más alla de nuestros ojos&lt;/em&gt;, TALVEZ encontremos cosas que nadie más pudo o cosas que realmente nos maravillen &lt;em&gt;INTERIORMENTE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-1417331826867286040?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1417331826867286040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/x-beauty-dangerous-x.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1417331826867286040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1417331826867286040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/x-beauty-dangerous-x.html' title='x Beauty Dangerous x'/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Si7u3OvVeWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Y8QmElGKWi0/s72-c/PICT0007+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-3945639704893522358</id><published>2009-06-04T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:19:14.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sihw-THULsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QT6NlE9QzNo/s1600-h/PICT0036+copia.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/_VUYDklFb18s/Sihw-THULsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QT6NlE9QzNo/s320/PICT0036+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343645173460250306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Tengamos cuidado con lo que queremos, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;respetemoslo, queramoslo y por sobre todo valoremoslo&lt;/span&gt;. Porque cuando menos lo pensamos lo podemos perder, y ahi es cuando descubrimos su verdadero valor, y definitivamente no es el momento para hacerlo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Porque ya lo perdimos !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Las cosas hermosas, mueren rápido&lt;/span&gt;. ES una frase muy cierta. Por lo menos si aprendemos a valorarlas a tiempo, podemos disfrutar de eso y ser felices. No esperemos al final para decir .. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ESO me hacia feliz, porque se fué?"&lt;/span&gt; ] ...-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-3945639704893522358?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/3945639704893522358/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/tengamos-cuidado-con-lo-que-queremos.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/3945639704893522358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/3945639704893522358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/tengamos-cuidado-con-lo-que-queremos.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sihw-THULsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QT6NlE9QzNo/s72-c/PICT0036+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-1788472539582144051</id><published>2009-06-01T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:56:37.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'></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/_VUYDklFb18s/SiSUQvzGjXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C0CoADzbjtw/s1600-h/gtr5+copi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SiSUQvzGjXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C0CoADzbjtw/s320/gtr5+copi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342558073397874034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Give me a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would you want me&lt;br /&gt;To live and die&lt;br /&gt;Living a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You were the answer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All that I needed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To justify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justify my life &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/7860487919920778366-1788472539582144051?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/1788472539582144051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/give-me-reason-why-would-you-want-me-to.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1788472539582144051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/1788472539582144051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/give-me-reason-why-would-you-want-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SiSUQvzGjXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C0CoADzbjtw/s72-c/gtr5+copi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-285715610751448617</id><published>2009-06-01T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:58:50.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SiSFxu1XyXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NQHXZuM-eUg/s1600-h/PICT0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SiSFxu1XyXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NQHXZuM-eUg/s320/PICT0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342542147400223090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo los labios fruncidos y apretados para no soltar la catarata de insultos que tengo dedicada hacia ti. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿Porque haces que palabras que desearia guardar o no conocer salgan a la luz ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-285715610751448617?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/285715610751448617/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/tengo-los-labios-fruncidos-y-apretados.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/285715610751448617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/285715610751448617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/tengo-los-labios-fruncidos-y-apretados.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SiSFxu1XyXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NQHXZuM-eUg/s72-c/PICT0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-3972952218405048095</id><published>2009-06-01T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:44:01.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F-F-F-Falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuando yo no voy a la escuela cada Dia&lt;br /&gt;Yo tengo mi razón para dormir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No me digan como tengo que ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo tomé una determinación sobre la música&lt;br /&gt;Yo tomé una determinación sobre el estilo&lt;br /&gt;Yo sé que  soy estable y capaz establecerme&lt;br /&gt;Pero me mantengo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ca-ca-ca-cayente&lt;br /&gt;Abajo con el sol&lt;br /&gt;Yo no puedo dejarlo&lt;br /&gt;La noche está llamándome como un tambor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ca-ca-ca-cayente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta vida está tan llena de tentación&lt;br /&gt;Y yo quiero guardarlo de esa manera&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que puedo ocuparme del juego&lt;br /&gt;Yo tomé una determinación sobre el futuro&lt;br /&gt;Yo tomé una determinación sobre el pasado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yo sé que yo soy estable y capaz establecerse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo necesito una llama, yo necesito una chispa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No tenga miedo abrir mi corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo necesito un juego, yo necesito un susto&lt;br /&gt;No tenga miedo que mi corazón se abre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo tomé una determinación sobre la música&lt;br /&gt;Yo tomé una determinación sobre el estilo&lt;br /&gt;Yo sé que yo soy estable y capaz establecerse&lt;br /&gt;ca-ca-ca-cayente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SiSBat_1scI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UOG0FZPql58/s1600-h/lauri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SiSBat_1scI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UOG0FZPql58/s320/lauri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342537353992188354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-3972952218405048095?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/3972952218405048095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/f-f-f-falling.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/3972952218405048095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/3972952218405048095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/06/f-f-f-falling.html' title='F-F-F-Falling'/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SiSBat_1scI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UOG0FZPql58/s72-c/lauri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-6784832429017346270</id><published>2009-05-28T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:54:48.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sh9b-fgr0tI/AAAAAAAAADs/oTHg6rsYGY4/s1600-h/PICT0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sh9b-fgr0tI/AAAAAAAAADs/oTHg6rsYGY4/s320/PICT0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341088812253303506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Amoor, Mañana sale cine con vos, a comer pelotudeces y ver una peli de terror. :) que lindo es pasar los días con vos! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me haces muy feliz sabes? sisi, mucho, mucho. Te amo eze&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-6784832429017346270?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/6784832429017346270/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/amoor-manana-sale-cine-con-vos-comer.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6784832429017346270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6784832429017346270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/amoor-manana-sale-cine-con-vos-comer.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sh9b-fgr0tI/AAAAAAAAADs/oTHg6rsYGY4/s72-c/PICT0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-7606156914005201769</id><published>2009-05-28T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:09:31.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sh8KUk5fAxI/AAAAAAAAADU/81mFK8C7kbk/s1600-h/PICT0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sh8KUk5fAxI/AAAAAAAAADU/81mFK8C7kbk/s320/PICT0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340999031703143186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿Qué es lo que realmente ocultamos todos ?&lt;/span&gt; Como dicen todos tenemos un muerto en el placar, pero.. realmente hay personas que saben sobrellevarlo y otras me he dado cuenta que se aprovechan de eso para alardear y llamar la atención. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y quien es más estúpido? el que alardea o el que se deja llevar por sus alardes ?&lt;/span&gt; piensenlo un segundo, porque debemos vivir engatuzados o maravillados por los cuentos falsos e hipocrecias de los demás? porque no podemos vivir sencillamente con lo que vemos, y lo que hacemos nosotros mismos. Somos tan estúpidos que siempre buscamos creer en algo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿POR QUÉ?&lt;/span&gt; Siempre se nos impone que debemos creer en algo, tanto la religión, como la televisón, la prensa, los gobiernos incluso algunas personas allegadas a nosotros.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; LA VERDAD&lt;/span&gt;, es que no es necesario creer en algo para ser feliz, y si necesitan creer en algo , que sea en sus propias convicciones y códigos. NO en algo impuesto por los demás...&lt;br /&gt;Si quieren creer, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CREAN&lt;/span&gt; en &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USTEDES MISMOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-7606156914005201769?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/7606156914005201769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/que-es-lo-que-realmente-ocultamos-todos.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7606156914005201769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7606156914005201769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/que-es-lo-que-realmente-ocultamos-todos.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/Sh8KUk5fAxI/AAAAAAAAADU/81mFK8C7kbk/s72-c/PICT0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-7480380861833006179</id><published>2009-05-26T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:10:48.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShyEe-cbWUI/AAAAAAAAACs/n9-oXnKoLtU/s1600-h/freedom.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/_VUYDklFb18s/ShyEe-cbWUI/AAAAAAAAACs/n9-oXnKoLtU/s320/freedom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340288925847738690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuanto cuesta la libertad ?&lt;/span&gt; Porque los que la tienen no la quieren?, se esclavizan frente a otras cosas, no la buscan y la poseen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un ejemplo natural, esa ave , tiene sus alas puede volar &lt;/span&gt;libremente y sin embargo prefiere mantenerse en civilizacion , y sus patas firmemente aferradas al cemento. LIBERTAD, realmente buscamos eso? y cuando la tenemos, sabemos usarla?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-7480380861833006179?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/7480380861833006179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/cuanto-cuesta-la-libertad-porque-los.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7480380861833006179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7480380861833006179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/cuanto-cuesta-la-libertad-porque-los.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShyEe-cbWUI/AAAAAAAAACs/n9-oXnKoLtU/s72-c/freedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-4298844755713528974</id><published>2009-05-26T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:40:03.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot cakes afternoon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShxuvsX8W9I/AAAAAAAAACM/VWpQzty8h4k/s1600-h/PICT0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShxuvsX8W9I/AAAAAAAAACM/VWpQzty8h4k/s320/PICT0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340265023799057362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoy fue tarde de hot cakes, ahaha estube con eze hablando un rato y recordamos algunas viejas epocas cuando nos conocimos. Me gusta pensar en esos momentos, lo bueno es que se siguen reproduciendo. n.n y nada, se me ocurrio hacer HOT CAKES &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; yummy, haha salieron ricos.&lt;br /&gt;re sale a la noche comerlos con te, ahora que me doy cuenta que cosas tan pequeñas nos hacen felices no? Es genial. Entonces bueno esta noche me dedicaré a hablar con eze y extrañarlo y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comer hot cakes, tomar té y mirar junjou romantica&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;3 bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-4298844755713528974?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/4298844755713528974/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot-cakes-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/4298844755713528974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/4298844755713528974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/hot-cakes-afternoon.html' title='Hot cakes afternoon.'/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShxuvsX8W9I/AAAAAAAAACM/VWpQzty8h4k/s72-c/PICT0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-356961010909411231</id><published>2009-05-25T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:16:52.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtsaeW2F-I/AAAAAAAAABk/AECSfSz42wM/s1600-h/PICT0025+copia+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtsaeW2F-I/AAAAAAAAABk/AECSfSz42wM/s320/PICT0025+copia+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339980985259136994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Todos tenemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;lado B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, pero es mas dificil dar vuelta el cassette si la "canción" no nos gusta en nuestras vidas. Si se rompe la cinta estamos perdidos, y si se enrrieda tenemos que volverla a su sitio tomando las consecuencias de los actos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-356961010909411231?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/356961010909411231/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/todos-tenemos-un-lado-b-pero-es-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/356961010909411231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/356961010909411231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/todos-tenemos-un-lado-b-pero-es-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtsaeW2F-I/AAAAAAAAABk/AECSfSz42wM/s72-c/PICT0025+copia+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-7463503191931219931</id><published>2009-05-25T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:24:13.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtgiyyqW4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/mRfvky6ofPg/s1600-h/PICT0018+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtgiyyqW4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/mRfvky6ofPg/s320/PICT0018+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339967934043937666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sueños o realidad?&lt;/span&gt; Parte de los dos tienen pesadillas no todo es &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;color rosa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-7463503191931219931?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/7463503191931219931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/suenos-o-realidad-parte-de-los-dos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7463503191931219931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/7463503191931219931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/suenos-o-realidad-parte-de-los-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtgiyyqW4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/mRfvky6ofPg/s72-c/PICT0018+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-6799863655881670960</id><published>2009-05-25T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:33:35.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[ il trillo del diavolo ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtU7WnSNAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/r9q9P8wqGpE/s1600-h/trill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtU7WnSNAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/r9q9P8wqGpE/s320/trill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339955161837220866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leyenda de esta dulce melodia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"El disco da comienzo con su obra más famosa,  la &lt;strong&gt;Sonata en sol menor, Op.1, Nº4&lt;/strong&gt;, conocida por la del “Trino del diablo”. Tartini contó a J. J. Lalande que una noche soñó que tenía al diablo por sirviente, el cual se anticipaba a todos sus deseos. Mientras pensaba cómo componer algo que sorprendiera por su inspiración, el diablo tomó el violín y ejecutó unos fragmentos que Tartini retuvo, concretó en el papel pautado y siempre sostuvo que era su mejor composición. Tras un conmovedor Larguetto que se desliza como un tierno susurro, irrumpe con fuerza un Allegro rotundo y afirmativo, en contraste con un Andante melancólico, que se alterna con el intrincado y espectacular Allegro final, todo en una atmósfera de notable libertad formal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giuseppe  Tartini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-6799863655881670960?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/6799863655881670960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/il-trillo-del-diavolo.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6799863655881670960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/6799863655881670960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/il-trillo-del-diavolo.html' title='[ il trillo del diavolo ]'/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtU7WnSNAI/AAAAAAAAAAw/r9q9P8wqGpE/s72-c/trill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7860487919920778366.post-8799156009286621235</id><published>2009-05-25T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:12:20.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinceridad Extrema.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtP9TbKruI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gwc_Ckb0u-I/s1600-h/hjhfhtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtP9TbKruI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gwc_Ckb0u-I/s320/hjhfhtf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339949697782689506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muchas veces nos confundimos en nuestras propias mentes, toda la sociedad reclama sinceridad cuando en realidad nadie esta dispuesto a cambiar para lograrla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porque exigimos mas de lo que podemos dar?&lt;/span&gt; Es una costumbre habitual de las personas el pretender cosas de los demás cuando uno mismo no puede hacerlas, y vive encerrado en una burbuja de cristal en el que todo es perfecto.&lt;br /&gt;Me siento , Por momentos, apartada de eso. Puedo afirmar, que soy en &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EXTREMO&lt;/span&gt; sincera, al punto de que al hacerme una pregunta sin cautela mi boca responde por si sola.&lt;br /&gt;Pero, si todo el mundo busca la aclamada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SINCERIDAD&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿ Porqué me siento observada como un bicho raro cuando hablo veridicamente ?&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿ Porqué todos se alejan de mi o me miran mal al hacerlo ?&lt;/span&gt; Es un extraña y amarga ironía &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿verdad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entonces, lo único que nos queda es pensar que es lo que realmente queremos. Porque estamos acostumbrados a recibir MUCHAS comodidades y lujos, pero sin poder apreciar lo que realmente &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;necesitamos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7860487919920778366-8799156009286621235?l=bloodxletters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/feeds/8799156009286621235/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/sinceridad-extrema.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/8799156009286621235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7860487919920778366/posts/default/8799156009286621235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bloodxletters.blogspot.com/2009/05/sinceridad-extrema.html' title='Sinceridad Extrema.'/><author><name>x__Flowerrr</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/SoNyhSjDLdI/AAAAAAAAAKs/oiB34h8pIG8/S220/IMG_0582c.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUYDklFb18s/ShtP9TbKruI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gwc_Ckb0u-I/s72-c/hjhfhtf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
