<?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-3831925166679372194</id><updated>2011-08-02T13:26:03.473-07:00</updated><category term='¿Lobo está?'/><title type='text'>Well, hello there.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-7080314066066101916</id><published>2011-08-02T13:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T13:26:03.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fFpvkUkd3w/TjhdLgJ_HNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3ZcU8kDzj0E/s1600/tumblr_ln0syfAih21qiejc2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fFpvkUkd3w/TjhdLgJ_HNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3ZcU8kDzj0E/s400/tumblr_ln0syfAih21qiejc2o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636357385845939410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was born to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SOMEBODY&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/3831925166679372194-7080314066066101916?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7080314066066101916/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-was-born-to-be-somebody.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/7080314066066101916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/7080314066066101916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-was-born-to-be-somebody.html' title=''/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3fFpvkUkd3w/TjhdLgJ_HNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3ZcU8kDzj0E/s72-c/tumblr_ln0syfAih21qiejc2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-5648612687464928275</id><published>2011-07-26T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:03:12.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJgw2gF9PCc/Ti9x0XYg3fI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WIuxwfhH6gY/s1600/DSC03013.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJgw2gF9PCc/Ti9x0XYg3fI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WIuxwfhH6gY/s400/DSC03013.1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633846803307748850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivimos viendo sin ver, ¿Por qué nos cuesta tanto ver de verdad? Ver lo que es tan evidente, somos curiosos, queremos ver, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ver todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero estamos preparados para ver de verdad lo que hay para ver? Todo lo que tenemos que ver está ahí, siempre está ahí a la vista, lo importante nunca está oculto, SOLO SE TRATA DE QUERER VERLO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831925166679372194-5648612687464928275?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5648612687464928275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/07/vivimos-viendo-sin-ver-por-que-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/5648612687464928275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/5648612687464928275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/07/vivimos-viendo-sin-ver-por-que-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJgw2gF9PCc/Ti9x0XYg3fI/AAAAAAAAAIg/WIuxwfhH6gY/s72-c/DSC03013.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-2976132154409092614</id><published>2009-05-02T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:04:32.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58mSDkHE6a0/Ti9EXiSYOcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dA4vmjeP0wQ/s1600/tumblr_lih724dkej1qcf5dso1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58mSDkHE6a0/Ti9EXiSYOcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dA4vmjeP0wQ/s400/tumblr_lih724dkej1qcf5dso1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633796829995350466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué adelantas sabiendo mi nombre? cada noche tengo uno distinto y siguiendo la voz del instinto, me lanzo a buscar...&lt;br /&gt;Imagino, preciosa, que un hombre, algo más, un amante discreto que se atreva a perderme el respeto... ¿no quieres probar?&lt;br /&gt;Vivo justo detras de la esquina, no me acuerdo si tengo marido, si me quitas con arte el vestido, te invito a champan&lt;br /&gt;Le solté al barman mil de propina, apure la cerveza de un sorbo, acerto quien "el templo del morbo" le puso a este bar.&lt;br /&gt;Peor para el sol, que se mete a las siete en la cuna del mar a roncar, mientras un servidor, le levanta la falda a la luna.&lt;br /&gt;Al llegar al portal nos buscamos, como dos estudiantes en celo, un piso antes del septimo cielo se abrio el ascensor...&lt;br /&gt;Nos sirvió para el ultimo gramo, el cristal de su foto de boda, no faltó ni el desfile de moda de ropa interior.&lt;br /&gt;"En mi casa no hay nada prohibido pero no vayas a enamorarte, con el alba tendras que marcharte, para no volver" Olvidando que me has conocido, que una vez estuviste en mi cama, hay caprichos de amor que una dama no debe tener.&lt;br /&gt;Peor para el sol, que se mete a las siete en la cuna del mar a roncar, mientras un servidor, le levanta la falda a la luna.&lt;br /&gt;Es mejor, le pedi, que te calles, no me gusta invertir en quimeras, me han traido hasta aqui tus caderas, NO TU CORAZÓN.&lt;br /&gt;Y despues... ¿para que mas detalles? ya sabes, copas, risas, excesos, ¿como van a caber tantos besos en una cancion?&lt;br /&gt;Volvi al bar a la noche siguiente, a brindar con su silla vacia, me pedi una cerveza bien fria y entonces no se si soñe o era suya la ardiente voz que me iba diciendo al oido: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"me moria de ganas, querido, de verte otra vez"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &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/3831925166679372194-2976132154409092614?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2976132154409092614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/que-adelantas-sabiendo-mi-nombre-cada.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/2976132154409092614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/2976132154409092614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/que-adelantas-sabiendo-mi-nombre-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-58mSDkHE6a0/Ti9EXiSYOcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dA4vmjeP0wQ/s72-c/tumblr_lih724dkej1qcf5dso1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-9207136421061664641</id><published>2009-04-23T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:55:10.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to touch a girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbAmxO2jHYA/Ti9IQpAsqXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/FGKfSpq0ez4/s1600/svfshzrn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbAmxO2jHYA/Ti9IQpAsqXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/FGKfSpq0ez4/s400/svfshzrn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633801109587667314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I think I could like you&lt;br /&gt;But I keep holding back&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't seem to tell&lt;br /&gt;If you're fiction or fact&lt;br /&gt;Show me you can laugh&lt;br /&gt;Show me you can cry&lt;br /&gt;Show me you really are&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:20px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831925166679372194-9207136421061664641?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9207136421061664641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/9207136421061664641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/9207136421061664641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='How to touch a girl'/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbAmxO2jHYA/Ti9IQpAsqXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/FGKfSpq0ez4/s72-c/svfshzrn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-4093249897332313399</id><published>2009-04-03T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:57:08.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dg-1xsK_gP4/Ti9LlHdg0PI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BjzgPyLVJbI/s1600/summer_adelaandtessie_12_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dg-1xsK_gP4/Ti9LlHdg0PI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BjzgPyLVJbI/s400/summer_adelaandtessie_12_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633804759893856498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos enamoramos cuando conocemos a alguien por quien nos sentimos atraídos y dejamos caer frente a el o ella las barreras que nos separan de los demás.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando compartimos con esa persona nuestros sentimientos y pensamientos más íntimos, tenemos la sensación de que, por fin, hicimos una conexión con alguien.&lt;br /&gt;Este sentimiento nos produce gran placer, hasta la química de nuestro cuerpo cambia, dentro de el se producen unas sustancias llamadas endorfinas.&lt;br /&gt;Nos sentimos felices y andamos todo el día de buen humor y atontados.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estamos enamorados nos parece que nuestra pareja es perfecta y la persona más maravillosa del mundo. Esa es la diferencia entre enamoramiento y el amor.&lt;br /&gt;Empezamos a amar cuando dejamos de estar enamorados.&lt;br /&gt;¿Que? Así es.&lt;br /&gt;El amor requiere conocer a la otra persona, requiere tiempo, requiere reconocer los defectos del ser amado, requiere ver lo bueno y lo malo de la relación.&lt;br /&gt;No quiere decir que enamorarse no es bueno, al contrario es maravilloso. Sin embargo es solo el principio.&lt;br /&gt;Muchas personas son adictas a estar enamoradas. Terminan sus relaciones cuando la magia de haber conocido alguien nuevo desaparece; cuando empiezan a ver defectos en la otra persona y a darse cuenta que no es tan perfecta como pensaban.&lt;br /&gt;El verdadero amor no es ciego.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando amas a alguien puedes ver sus defectos y los aceptas, puedes ver sus fallas y quieres ayudarle a superarlas.&lt;br /&gt;Al mismo tiempo esa persona ve tus propios defectos y los entiende.&lt;br /&gt;El amor verdadero esta basado en la realidad, no en un sueño de que encontraste a tu príncipe azul o a tu princesa encantada.&lt;br /&gt;Encontraste a una persona maravillosa, de acuerdo, pero no es perfecta ni tu tampoco.&lt;br /&gt;Encontraste a tu alma gemela, pero también los gemelos discuten y también tienen diferencias.&lt;br /&gt;Amar es poner en una balanza lo bueno y lo malo de esa persona y después amarla. El amor es una decisión consciente.&lt;br /&gt;Muchas veces oímos de personas que dicen que se enamoraron de alguien y que no pueden evitarlo.&lt;br /&gt;Que se supone que es una cuestión de suerte?&lt;br /&gt;Que se supone que amamos por arte de magia?&lt;br /&gt;Que se supone que alguien mas tiene poder sobre nosotros?&lt;br /&gt;De ninguna manera. Puedes sentir una gran admiración por alguien, puedes desear tener una relación con alguien, puedes estar muy agradecido por lo que alguien ha hecho por ti, pero... no la amas.&lt;br /&gt;El amor nace de la convivencia, de compartir, de dar y recibir, de intereses mutuos, de sueños compartidos.&lt;br /&gt;Tu no puedes amar a alguien que no te ama, o que no se interesa en ti. El amor verdadero es reciproco.&lt;br /&gt;Recibes tanto como das.&lt;br /&gt;Si en este momento, tu mismo tienes un "amor imposible" debes estar molesto conmigo tal vez estas pensando: Como es posible que me digas esto? Que no ves que es amor lo que siento?&lt;br /&gt;No te culpo, yo también tuve alguna vez amores imposibles y también sentí la frustración de que esa persona no me hiciera caso o me abandonara. Pero te repito, no puedes amar a alguien que no te ama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3831925166679372194-4093249897332313399?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4093249897332313399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/nos-enamoramos-cuando-conocemos-alguien.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/4093249897332313399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/4093249897332313399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/nos-enamoramos-cuando-conocemos-alguien.html' title=''/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dg-1xsK_gP4/Ti9LlHdg0PI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BjzgPyLVJbI/s72-c/summer_adelaandtessie_12_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-6769224911180807351</id><published>2009-03-30T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:57:48.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNCe9rnG3GY/Ti9RUmWBDMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/d3t--af4zHQ/s1600/tumblr_li9ji8He7e1qef21ko1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNCe9rnG3GY/Ti9RUmWBDMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/d3t--af4zHQ/s400/tumblr_li9ji8He7e1qef21ko1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633811073195904194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estoy lejos de ti, las estrellas no brillan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831925166679372194-6769224911180807351?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6769224911180807351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuando-estoy-lejos-de-ti-las-e-s-t-r-e.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/6769224911180807351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/6769224911180807351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuando-estoy-lejos-de-ti-las-e-s-t-r-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MNCe9rnG3GY/Ti9RUmWBDMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/d3t--af4zHQ/s72-c/tumblr_li9ji8He7e1qef21ko1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-2815330565569096876</id><published>2009-03-26T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:58:10.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/ScwZp_eqXWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gUrZN4ilkqg/s1600-h/1206446812_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/ScwZp_eqXWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gUrZN4ilkqg/s320/1206446812_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317653469223083362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POR UN BESO escribo una cancion, POR UN BESO hago salir el sol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831925166679372194-2815330565569096876?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2815330565569096876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/por-un-beso-escribo-una-cancion.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/2815330565569096876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/2815330565569096876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/por-un-beso-escribo-una-cancion.html' title=''/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/ScwZp_eqXWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gUrZN4ilkqg/s72-c/1206446812_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-1271745404126164433</id><published>2009-03-22T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:59:18.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No podré</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooQqwUfBe94/Ti9UyKxOjiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cHqsy3Yx9Cs/s1600/44566_1580972650509_1421483671_1524358_268606_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooQqwUfBe94/Ti9UyKxOjiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cHqsy3Yx9Cs/s400/44566_1580972650509_1421483671_1524358_268606_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633814879724801570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/ScbEmeE2vfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DTiMMay1jIA/s1600-h/18.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime como hare, Para olvidar tus besos, como hare?&lt;br /&gt;Para borrar mis sentimientos, dime como hare?&lt;br /&gt;Para alejar El recuerdo que pase&lt;br /&gt;Y el desprecio por amarnos&lt;br /&gt;Será sufrir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831925166679372194-1271745404126164433?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1271745404126164433/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-podre.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/1271745404126164433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/1271745404126164433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-podre.html' title='No podré'/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooQqwUfBe94/Ti9UyKxOjiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cHqsy3Yx9Cs/s72-c/44566_1580972650509_1421483671_1524358_268606_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-3130840309021198775</id><published>2009-03-14T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:05:20.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3w79zvh3NOo/Ti9S3Xo6m6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/dSguy7-EByk/s1600/tumblr_lljg7nMn0G1qgsvrbo1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3w79zvh3NOo/Ti9S3Xo6m6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/dSguy7-EByk/s400/tumblr_lljg7nMn0G1qgsvrbo1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633812770055691170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/Sbxx1alUGFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NdvTAFTy_p4/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Enamórate de alguien que:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;te ame, que te espere, que te comprenda aún en la locura; de alguien que te ayude, que te guíe,que sea tu apoyo, tu esperanza, tu todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/Sbxx1alUGFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NdvTAFTy_p4/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Enamórate de alguien que no te traicione, que sea fiel, que sueñe contigo, que sólo piense en ti, en tu rostro, en tu delicadeza, en tu espíritu y no en tu cuerpo o en tus bienes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Enamórate de alguien que te espere hasta el final, de alguien que sea lo que tú no elijas, lo que no esperes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/Sbxx1alUGFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NdvTAFTy_p4/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Enamórate de alguien que sufra contigo, que ría junto a ti, que seque tus lágrimas, que te abrigue cuando sea necesario, que se alegre con tus alegrías y que te dé fuerzas después de un fracaso.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/Sbxx1alUGFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NdvTAFTy_p4/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Enamórate de alguien que vuelva a tí después de las peleas, después del desencuentro, de alguien que camine junto a ti, que sea un buen compañero/a, que respete tus fantasías, tus ilusiones.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/Sbxx1alUGFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NdvTAFTy_p4/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Enamórate de alguien que te ame.No te enamores del amor,enamórate de alguien que este enamorado de tí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831925166679372194-3130840309021198775?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3130840309021198775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_1732.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/3130840309021198775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/3130840309021198775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_1732.html' title=''/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3w79zvh3NOo/Ti9S3Xo6m6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/dSguy7-EByk/s72-c/tumblr_lljg7nMn0G1qgsvrbo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-4515698930384803082</id><published>2009-03-14T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:53:27.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32uOIZkyRlQ/Ti9TZg_aXPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MjV23eDwGSA/s1600/tumblr_lo8w71sfIE1qdu8t8o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32uOIZkyRlQ/Ti9TZg_aXPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MjV23eDwGSA/s400/tumblr_lo8w71sfIE1qdu8t8o1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633813356681518322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/Sbxj96P3S4I/AAAAAAAAADo/vIoc_zl14sY/s1600-h/1236887895407_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Que hago con mis labios? Si me ruegan tus besos, Que hago con mis manos? Cuando suplican tu regreso, Que hago con mis noches? Que hago con mis dias? Que hago con tu ausencia?Que se aferra a la mia, DIME QUE HAGO YO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831925166679372194-4515698930384803082?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4515698930384803082/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/4515698930384803082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/4515698930384803082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-32uOIZkyRlQ/Ti9TZg_aXPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MjV23eDwGSA/s72-c/tumblr_lo8w71sfIE1qdu8t8o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-895237877551626072</id><published>2009-03-14T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:27:53.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n3vlqaCFpAg/Ti9bTWsRbxI/AAAAAAAAAII/JJiqxjBuNfA/s1600/tumblr_lmi0enZo0J1qbaglxo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n3vlqaCFpAg/Ti9bTWsRbxI/AAAAAAAAAII/JJiqxjBuNfA/s400/tumblr_lmi0enZo0J1qbaglxo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633822046930693906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/SbxCi3nvZwI/AAAAAAAAACg/bCYJlV8_PpU/s1600-h/1232672839780_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besarnos hasta desgastarnos nuestros labios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831925166679372194-895237877551626072?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/895237877551626072/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/cada-dia-que-pasa-me-enamoro-mas-de-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/895237877551626072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/895237877551626072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/cada-dia-que-pasa-me-enamoro-mas-de-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n3vlqaCFpAg/Ti9bTWsRbxI/AAAAAAAAAII/JJiqxjBuNfA/s72-c/tumblr_lmi0enZo0J1qbaglxo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-3703615362084065210</id><published>2009-03-13T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:32:29.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXZpJe4ixyw/Ti9ckIex9qI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3ees9HMTnq8/s1600/tumblr_loy43jdMOO1qd94w9o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXZpJe4ixyw/Ti9ckIex9qI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3ees9HMTnq8/s400/tumblr_loy43jdMOO1qd94w9o1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633823434685413026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6XFt0HqJxUY/SbsfY75SK3I/AAAAAAAAACY/jXQCgEBpb2w/s1600-h/img027.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ser yo, la que despierte en ti un nuevo sentimiento,&lt;br /&gt;y te enseñe a creer y ENTREGARTE OTRA VEZ sin medir los abrazos que des.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831925166679372194-3703615362084065210?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3703615362084065210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/quiero-ser-yo-la-que-despierte-en-ti-un.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/3703615362084065210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/3703615362084065210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/quiero-ser-yo-la-que-despierte-en-ti-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXZpJe4ixyw/Ti9ckIex9qI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3ees9HMTnq8/s72-c/tumblr_loy43jdMOO1qd94w9o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3831925166679372194.post-5361482302626265855</id><published>2009-03-13T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:35:37.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='¿Lobo está?'/><title type='text'>Ya no quiero ni pensar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-egrUoNdgJW4/Ti9dNVRhsPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9kmT2oUEt8g/s1600/tumblr_loujohpjZj1qj9g5mo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-egrUoNdgJW4/Ti9dNVRhsPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9kmT2oUEt8g/s400/tumblr_loujohpjZj1qj9g5mo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633824142494118130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juguemos en el bosque, mientras el lobo no está... ¿Lobo está?&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez se está poniendo las medias, o las botas, pero el lobo siempre está.&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez es un lobo en piel de cordero. Cuando menos lo esperás, el lobo está. Acechando, husmeando... siempre está. En rincones obscuros, afilando sus dientes, el lobo está.&lt;br /&gt;El lobo llega, tarde o temprano.&lt;br /&gt;Si no se puede evitar, entonces mejor olvidarse del lobo. Y cuando el lobo tenga que venir, que venga, y que nos encuentre bailando. Y bailando y divirtiéndonos como locos, darle pelea al lobo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3831925166679372194-5361482302626265855?l=holarominaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5361482302626265855/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/5361482302626265855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3831925166679372194/posts/default/5361482302626265855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holarominaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/03/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html' title='Ya no quiero ni pensar'/><author><name>Holarominaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06609945444604491270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4rXofxkxsnM/Ti8bEXeYLRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mcWjHid2fXU/s220/101_1462.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-egrUoNdgJW4/Ti9dNVRhsPI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9kmT2oUEt8g/s72-c/tumblr_loujohpjZj1qj9g5mo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
