<?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-148181400851862380</id><updated>2012-01-24T09:17:36.455-08:00</updated><category term='l'/><title type='text'>Jugar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1305549586042589806</id><published>2012-01-24T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T09:17:36.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacaciones 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kX_O309F0Jw/Tx7gIa8hqFI/AAAAAAAAAh4/dLaJEARpiGs/s1600/397934_3204434593752_1352741352_33393067_458194570_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kX_O309F0Jw/Tx7gIa8hqFI/AAAAAAAAAh4/dLaJEARpiGs/s320/397934_3204434593752_1352741352_33393067_458194570_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rpUcUJVKswo/Tx7gGmTcsTI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ezn8zDg3rfE/s1600/396110_2561399360903_1431633951_31949762_562605261_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rpUcUJVKswo/Tx7gGmTcsTI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ezn8zDg3rfE/s1600/396110_2561399360903_1431633951_31949762_562605261_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rpUcUJVKswo/Tx7gGmTcsTI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ezn8zDg3rfE/s320/396110_2561399360903_1431633951_31949762_562605261_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;En Moron esperando el micro para irnos a Mar del Tuyu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOG0s4pS4gw/Tx7gMhaleII/AAAAAAAAAiA/xHRy2x5j790/s1600/400129_2561371080196_1431633951_31949726_248597424_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nOG0s4pS4gw/Tx7gMhaleII/AAAAAAAAAiA/xHRy2x5j790/s320/400129_2561371080196_1431633951_31949726_248597424_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKDEPoSlL_A/Tx7gPjzkSEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/goLU5Lc8nM0/s1600/406460_3204505995537_1352741352_33393096_1943427809_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nKDEPoSlL_A/Tx7gPjzkSEI/AAAAAAAAAiI/goLU5Lc8nM0/s320/406460_3204505995537_1352741352_33393096_1943427809_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;LLEGAMOS AL ESPERADO LUGAAAAAAAAAR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xykCvU4AKCY/Tx7gTk_bNRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Mu-Pq56cyag/s1600/409214_3204533916235_1352741352_33393113_35244626_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xykCvU4AKCY/Tx7gTk_bNRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Mu-Pq56cyag/s320/409214_3204533916235_1352741352_33393113_35244626_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sanber Chico !&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Teresita !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c4O4S9JZW-g/Tx7gW9G6aRI/AAAAAAAAAiY/A-W9Zx9Tii8/s1600/400336_3204701200417_1352741352_33393189_843815874_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c4O4S9JZW-g/Tx7gW9G6aRI/AAAAAAAAAiY/A-W9Zx9Tii8/s320/400336_3204701200417_1352741352_33393189_843815874_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDOj4CFINP0/Tx7gb8PmKeI/AAAAAAAAAig/lN9jy3BYF1Y/s1600/407141_3205327456073_1352741352_33393560_488545646_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDOj4CFINP0/Tx7gb8PmKeI/AAAAAAAAAig/lN9jy3BYF1Y/s320/407141_3205327456073_1352741352_33393560_488545646_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kPmtaNo4bac/Tx7gdpduaVI/AAAAAAAAAio/ecTNsBsXFhA/s1600/403101_3204557636828_1352741352_33393125_2038582903_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kPmtaNo4bac/Tx7gdpduaVI/AAAAAAAAAio/ecTNsBsXFhA/s320/403101_3204557636828_1352741352_33393125_2038582903_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Envidia envidia nos tienen envidia&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;El fernet fue nuestro fiel compañero, en las mañanas, en las tardes y en las noches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NO8dBBZB04s/Tx7ghUuJ13I/AAAAAAAAAiw/CBKNGAz9hvk/s1600/155484_2561614326277_1431633951_31949853_702871278_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NO8dBBZB04s/Tx7ghUuJ13I/AAAAAAAAAiw/CBKNGAz9hvk/s320/155484_2561614326277_1431633951_31949853_702871278_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4afQv0d-tA8/Tx7gkkOVkCI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-2ODRa6-5lg/s1600/409088_2561624406529_1431633951_31949873_334202786_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4afQv0d-tA8/Tx7gkkOVkCI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-2ODRa6-5lg/s320/409088_2561624406529_1431633951_31949873_334202786_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8UwB3TI278/Tx7g7FpCuDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/XryzccJNuJw/s1600/402441_3205423978486_1352741352_33393652_871137408_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8UwB3TI278/Tx7g7FpCuDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/XryzccJNuJw/s320/402441_3205423978486_1352741352_33393652_871137408_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Playa en San Bernardo&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBFWKC72jMw/Tx7g-5Yp-FI/AAAAAAAAAjI/OA1PKmiXICw/s1600/396702_3205437018812_1352741352_33393665_310565164_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBFWKC72jMw/Tx7g-5Yp-FI/AAAAAAAAAjI/OA1PKmiXICw/s320/396702_3205437018812_1352741352_33393665_310565164_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gifdEaeRezU/Tx7hH2x3LqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/pC8hDSfDNYI/s1600/403886_3205504020487_1352741352_33393739_1150549346_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gifdEaeRezU/Tx7hH2x3LqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/pC8hDSfDNYI/s320/403886_3205504020487_1352741352_33393739_1150549346_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrno !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1q8mzyCwxc/Tx7hQ6B0XlI/AAAAAAAAAjY/pBnpWisj8tE/s1600/402532_3205482459948_1352741352_33393713_833812596_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1q8mzyCwxc/Tx7hQ6B0XlI/AAAAAAAAAjY/pBnpWisj8tE/s320/402532_3205482459948_1352741352_33393713_833812596_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bolsitos preparado. Volvemos sin un poco de ganas a nuestras casas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbn0Jx-FkUU/Tx7hafPTt-I/AAAAAAAAAjw/6thRhEAqol4/s1600/403223_3205505660528_1352741352_33393741_68323016_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbn0Jx-FkUU/Tx7hafPTt-I/AAAAAAAAAjw/6thRhEAqol4/s320/403223_3205505660528_1352741352_33393741_68323016_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ad83TA316bU/Tx7hUVMoQBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/FO4tcuCqcBE/s1600/405264_3205491500174_1352741352_33393725_1672093415_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ad83TA316bU/Tx7hUVMoQBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/FO4tcuCqcBE/s320/405264_3205491500174_1352741352_33393725_1672093415_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-okpRGvpJWCo/Tx7hXDCp8jI/AAAAAAAAAjo/TXMxTVBMrG8/s1600/396364_3205509500624_1352741352_33393745_1802297139_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-okpRGvpJWCo/Tx7hXDCp8jI/AAAAAAAAAjo/TXMxTVBMrG8/s320/396364_3205509500624_1352741352_33393745_1802297139_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y llego el momento de partir :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el 5to HUBO FIESTAAAAAAA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Y con toda la tristeza del mundo, pero a la vez con una alegria y felicdad&amp;nbsp;inmensa&amp;nbsp;de haber pasado 7 dias de pura fiesta en la costa atlantica, NOS FUIMOS CADA UNA A SU CASITA !&lt;br /&gt;Mar del Tuyu - Santa Teresita - Mar de ajo - San Bernardo . Enero 2012 !&lt;br /&gt;Envidia, envidia la PP nos tiene envidia&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;♪ YO QUIERO QUE ESTO SIGA HASTA QUE SALGA EL SOL, HASTA QUE SALGA EL SOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;♪ Aguante la tuca que me hizo flashear&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aromas: I love you - Dulces momentos.&lt;br /&gt;Frases: Cuando fumo tengo que comer - Vamos a la playa? - Solchis la puta madre - Quiero tomar un vinito - Que hay de comer? Arroz con atun - Puerta - Quiero c*jer - Y mi corrector donde esta ? - Danos un piquito a todas ... ( y asi muchas mas )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fueron al carajo estas vacaciones, no pense que la iba a pasar tan bien. Gracias por todo amigas, me hicieron vivir LAS vacaciones de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;POR EL SIEMPRE EL QUINTO ! LAS AMOOOOOOOO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 13px; text-align: left;"&gt;♥&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/148181400851862380-1305549586042589806?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1305549586042589806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2012/01/vacaciones-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1305549586042589806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1305549586042589806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2012/01/vacaciones-2012.html' title='Vacaciones 2012'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kX_O309F0Jw/Tx7gIa8hqFI/AAAAAAAAAh4/dLaJEARpiGs/s72-c/397934_3204434593752_1352741352_33393067_458194570_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-4060396622126823962</id><published>2012-01-06T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T22:52:28.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ARiBpYsV8JE/Twfrmyl6GcI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/AH4Ue38lawo/s1600/hermanos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ARiBpYsV8JE/Twfrmyl6GcI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/AH4Ue38lawo/s320/hermanos.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #242424; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;Me disculpo por &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; estar enamorada&amp;nbsp;, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #242424; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;s como si tu corazón no estuviera exactamente roto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: #242424; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #242424; font-weight: bold; text-align: left;"&gt;Es solo un pensamiento, un pensamiento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-4060396622126823962?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/4060396622126823962/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2012/01/me-disculpo-por-no-estar-enamorada-e-s.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4060396622126823962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4060396622126823962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2012/01/me-disculpo-por-no-estar-enamorada-e-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ARiBpYsV8JE/Twfrmyl6GcI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/AH4Ue38lawo/s72-c/hermanos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-436947568523522799</id><published>2012-01-03T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T18:46:48.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CtRW4mbiC0/TwO5Z2Ymq_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/57nBSoxGK7I/s1600/Foto0235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CtRW4mbiC0/TwO5Z2Ymq_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/57nBSoxGK7I/s400/Foto0235.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Lo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;mas&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;quería&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;este&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;momento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;tengo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;mis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;manos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-size: large;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd; font-size: large;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #20124d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #20124d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: cyan;"&gt;{Mar del Tuyu - 16 - &amp;nbsp;54,2 - 5to}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-436947568523522799?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/436947568523522799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2012/01/lo-qu-e-mas-queria-en-este-momento-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/436947568523522799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/436947568523522799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2012/01/lo-qu-e-mas-queria-en-este-momento-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CtRW4mbiC0/TwO5Z2Ymq_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/57nBSoxGK7I/s72-c/Foto0235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1951977932893697878</id><published>2011-12-15T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T18:41:32.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxcMq1tGZ48/TuqvT2KXN4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/zyLGm5lXtvI/s1600/387822_2798372045727_1451303286_2919034_1940709453_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxcMq1tGZ48/TuqvT2KXN4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/zyLGm5lXtvI/s320/387822_2798372045727_1451303286_2919034_1940709453_n.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Aunque a veces digo basta en las noches de subasta me la juego hasta ganar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Siempre cinco para el peso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;siempre abrazo, nunca un beso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;y ahora ni torta ni pan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Sólo me quedan recuerdos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;de ese sueño momentáneo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;viejos tiempos de adicción.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;A planteos poco cuerdos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;al placer del desengaño, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;a la dulce confusión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Sólo me queda el consuelo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;de saberme muy tranquilo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;yo ya sé que la peleé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Me pensaba que era el ciego, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;me pensaba que era el pueblo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc;"&gt;que era el tuerto y que era el re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1951977932893697878?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1951977932893697878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/12/aunque-veces-digo-basta-en-las-noches.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1951977932893697878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1951977932893697878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/12/aunque-veces-digo-basta-en-las-noches.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cxcMq1tGZ48/TuqvT2KXN4I/AAAAAAAAAe8/zyLGm5lXtvI/s72-c/387822_2798372045727_1451303286_2919034_1940709453_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-9202041972220395032</id><published>2011-12-04T19:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T19:33:37.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No pretendo ser distinta, metí la pata mas de una vez lo sé. Pero yo nunca te olvide. Porque eres de esas cosas que por mas que pasa el tiempo no se olvida. Esos besos que me diste, no se olvidan. Hay que tener mala memoria.&lt;/i&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/148181400851862380-9202041972220395032?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/9202041972220395032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-pretendo-ser-distinta-meti-la-pata.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/9202041972220395032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/9202041972220395032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-pretendo-ser-distinta-meti-la-pata.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-712437088698526180</id><published>2011-11-10T15:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:05:43.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Pero nos queda un valor que no se pierde ni vende, tesoro del corazón, que de traiciones no entiendeSon las cosas que quedan marcadas para siempre en un rincón del alma, que nunca alcanza la &lt;br /&gt;soledad. &lt;br /&gt;Son los buenos amores y los buenos momentos que quedarán latiendo adentro nuestro hasta morir.Y los ángeles buenos y los buenos amigos, los verdaderos dueños de las razones para vivir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AkGUuEEWhGE/TrxYmmfOYdI/AAAAAAAAAe0/KJGXWCL4rZI/s1600/amigos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AkGUuEEWhGE/TrxYmmfOYdI/AAAAAAAAAe0/KJGXWCL4rZI/s400/amigos.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-712437088698526180?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/712437088698526180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/11/pero-nos-queda-un-valor-que-no-se.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/712437088698526180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/712437088698526180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/11/pero-nos-queda-un-valor-que-no-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AkGUuEEWhGE/TrxYmmfOYdI/AAAAAAAAAe0/KJGXWCL4rZI/s72-c/amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2289723716295451729</id><published>2011-10-26T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T19:17:09.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: black;"&gt;“Puedo mostrarte mi vida, pero no la mires mucho…&lt;br /&gt;no es que no tenga corazón, es que hace rato no lo uso"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLSGou1L6uY/Tqi-r56eEFI/AAAAAAAAAes/nHjJ4jhCuSQ/s1600/294210_2496251732908_1451303286_2787641_768910865_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLSGou1L6uY/Tqi-r56eEFI/AAAAAAAAAes/nHjJ4jhCuSQ/s320/294210_2496251732908_1451303286_2787641_768910865_n.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-2289723716295451729?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/2289723716295451729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/10/puedo-mostrarte-mi-vida-pero-no-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2289723716295451729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2289723716295451729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/10/puedo-mostrarte-mi-vida-pero-no-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLSGou1L6uY/Tqi-r56eEFI/AAAAAAAAAes/nHjJ4jhCuSQ/s72-c/294210_2496251732908_1451303286_2787641_768910865_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2778218041972774359</id><published>2011-10-23T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T20:17:52.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjjFYTV_r0w/TqTYswCEeuI/AAAAAAAAAek/0i0JZCQX4o0/s1600/DSC00765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjjFYTV_r0w/TqTYswCEeuI/AAAAAAAAAek/0i0JZCQX4o0/s320/DSC00765.JPG" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Yo abrí de par en par las puertas de mi alma y dejé que saliera mi secreto peor,&lt;br /&gt;disimulando lo triste y conservando la calma le dije&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt; "aunque no creas, estoy buscando amor".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/148181400851862380-2778218041972774359?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/2778218041972774359/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/10/yo-abri-de-par-en-par-las-puertas-de-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2778218041972774359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2778218041972774359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/10/yo-abri-de-par-en-par-las-puertas-de-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SjjFYTV_r0w/TqTYswCEeuI/AAAAAAAAAek/0i0JZCQX4o0/s72-c/DSC00765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-6190833996626337358</id><published>2011-09-30T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T08:23:15.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2-wGUNsU2g/ToXeySu1n4I/AAAAAAAAAeg/ZmSwPZNYQbY/s1600/317529_2290106565808_1043297246_2593172_1624635930_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2-wGUNsU2g/ToXeySu1n4I/AAAAAAAAAeg/ZmSwPZNYQbY/s320/317529_2290106565808_1043297246_2593172_1624635930_n.jpg" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Yo se a quien le canto porque vos estas acá, conoces las buenas y las malas de este árbol que siempre volverá a crecer y que buscará con vos la paz. Porque la vida pasa y te aprendí a mirar...&lt;br /&gt;Y te miro y puedo comprender que seguirás buscando esa verdad perdida y ahora entiendo que hoy es como ayer y no voy a frenarte en tu camino.&lt;br /&gt;Y quien soy yo para aconsejar, si aun no tiene rumbo mi vida cada cual elige su final y no voy a frenarte en tu camino.&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/148181400851862380-6190833996626337358?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/6190833996626337358/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/yo-se-quien-le-canto-porque-vos-estas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6190833996626337358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6190833996626337358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/yo-se-quien-le-canto-porque-vos-estas.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2-wGUNsU2g/ToXeySu1n4I/AAAAAAAAAeg/ZmSwPZNYQbY/s72-c/317529_2290106565808_1043297246_2593172_1624635930_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1119973393782482787</id><published>2011-09-24T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T11:12:57.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy no es que rompa cadenas&amp;nbsp;solo me doy por vencido&amp;nbsp;y te perdono por todo,&amp;nbsp;por venir y haberte ido.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Si la pena se supera&amp;nbsp;a mi me importa muy poco,&amp;nbsp;no esperaba que así fuera mi amor,&amp;nbsp;si aun sueño que te toco.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No se de un tiempo a esta parte,&amp;nbsp;no entiendo como pude desarmarme.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Me sobraron tantas cosas&amp;nbsp;que no pude darte a tiempo&amp;nbsp;o tal vez nunca exististe,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;fuiste mi mejor invento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqt4B1eDkSE/Tn4dYi_8YRI/AAAAAAAAAec/2_7a4jAgf2o/s1600/313383_2451372327200_1338755846_32955355_1643858861_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqt4B1eDkSE/Tn4dYi_8YRI/AAAAAAAAAec/2_7a4jAgf2o/s320/313383_2451372327200_1338755846_32955355_1643858861_n.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoy mis ojos no te ven,&amp;nbsp;hoy mi boca no te nombra,&amp;nbsp;nadie sabe que me hiciste mi amor&amp;nbsp;solo mi cuerpo y tu sombra.&lt;br /&gt;No se de un tiempo a esta parte,&amp;nbsp;no entiendo como pude desarmarme&amp;nbsp;y como termino.&lt;/i&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/148181400851862380-1119973393782482787?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1119973393782482787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/hoy-no-es-que-rompa-cadenas-me-doy-por.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1119973393782482787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1119973393782482787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/hoy-no-es-que-rompa-cadenas-me-doy-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqt4B1eDkSE/Tn4dYi_8YRI/AAAAAAAAAec/2_7a4jAgf2o/s72-c/313383_2451372327200_1338755846_32955355_1643858861_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3229012574402106929</id><published>2011-09-15T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:12:16.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Si alguna vez preguntas el por que, no sabre decirte la razón, yo no la se. Por eso y mas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERDÓNAME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Si alguna vez te hice sonreír, creistes poco a poco en mi. Fui yo, lo se por eso y mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERDÓNAME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-3229012574402106929?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3229012574402106929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/si-alguna-vez-preguntas-el-por-que-no.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3229012574402106929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3229012574402106929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/si-alguna-vez-preguntas-el-por-que-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-754457730427793472</id><published>2011-09-15T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:00:21.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8f5Nrmnshuw/TnLIeHV88PI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hfKMkRWkhxM/s1600/308053_2232937016605_1043297246_2546911_1972604363_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8f5Nrmnshuw/TnLIeHV88PI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hfKMkRWkhxM/s320/308053_2232937016605_1043297246_2546911_1972604363_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: black;"&gt;Empiezo a creer que te quiero y empiezo a soñar con tus besos. Sin embargo no voy a decirlo&lt;br /&gt;hasta que tu sientas lo mismo. Porque tengo miedo, miedo de quererte y que no quieras&lt;br /&gt;volver a verme.&lt;br /&gt;Por eso dime que me quieres, o dime que ya no lo sientes, que ya no corre por tus venas ese &lt;br /&gt;calor que siento al verte. No lo intentes, se que me mientes...&lt;/i&gt;&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/148181400851862380-754457730427793472?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/754457730427793472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/empiezo-creer-que-te-quiero-y-empiezo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/754457730427793472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/754457730427793472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/empiezo-creer-que-te-quiero-y-empiezo.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8f5Nrmnshuw/TnLIeHV88PI/AAAAAAAAAeY/hfKMkRWkhxM/s72-c/308053_2232937016605_1043297246_2546911_1972604363_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-5557523837488526184</id><published>2011-09-13T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:17:28.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7FS3X-k6EQ/TnAqnffko1I/AAAAAAAAAeU/5HrKD4n2F2o/s1600/300358_2414760452392_1352741352_32952599_5682117_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7FS3X-k6EQ/TnAqnffko1I/AAAAAAAAAeU/5HrKD4n2F2o/s320/300358_2414760452392_1352741352_32952599_5682117_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;No perdemos nada con solo probar, luego una canción nos escribirá. Yo te doy mis sueños, aprende a soñar.&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/148181400851862380-5557523837488526184?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/5557523837488526184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-perdemos-nada-con-solo-probar-luego.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5557523837488526184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5557523837488526184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-perdemos-nada-con-solo-probar-luego.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--7FS3X-k6EQ/TnAqnffko1I/AAAAAAAAAeU/5HrKD4n2F2o/s72-c/300358_2414760452392_1352741352_32952599_5682117_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-6996992607122819714</id><published>2011-09-02T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T11:16:58.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ven intentemoslo otra vez&amp;nbsp;y tratemos de hacerlo bien&amp;nbsp;y dejemos todo al olvido. &lt;br /&gt;Ay ven , caminemos juntos con fe&amp;nbsp;y hablaremos y sin temer aunque no nos entendamos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Solo una vez mas, y dejemos todo atras, si los niños se pelean y vuelven a jugar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;uitemos ese temor y no digas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;mas&amp;nbsp;adiós,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;arranca ese RENCOR y deposita el AMOR por favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKFzlwcVjy8/TmEPC1yySzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/OTw5OWdkIUA/s1600/Foto0189.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKFzlwcVjy8/TmEPC1yySzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/OTw5OWdkIUA/s400/Foto0189.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-6996992607122819714?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/6996992607122819714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/ven-intentemoslo-otra-vez-tratemos-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6996992607122819714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6996992607122819714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/ven-intentemoslo-otra-vez-tratemos-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AKFzlwcVjy8/TmEPC1yySzI/AAAAAAAAAeI/OTw5OWdkIUA/s72-c/Foto0189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-4715865576939187934</id><published>2011-09-02T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T10:20:25.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0U3g5t8ccds/TmD7v3qmnkI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ENuSKzwZyEc/s1600/2011-09-01_20-27-16_351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0U3g5t8ccds/TmD7v3qmnkI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ENuSKzwZyEc/s320/2011-09-01_20-27-16_351.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #990000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Si es dura la batalla, TRANQUI ! mas dulce es la victoria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-4715865576939187934?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/4715865576939187934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/si-es-dura-la-batalla-tranqui-mas-dulce.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4715865576939187934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4715865576939187934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/si-es-dura-la-batalla-tranqui-mas-dulce.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0U3g5t8ccds/TmD7v3qmnkI/AAAAAAAAAeA/ENuSKzwZyEc/s72-c/2011-09-01_20-27-16_351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-7904490512847488655</id><published>2011-09-01T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T19:49:42.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;De vez en cuando digo tu nombre y tu cara aparece repentinamente pero este es solo apenas un juego loco, cuando se termina, termina en rasgones.&lt;br /&gt;Así que,cariño, ten un corazón, no dejes que un &lt;u&gt;ERROR&lt;/u&gt; nos separe.&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, no estoy destinado a vivir sola &lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-7904490512847488655?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/7904490512847488655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-vez-en-cuando-digo-tu-nombre-y-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7904490512847488655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7904490512847488655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-vez-en-cuando-digo-tu-nombre-y-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-671118440804736620</id><published>2011-08-15T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:51:45.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8OMkmYQB1eo/TklNUNdvyeI/AAAAAAAAAdo/MmSk0Km_P8M/s1600/Foto0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641125017865406946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8OMkmYQB1eo/TklNUNdvyeI/AAAAAAAAAdo/MmSk0Km_P8M/s320/Foto0067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Justo cuando sentía que debía renunciar a nosotros tú volteaste y me diste una ultima caricia que hizo sentir mejor todo. Y aún así mis ojos echaron a llorar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tan confundida quiero preguntarte si me amas, pero no quiero parecer tan débil...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-671118440804736620?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/671118440804736620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/08/justo-cuando-sentia-que-debia-renunciar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/671118440804736620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/671118440804736620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/08/justo-cuando-sentia-que-debia-renunciar.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8OMkmYQB1eo/TklNUNdvyeI/AAAAAAAAAdo/MmSk0Km_P8M/s72-c/Foto0067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1177690779635954027</id><published>2011-08-13T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T17:29:28.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Me gustaria ser yo la que te despierte en las mañanas con un beso, ser yo a la que mires y te emociones de tan solo verla, ser yo la que te de paz, la que te haga sentir bien.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Te necesito en mi cama, en mi vida, en mi cuerpo, te necesito en mi. Pero no estas, y no vas a estar nunca. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1177690779635954027?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1177690779635954027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/08/me-gustaria-ser-yo-la-que-te-despierte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1177690779635954027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1177690779635954027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/08/me-gustaria-ser-yo-la-que-te-despierte.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-5011492312993591880</id><published>2011-07-12T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T09:58:35.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Yo Se bien que lo merezco porque en otro tiempo yo fui quien fallo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;fui yo.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/148181400851862380-5011492312993591880?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/5011492312993591880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/07/yo-se-bien-que-lo-merezco-porque-en.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5011492312993591880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5011492312993591880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/07/yo-se-bien-que-lo-merezco-porque-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1043264074407731844</id><published>2011-07-05T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T17:55:46.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwQXtdq2z_4/ThOwj8r0JVI/AAAAAAAAAc8/CqNfrQAs3wQ/s1600/217415_1954774316311_1451303286_2215010_4392482_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwQXtdq2z_4/ThOwj8r0JVI/AAAAAAAAAc8/CqNfrQAs3wQ/s320/217415_1954774316311_1451303286_2215010_4392482_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626034491147691346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;Cuantas veces nos salvo el pudor y mis ganas de SIEMPRE buscarte. Pedacito de amor delirante.&lt;br /&gt;Colgada de tu cuello en sabado de lluvia  las cinco de la tarde.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe Dios como me cuesta dejarte y te miro mientras duermes mas no voy a despertarte. Es que hoy, se me agoto la esperanza porque con lo que nos queda de nosotros YA NO ALCANZA.&lt;br /&gt;Eres lo que mas he querido en la vida lo que mas he querido.&lt;br /&gt;Cuantas veces quise hacerlo bien y peque por hablar demasiado, no saber donde, como ni cuando. Todos estos años caminando juntos ahora no parecen tantos.&lt;br /&gt;Sabe Dios, todo el AMOR QUE JURAMOS, PERO HOY YA NO ES LO MISMO, YA NOS VAMOS A ENGAÑARMOS.&lt;br /&gt;Que soy una mujer en el mundo QUE HIZO TODO LO QUE PUDO, NO TE OLVIDES NI UN SEGUNDO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1043264074407731844?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1043264074407731844/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/07/cuantas-veces-nos-salvo-el-pudor-y-mis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1043264074407731844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1043264074407731844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/07/cuantas-veces-nos-salvo-el-pudor-y-mis.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OwQXtdq2z_4/ThOwj8r0JVI/AAAAAAAAAc8/CqNfrQAs3wQ/s72-c/217415_1954774316311_1451303286_2215010_4392482_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-7435694699010140869</id><published>2011-07-01T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T19:08:16.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ou8K1gIw8-Q/Tg59fS3rMpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YqyL61MjoK0/s1600/Snapshot_20110327.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ou8K1gIw8-Q/Tg59fS3rMpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YqyL61MjoK0/s320/Snapshot_20110327.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624570961227100818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;De modo que no tengo respuesta a ninguna pregunta tuya, sencillamente porque carezco de tus preguntas. Pero yo si tengo preguntas. No las que vos ya sabes sin necesidad de que te las haga, y que, dicho sea de paso, no me gusta hacerte para no tentarte a que alguna vez (en broma, o lo que seria mucho mas grave, en serio) me digas:'Ya no'.&lt;br /&gt;¿Te das cuenta que te extraño? Pese a mi capacidad de adaptacion, que no es poca, esta es una de las faltas a las que ni mi animo, ni mi cuerpo se han acostumbrado. Al menos, hasta hoy. ¿Llegare a habituarme? No lo creo. ¿Vos te habituaste?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-7435694699010140869?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/7435694699010140869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/07/de-modo-que-no-tengo-respuesta-ninguna.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7435694699010140869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7435694699010140869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/07/de-modo-que-no-tengo-respuesta-ninguna.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ou8K1gIw8-Q/Tg59fS3rMpI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YqyL61MjoK0/s72-c/Snapshot_20110327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1840889364573731400</id><published>2011-07-01T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T18:53:26.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Estoy entre que &lt;i&gt;te olvidaste&lt;/i&gt; o que ya &lt;i&gt;no te importo&lt;/i&gt;, o que simplemente... no sé... &lt;i&gt;no pensaste&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Acá estoy. Sí, después de tanto tiempo, aún espero un &lt;i&gt;Cómo estás?&lt;/i&gt; - (&lt;i&gt;te espero&lt;/i&gt;...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1840889364573731400?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1840889364573731400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/07/estoy-entre-que-te-olvidaste-o-que-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1840889364573731400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1840889364573731400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/07/estoy-entre-que-te-olvidaste-o-que-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2418213379290381340</id><published>2011-06-29T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T18:56:05.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Necesito de ti para sobrevivir. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-2418213379290381340?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/2418213379290381340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/necesito-de-ti-para-sobrevivir.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2418213379290381340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2418213379290381340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/necesito-de-ti-para-sobrevivir.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-8872010712690020680</id><published>2011-06-29T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T15:26:39.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;En este momento hay seis mil cuatrocientos setenta millones, ochocientos dieciocho mil, seiscientos setenta y un habitantes en el mundo. Algunos huyen asustados. Otros vuelven a casa. Algunos cuentan mentiras para poder sobrevivir. Otros se enfrentan a la verdad. Algunos son hombres malos en guerra contra el bien. Y algunos son buenos, y luchan contra el mal. Seis mil millones de personas en el mundo. Seis mil millones de almas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Y a veces solo necesitas a una&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/148181400851862380-8872010712690020680?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/8872010712690020680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/en-este-momento-hay-seis-mil.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8872010712690020680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8872010712690020680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/en-este-momento-hay-seis-mil.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2447129010776485679</id><published>2011-06-27T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T17:06:15.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IOis6uJQP7Q/TgkX6KBxowI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WMhvq9_3e0Y/s1600/259829_2162432503885_1338755846_32634230_6004090_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623051897640428290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IOis6uJQP7Q/TgkX6KBxowI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WMhvq9_3e0Y/s320/259829_2162432503885_1338755846_32634230_6004090_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19px; COLOR: rgb(34,34,34)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Te voy a amar y hacerte sentir&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;que cada día yo te vuelvo a&lt;/span&gt; elegir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;porque me das tu amor sin medir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;quiero vivir la vida entera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;junto a ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Es poco decir que soy quien te cuida como ángel guardián&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Es poco decir que en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;un beso tuyo siempre encuentro mi paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19px; COLOR: rgb(34,34,34)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ya no me alcanzan las palabras no, para explicarte lo que siento yo y todo lo que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vas causando en mí.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Lo blanco y negro se vuelve color,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y todo es dulce cuando está en tu voz y si nace de ti&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-2447129010776485679?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/2447129010776485679/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/te-voy-amar-y-hacerte-sentir-que-cada.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2447129010776485679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2447129010776485679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/te-voy-amar-y-hacerte-sentir-que-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IOis6uJQP7Q/TgkX6KBxowI/AAAAAAAAAb4/WMhvq9_3e0Y/s72-c/259829_2162432503885_1338755846_32634230_6004090_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-8998516276726739623</id><published>2011-06-25T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T19:12:39.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RYwHKeY0RE/TgaVjBaNRfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/8CfCtn27JUI/s1600/262334_2080531860171_1451303286_2384995_5133613_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RYwHKeY0RE/TgaVjBaNRfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/8CfCtn27JUI/s320/262334_2080531860171_1451303286_2384995_5133613_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622345613724960242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;El agua apaga el fuego, y al ardor los años. Amor se llama el juego en el que un par de ciegos juegan a acerse daño. Y cada vez peor. y cada vez más rotos. Y cada vez más tú, y cada vez más yo. Sin rastro de nosotros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-8998516276726739623?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/8998516276726739623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/el-agua-apaga-el-fuego-y-al-ardor-los.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8998516276726739623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8998516276726739623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/el-agua-apaga-el-fuego-y-al-ardor-los.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RYwHKeY0RE/TgaVjBaNRfI/AAAAAAAAAbw/8CfCtn27JUI/s72-c/262334_2080531860171_1451303286_2384995_5133613_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-6741688855266464323</id><published>2011-06-25T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T19:00:04.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me duele penSarte, me duele extrañarte ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-6741688855266464323?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/6741688855266464323/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/me-duele-pensarte-me-duele-extranarte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6741688855266464323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6741688855266464323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/me-duele-pensarte-me-duele-extranarte.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3133405710744742551</id><published>2011-06-23T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T12:33:36.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rQ1LJN9bHM/TgOVARd41mI/AAAAAAAAAbo/SkJLGQbgNO0/s1600/sol.jpg.crdownload" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rQ1LJN9bHM/TgOVARd41mI/AAAAAAAAAbo/SkJLGQbgNO0/s320/sol.jpg.crdownload" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621500591809812066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-size: small; "&gt;Cierro los ojos, aparto la mirada sólo porque &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-size: small; font-family: verdana; "&gt;no estoy bien&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-size: small; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-size: small; font-family: verdana; "&gt; Pero resisto y me mantengo fuerte preguntándome si todavía nos pertenecemos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-size: small; font-family: verdana; "&gt;Alguna vez diremos lo que sentimos en lo profundo de nosotros. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;♪&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-3133405710744742551?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3133405710744742551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/cierro-los-ojos-aparto-la-mirada-solo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3133405710744742551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3133405710744742551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/cierro-los-ojos-aparto-la-mirada-solo.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2rQ1LJN9bHM/TgOVARd41mI/AAAAAAAAAbo/SkJLGQbgNO0/s72-c/sol.jpg.crdownload' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3606257972119611980</id><published>2011-06-21T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T14:31:19.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ic7HTfEQ5is/TgENeu3lrEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/XShjeiImd1M/s1600/251314_2080522139928_1451303286_2384962_1135758_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ic7HTfEQ5is/TgENeu3lrEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/XShjeiImd1M/s320/251314_2080522139928_1451303286_2384962_1135758_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620788631563512898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;No te quemes la cabeza por un poco de placer.&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/148181400851862380-3606257972119611980?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3606257972119611980/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-te-quemes-la-cabeza-por-un-poco-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3606257972119611980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3606257972119611980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-te-quemes-la-cabeza-por-un-poco-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ic7HTfEQ5is/TgENeu3lrEI/AAAAAAAAAbg/XShjeiImd1M/s72-c/251314_2080522139928_1451303286_2384962_1135758_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-8987480691134054424</id><published>2011-06-17T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T12:36:20.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Este amor imposible me ha hecho reflexionar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me he dado cuenta de que este amor virtual, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;em&gt;es un mundo de ilusiones que no me deja ver claro mi realidad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mi realidad es otra, y no la quiero engañar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Seguiré afrontando mi vida, aunque sea una vez más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;En un mundo irreal me sumergí un día, y a consecuencia de ello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;está sufriendo tu alma y la mía&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. Una experiencia difícil de olvidar y... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;que hay personas que pueden pasarlo mal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me cuesta escribir lo que pienso, porque sé que es mi sentencia final. Pero tengo que ser consiente de que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a nadie quiero dañar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Un amor, surgido de la nada. Un amor... a distancia. Esas consecuencias a veces te hacen sufrir, te envenena el alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Y yo así, no quiero vivir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Me quedaré en penumbra, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;recordando lo que pudo haber sido&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Y no fue... unos días felices que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;jamás olvidaré&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Vida ingrata, ésta eres tú. No me hagas más daño, &lt;em&gt;deja ya de hacerme sufrir&lt;/em&gt;... Si sabes que es imposible porque revives en mí unos bonitos sentimientos, que nunca... &lt;em&gt;podré compartir&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-8987480691134054424?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/8987480691134054424/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/este-amor-imposible-me-ha-hecho.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8987480691134054424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8987480691134054424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/este-amor-imposible-me-ha-hecho.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-6129999214666687275</id><published>2011-06-09T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T10:26:18.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9TErs25YPws/TfECLWKr0FI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/kF9qFQnLYOA/s1600/225917_2040363532579_1349018241_2373878_6468014_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 46px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9TErs25YPws/TfECLWKr0FI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/kF9qFQnLYOA/s320/225917_2040363532579_1349018241_2373878_6468014_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616272604259930194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ese, al que dices que tu amor no se merece, que intentas olvidarlo y ya no puedes, el que dice que viene y te miente, al que buscas en tus noches de locuras, el que te lleva con un beso hacia la luna, y vuelvas alto en sus brazos, muy alto.&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que como nadie el te enamoro y aunque el no este a tu lado lo amas hoy, y &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SE QUE SI PUDIERAS TRATARIAS DE OLVIDARLO&lt;/span&gt;. Que a hecho con tu pobre corazon? que viene y se va com un ladrón y aveces te enloqueces hasta el delirio.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ALGO debe de haber en su interior, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SERA POR ESO QUE EL TE CONQUISTO, SERA ALGO BUENO AL FIN Y AL CABO&lt;/span&gt;, que &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SIGUES ENAMORADA DE ESE que te enrolla y que te ENVUELVE, Y HACE DE TU VIDA LO QUE QUIERE. AUNQUE NO LO COMPRENDAS, SIEMPRE VUELVES CON EL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-6129999214666687275?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/6129999214666687275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/ese-al-que-dices-que-tu-amor-no-se.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6129999214666687275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6129999214666687275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/ese-al-que-dices-que-tu-amor-no-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9TErs25YPws/TfECLWKr0FI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/kF9qFQnLYOA/s72-c/225917_2040363532579_1349018241_2373878_6468014_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3320492921510405718</id><published>2011-06-08T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T19:30:47.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debemos aprender ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(164, 80, 12); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;1.-Que siempre existen tres enfoques en cada historia: mi verdad, tu verdad y la verdad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;2.- Que toma mucho tiempo llegar a ser la persona que deseo ser.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;3.- Que es más fácil reaccionar que pensar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;4.- Que podemos hacer mucho más cosas de las que creemos poder hacer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;5.- Que no importan nuestras circunstancias, lo importante es como interpretamos nuestras circunstancias.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;6.- Que no podemos forzar a una persona a amarnos, únicamente podemos ser alguien que ama. El resto depende de los demás.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;7.- Que requiere años desarrollar la confianza y un segundo destruirla.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;8.- Que dos personas pueden observar la misma cosa, y ver algo totalmente diferente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;9.- Que las personas honestas tienen más éxito al paso del tiempo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;10.- Que podemos escribir o hablar de nuestros sentimientos, para aliviar mucho dolor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;11.- Que no importa qué tan lejos he estado de Dios, siempre me vuelve a recibir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;12.- Que todos somos responsables de nuestros actos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;13.- Que existen personas que me quieren mucho, pero no saben expresarlo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;14.- Que a veces las personas que menos esperamos, son las primeras en apoyarte en los momentos más difíciles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;15.- Que la madurez tiene que ver más con la experiencia que hemos vivido, y no tanto con los años que hemos cumplido.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;16.- Que hay dos días de cada semana por los que no debemos de preocuparnos: ayer y mañana.   El único momento valioso es ahora.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;17.- Que aunque quiera mucho a la gente, algunas personas no me devolverán ese amor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;18.- Que no debo competir contra lo mejor de otros, sino a competir con lo mejor de mí.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;19.- Que puedo hacer algo por impulso y arrepentirme el resto de mi vida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;20.- Que la pasión de un sentimiento desaparece rápidamente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;21.- Que si no controlo mi actitud, ésta me controlará a mí.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;22.- Que no hay que decirle nunca a un niño que sus sueños son ridículos, ¿qué tal si me cree?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;23.- Que no debemos nunca juzgar a los hijos por sus errores que como padres cometimos cuando éramos jóvenes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;24.- Que es más importante que me perdone a mí mismo a que otros que me perdonen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;25.- Que no importa si mi corazón está herido, el mundo sigue girando.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;26.- Que la violencia atrae más violencia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;27.- Que la crítica atrae más discusión y puede llegar a la confusión.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;28.- Que decir una verdad a medias es peor que una mentira.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;29.- Que las personas  que critican a los demás, también me criticarán cuando tengan la oportunidad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;30.- Que es difícil ser positivo cuando estoy cansado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;31.- Que hay mucha diferencia entre la perfección y la excelencia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;32.- Que los políticos hablan igual en todos los idiomas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;33.- Que al final de la vida me doy cuenta que las únicas cosas que valieron la pena son: mi familia,  mi fe, un grupo muy selecto de amigos y unas experiencias que me dieron crecimiento personal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;34.- Que es mucho mejor expresar mis sentimientos, que guardarlos dentro de mí&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(164, 80, 12); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(164, 80, 12); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(164, 80, 12); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-3320492921510405718?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3320492921510405718/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/debemos-aprender.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3320492921510405718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3320492921510405718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/debemos-aprender.html' title='Debemos aprender ...'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2485592472499519649</id><published>2011-06-07T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:43:40.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dejé en el medio de camino tirada la piedra que tanto me pesaba.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-2485592472499519649?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3349782937100079265</id><published>2011-06-06T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T08:25:33.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='l'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Si es cuestion de confesar, no se preparar cafe y ni entiendo de futbol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Creo que alguna vez fui infiel, juego mal hasta el parqués y jamás uso reloj, y para ser mas franca nadie piensa en ti como lo hago yo, auque te dé lo mismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Si es cuestion de confesar, nunca duermo antes de diez, ni me baño los domingos, la verdad es que tambien lloro una vez al mes, sobre todo cuando hay frio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Conmigo nada es facil ya debes saber, me conoces bien y sin todo es aburrido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;El cielo esta cansado ya de ver la lluvia caer, y cada dia que pasa es uno mas, parecido ayer, no encuentro forma alguna de olvidarte porque, seguir amandote es inevitable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Siempre supe que es mejor, cuando hay que hablar de dos, empezar por uno mismo. Ya sabras la situacion, aqui todo esta peor, pero al menos aun respiro. NO TIENES QUE DECIRLO, NO VAS A VOLVER, TE CONOZCO BIEN. YA BUSCARE QUE HACER CONMIGO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-3349782937100079265?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3349782937100079265/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/si-es-cuestion-de-confesar-no-se.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3349782937100079265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3349782937100079265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/si-es-cuestion-de-confesar-no-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-8834051508288448787</id><published>2011-06-06T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T09:28:39.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Deja que ruede como el aire entre las hojas, todo es oro, todo es sal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Que llegara el dia que no quemen sus recuerdo, que se apagara el dolor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-8834051508288448787?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/8834051508288448787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/deja-que-ruede-como-el-aire-entre-las.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8834051508288448787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8834051508288448787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/deja-que-ruede-como-el-aire-entre-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-187504101739958708</id><published>2011-06-03T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:09:45.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BI3YXzPL9KQ/TekVRHOhXrI/AAAAAAAAAaw/xkdPIOe-bxU/s1600/253999_1910343651645_1633486079_1920486_6926756_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614041794235948722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BI3YXzPL9KQ/TekVRHOhXrI/AAAAAAAAAaw/xkdPIOe-bxU/s320/253999_1910343651645_1633486079_1920486_6926756_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cierro los ojos, no imagino algo mejor, respiro ondo y tomo el vino. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Y no te asustes si me rio como un loco, es necesario que aveces sea asi.&lt;/span&gt; Sera la vida que siempre nos pega un poco,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; nos encandila por lo que esta por venir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-187504101739958708?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/187504101739958708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/cierro-los-ojos-no-imagino-algo-mejor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/187504101739958708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/187504101739958708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/cierro-los-ojos-no-imagino-algo-mejor.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BI3YXzPL9KQ/TekVRHOhXrI/AAAAAAAAAaw/xkdPIOe-bxU/s72-c/253999_1910343651645_1633486079_1920486_6926756_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3341437985802550728</id><published>2011-06-02T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T18:06:02.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PkAOGuoq2mY/Tegzcw-YxHI/AAAAAAAAAak/Mpc9ggnrcn8/s1600/218140_1972180031955_1466648787_32319836_4118432_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PkAOGuoq2mY/Tegzcw-YxHI/AAAAAAAAAak/Mpc9ggnrcn8/s320/218140_1972180031955_1466648787_32319836_4118432_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613793504793248882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;SOLANGE !&lt;br /&gt;Significado:&lt;br /&gt;La consagrada solemnemente.&lt;br /&gt;De origen latino.&lt;br /&gt;Caracteristicas:&lt;br /&gt;Es ingeniosa, abierta e independiente.&lt;br /&gt;Es hábil para manejarse con los demás,&lt;br /&gt;sabe escuchar y es de buenos&lt;br /&gt;sentimientos. También es confiable&lt;br /&gt;y leal a sus afectos.&lt;br /&gt;Amor:&lt;br /&gt;Es romántica y necesita encontrar a su&lt;br /&gt;verdadero amor para ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-3341437985802550728?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3341437985802550728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/solange-significado-la-consagrada.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3341437985802550728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3341437985802550728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/solange-significado-la-consagrada.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PkAOGuoq2mY/Tegzcw-YxHI/AAAAAAAAAak/Mpc9ggnrcn8/s72-c/218140_1972180031955_1466648787_32319836_4118432_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2567733781916975649</id><published>2011-06-02T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T13:58:43.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comprender, aceptar -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QE8rQqGVb1A/Tef5atXAEsI/AAAAAAAAAac/QE5znchSsjY/s1600/Snapshot_20110328_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QE8rQqGVb1A/Tef5atXAEsI/AAAAAAAAAac/QE5znchSsjY/s320/Snapshot_20110328_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613729697788596930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este tiempo aprendí a &lt;b&gt;callar&lt;/b&gt;, aprendí a sentir, aprendí a respetar, aprendí a ser &lt;b&gt;sincera&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;aprendí que los impulsos te llevan al lugar que menos deseas&lt;/b&gt;, aprendí a valorar, aprendí a &lt;b&gt;ACEPTAR&lt;/b&gt;, aprendí a que los tiempos que mas queremos son sagrados y que hay que aprovecharlos como si fueran los últimos, aprendí a querer,&lt;b&gt; aprendí a valorar a las personas que realmente te quieren por lo que sos, no por lo que tenes, aprendí a que si te quieren de enserio te van a respetar y demostrartelo&lt;/b&gt;, aprendí que las cosas llegan cuando &lt;b&gt;menos las esperas y por sobre todas las cosas aprendí a que si tengo que decir adios es por algo, porque todo pasa por algo&lt;/b&gt;. Todo eso aprendí en este largo tiempo, se que aprendí muchas cosas mas y que por esas cosas hoy en día &lt;b&gt;soy una  mejor persona&lt;/b&gt;. Agradezco haberme dado cuenta de eso,&lt;b&gt; pero no dejo de ignorar que el no. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-2567733781916975649?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/2567733781916975649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/comprender-aceptar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2567733781916975649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2567733781916975649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/06/comprender-aceptar.html' title='Comprender, aceptar -'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QE8rQqGVb1A/Tef5atXAEsI/AAAAAAAAAac/QE5znchSsjY/s72-c/Snapshot_20110328_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2730272850024690885</id><published>2011-05-31T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T17:05:59.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDm_Kwx_LNA/TeWCVo-8TsI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ikkU850OqKM/s1600/249322_2125257615002_1352741352_32601187_7179956_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDm_Kwx_LNA/TeWCVo-8TsI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ikkU850OqKM/s320/249322_2125257615002_1352741352_32601187_7179956_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613035818877472450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Te garantizo que habrá épocas difíciles y te garantizo que en algún momento uno de los dos o los dos querremos dejarlo todo, pero también te garantizo que si no te pido que seas mío me arrepentiré durante el resto de mi vida porque sé en lo más profundo de mi ser que estás hecho para mí ♥&lt;/i&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/148181400851862380-2730272850024690885?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/2730272850024690885/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/te-garantizo-que-habra-epocas-dificiles.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2730272850024690885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2730272850024690885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/te-garantizo-que-habra-epocas-dificiles.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDm_Kwx_LNA/TeWCVo-8TsI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ikkU850OqKM/s72-c/249322_2125257615002_1352741352_32601187_7179956_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-9222951903867365697</id><published>2011-05-26T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T21:58:26.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fielmente, sigo siendo tuya, soy por siempre tuya... ♪ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-9222951903867365697?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/9222951903867365697/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/fielmente-sigo-siendo-tuya-soy-por.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/9222951903867365697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/9222951903867365697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/fielmente-sigo-siendo-tuya-soy-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-5636510223836328361</id><published>2011-05-25T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T19:54:44.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REcR7uc3WW4/Td3A2jFQnUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/bd50OsXA2eE/s1600/229429_2021009293305_1486125483_2352043_1209602_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REcR7uc3WW4/Td3A2jFQnUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/bd50OsXA2eE/s320/229429_2021009293305_1486125483_2352043_1209602_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610852754136276290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;El tiempo es exacto, pero su amor no.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/148181400851862380-5636510223836328361?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/5636510223836328361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/el-tiempo-es-exacto-pero-su-amor-no.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5636510223836328361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5636510223836328361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/el-tiempo-es-exacto-pero-su-amor-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REcR7uc3WW4/Td3A2jFQnUI/AAAAAAAAAaE/bd50OsXA2eE/s72-c/229429_2021009293305_1486125483_2352043_1209602_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3282356915958334546</id><published>2011-05-24T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T15:27:45.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antes y después.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTVx6fMf1Us/TdwwxlbpgsI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/b1F9PufZLRg/s1600/225158_2071615073972_1352741352_32533576_6013481_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTVx6fMf1Us/TdwwxlbpgsI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/b1F9PufZLRg/s320/225158_2071615073972_1352741352_32533576_6013481_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610412864216597186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Qué placer verte otra vez nos decimos sin hablar, hoy todo vuelve a empezar y será lo que ya fue. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♪ &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&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/148181400851862380-3282356915958334546?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3282356915958334546/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/antes-y-despues.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3282356915958334546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3282356915958334546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/antes-y-despues.html' title='Antes y después.'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JTVx6fMf1Us/TdwwxlbpgsI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/b1F9PufZLRg/s72-c/225158_2071615073972_1352741352_32533576_6013481_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-8528293153422325550</id><published>2011-05-24T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T15:16:25.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4675579463554390902" style="width: 498px; line-height: 1.4; font-size: 15px; position: relative; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Empezar de nuevo, de cero, volver a nacer. Soñar con algo que alguna vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; estuvo tan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;distante y ahora parece cercano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Sentir que otro aire entrará en mis pulmones, otras calles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recorrerán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;mis pies, otros rostros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;verán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;mis ojos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Empezar a vivir otra vida, mirar otro cielo que es el mismo cielo al fin y al cabo, pero de otra perspectiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Quizás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;esa sea la cura al dolor que habita en mi alma, a la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;agonía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;que padezco cada noche tras no poder alcanzar el sueño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; color: rgb(107, 107, 107); clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 1.6; margin-top: 0.5em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(167, 167, 167); "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnyqYwE-MoQ/Tdwt762y5GI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OspDh51hYB8/s1600/249630_2017837812859_1451303286_2297048_3447729_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnyqYwE-MoQ/Tdwt762y5GI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OspDh51hYB8/s320/249630_2017837812859_1451303286_2297048_3447729_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610409743231411298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-8528293153422325550?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/8528293153422325550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/empezar-de-nuevo-de-cero-volver-nacer.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8528293153422325550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8528293153422325550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/empezar-de-nuevo-de-cero-volver-nacer.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YnyqYwE-MoQ/Tdwt762y5GI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OspDh51hYB8/s72-c/249630_2017837812859_1451303286_2297048_3447729_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3197037139417016443</id><published>2011-05-16T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T13:01:56.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKBzBlDSbj8/TdGClkXQTSI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hOABdlTZZIg/s1600/226382_2071269145324_1352741352_32532717_4617971_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKBzBlDSbj8/TdGClkXQTSI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hOABdlTZZIg/s320/226382_2071269145324_1352741352_32532717_4617971_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607406592980962594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me caga que me expliquen como es el mundo si al final todos están equivocados, todos a la vez.&lt;br /&gt;Y cuanto las horas que no pase a tu lado, son como hojas de un papel en blanco.&lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero gritarte pero esto me tiene harto, hasta el punto mismo de odiarte y sonreír a la vez. ♪&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/148181400851862380-3197037139417016443?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3197037139417016443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/me-caga-que-me-expliquen-como-es-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3197037139417016443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3197037139417016443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/me-caga-que-me-expliquen-como-es-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iKBzBlDSbj8/TdGClkXQTSI/AAAAAAAAAZs/hOABdlTZZIg/s72-c/226382_2071269145324_1352741352_32532717_4617971_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2416003499712696317</id><published>2011-05-15T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:17:18.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Como pude un dia llenarlo de besos, recorrer su cuerpo y mucho mas que eso , deje hasta mi sueño por estar con el, pensando que era un alma tan bella , Como pude amarlo si lo odio tanto, a este sentimiento no puedo evitarlo ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-2416003499712696317?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/2416003499712696317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/como-pude-un-dia-llenarlo-de-besos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2416003499712696317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2416003499712696317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/como-pude-un-dia-llenarlo-de-besos.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-8489771373996852635</id><published>2011-05-09T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T18:17:55.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xY9XxvWrb9c/TciOYoiKdQI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ycoZnrjp_iU/s1600/216115_2007992363444_1352741352_32442752_7430223_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xY9XxvWrb9c/TciOYoiKdQI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ycoZnrjp_iU/s320/216115_2007992363444_1352741352_32442752_7430223_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604886290111296770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Imagina los recuerdos perfectos tirados alrededor en el suelo, tratando de alcanzar el teléfono porque no puedo luchar más y me pregunto, si alguna vez he pasado por tu mente, a mi me sucede todo el tiempo. Es la una y cuarto, estoy sola y te necesito ahora, dije que no llamaría, pero he perdido todo el control y no se como estar sin ti, te necesito ahora. Otro trago de whiskey, no puedo para de mirar la puerta deseando que entres arrasando, tal como lo hiciste la vez anterior y me pregunto, si alguna vez he pasado por tu mente, a mi me sucede todo el tiempo. Si, prefiero lastimarme, que no sentir nada en absoluto, es la una y cuarto, estoy sola y te necesito ahora, dije que no llamaría, pero estoy algo ebria y te necesito ahora y no se como estar sin ti, simplemente te necesito ahora. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-8489771373996852635?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/8489771373996852635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/imagina-los-recuerdos-perfectos-tirados.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8489771373996852635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8489771373996852635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/imagina-los-recuerdos-perfectos-tirados.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xY9XxvWrb9c/TciOYoiKdQI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ycoZnrjp_iU/s72-c/216115_2007992363444_1352741352_32442752_7430223_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3680915740968061856</id><published>2011-05-08T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T12:07:51.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Aunque el destino y la vida no nos vuelvan a juntar, tú sabes que una sonrisa mía nunca te va a faltar.&lt;/i&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/148181400851862380-3680915740968061856?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3680915740968061856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/aunque-el-destino-y-la-vida-no-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3680915740968061856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3680915740968061856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/aunque-el-destino-y-la-vida-no-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-4514448810933378075</id><published>2011-05-03T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T20:03:42.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy-qUTTMNck/TcDBkGvkA6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/2ZvDvkJ0tg4/s1600/216192_1999496231046_1352741352_32431149_604198_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy-qUTTMNck/TcDBkGvkA6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/2ZvDvkJ0tg4/s320/216192_1999496231046_1352741352_32431149_604198_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602690762478453666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Tu, me das, las cosas que yo quiero cuando menos me lo espero y tu me das el aire que respiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tu, me das, un toque de energía cuando estoy sin batería y tu me das la vida en un instante &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-4514448810933378075?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/4514448810933378075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4514448810933378075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4514448810933378075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uy-qUTTMNck/TcDBkGvkA6I/AAAAAAAAAZU/2ZvDvkJ0tg4/s72-c/216192_1999496231046_1352741352_32431149_604198_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-8477558084200021657</id><published>2011-05-01T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T00:48:57.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XWOnmhCSmhM/Tb4fTYuFPgI/AAAAAAAAAZM/aSMm_S8Ulf4/s1600/221779_2017472280436_1352741352_32453861_7431151_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Si me pudieran dar a elegir como y donde yo quisiera morir, contestaría acostada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Feliz de estar a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, victima de un sexo exagerado, sonriendo mirando al techo, con tu cabeza en mi pecho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Sabes, me cuesta hacer este viaje. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;No, no es que no tenga esperanza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Yo confío mucho en tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;enseñanza, v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;os &lt;b&gt;confía&lt;/b&gt;, confía en mi aprendizaje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Hoy puedo hacer la canción mas hermosa del mundo y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt; besarte al despertar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpukoinsg1Q/TmMtPOsX5lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Wxjp9QXrBgs/s1600/con+seba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpukoinsg1Q/TmMtPOsX5lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Wxjp9QXrBgs/s320/con+seba.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;Yo controlaba este juego, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;l principio era la dueña, f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;irmaba cualquier papel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Y hoy sos el protagonista de&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xUT6Uj8VzcU/TmMstvJX8RI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-ueDbrpdqEQ/s1600/con+seba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #444444; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;todos mis sueños, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;oy esclava de tu piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-8477558084200021657?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/8477558084200021657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/si-me-pudieran-dar-elegir-como-y-donde.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8477558084200021657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8477558084200021657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/si-me-pudieran-dar-elegir-como-y-donde.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpukoinsg1Q/TmMtPOsX5lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Wxjp9QXrBgs/s72-c/con+seba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-5852397165661156767</id><published>2011-05-01T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T13:15:37.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IV8nyaxmRa0/Tb25_WytEAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/CZr1a-ZBigY/s1600/medias3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IV8nyaxmRa0/Tb25_WytEAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/CZr1a-ZBigY/s320/medias3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601838009619910658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp057LrHOc4/Tb25_BvbagI/AAAAAAAAAY8/LYL7TU9xEj8/s1600/medias1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tp057LrHOc4/Tb25_BvbagI/AAAAAAAAAY8/LYL7TU9xEj8/s320/medias1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601838003969026562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zae-7cOwQgc/Tb25_LLtegI/AAAAAAAAAY0/NDBqYh0YXdo/s1600/medias.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zae-7cOwQgc/Tb25_LLtegI/AAAAAAAAAY0/NDBqYh0YXdo/s320/medias.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601838006503569922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  S&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;i estoy lejos las siento   muy cerca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;nunca nadie nos va a separar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;llas guardan   todos mis secretos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;un tesoro es NUESTRA amistad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Amigas las mejores que soñé, amigas para SIEMPRE ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Mi vida entera, mis hermanas, mi felicidad, MIS AMIGAS ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-5852397165661156767?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/5852397165661156767/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/s-i-estoy-lejos-las-siento-muy-cerca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5852397165661156767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5852397165661156767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/s-i-estoy-lejos-las-siento-muy-cerca.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IV8nyaxmRa0/Tb25_WytEAI/AAAAAAAAAZE/CZr1a-ZBigY/s72-c/medias3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-5418225956628523772</id><published>2011-05-01T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T12:06:08.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OtzrvlGei-0/Tb2vFDM31nI/AAAAAAAAAYs/sODd1uG5Rq4/s1600/207586_1822880705126_1633486079_1794804_6565110_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OtzrvlGei-0/Tb2vFDM31nI/AAAAAAAAAYs/sODd1uG5Rq4/s320/207586_1822880705126_1633486079_1794804_6565110_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601826012812269170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;i&gt;It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now.&lt;br /&gt;And I said I wouldn’t call but I’m a little drunk and I need you now.&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know how I can do without, i just need you now. ♪ ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-5418225956628523772?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/5418225956628523772/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-quarter-after-one-im-all-alone-and.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5418225956628523772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5418225956628523772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-quarter-after-one-im-all-alone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OtzrvlGei-0/Tb2vFDM31nI/AAAAAAAAAYs/sODd1uG5Rq4/s72-c/207586_1822880705126_1633486079_1794804_6565110_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-7189373038914797541</id><published>2011-04-24T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T10:12:40.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVtHaxp4br8/TbRZziRQKkI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ua9prgq7LAE/s1600/221639_1660026905087_1369610457_31318662_6032128_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVtHaxp4br8/TbRZziRQKkI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ua9prgq7LAE/s320/221639_1660026905087_1369610457_31318662_6032128_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599198978635737666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Si me regalan el futuro no lo quiero sin ti -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-7189373038914797541?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/7189373038914797541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/04/si-me-regalan-el-futuro-no-lo-quiero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7189373038914797541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7189373038914797541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/04/si-me-regalan-el-futuro-no-lo-quiero.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kVtHaxp4br8/TbRZziRQKkI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ua9prgq7LAE/s72-c/221639_1660026905087_1369610457_31318662_6032128_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-7784393906165436948</id><published>2011-04-20T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T19:39:42.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKzdGY0t-eg/Ta-Y41DyWYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/HIsZ-XjE1MU/s1600/207390_124608744284125_100002050017017_169125_6334188_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKzdGY0t-eg/Ta-Y41DyWYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/HIsZ-XjE1MU/s320/207390_124608744284125_100002050017017_169125_6334188_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597860963927873922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;La vida me ha enseñado demasiadas cosas: que nada es para siempre, que tarde o temprano hasta el mejor fruto se pudre…&lt;br /&gt;La vida me enseño que quien llora no es menos hombre, que al fin y al cabo el oro solo es una piedra común y corriente&lt;br /&gt;La vida me enseño que en el amor no existe dar sin recibir, que no existen motivos para dejar de existir&lt;br /&gt;La vida me enseño que si te dejas te tratan como pendejo que a ese rival, no se debe de temer, y que no se gana bien si no se aprende a perder&lt;br /&gt;La vida me enseño a luchar, Que los problemas nunca llegan solos siempre llegaran en par La vida me enseño Que duele mas el levantarse que el caerse, que duele mas un defecto cuando empieza a reconocerse&lt;br /&gt;que duele mas que una persona que ames te niegue un abrazo&lt;br /&gt;La vida me hizo fuerte pero también me lastimo, La vida me hizo feliz, pero también me golpeo Me hizo ciego y tonto ante la realidad; también me enseño que la fama no te hace feliz Que a veces hasta el mejor día Se pinta de gris. La vida me ha enseñado demasiadas cosas, que las cosas más&lt;br /&gt;simples SIEMPRE SON LAS MAS HERMOSAS. La vida me enseño que cuando quieres mejorar siempre habrá ALGUIEN de por medio que te quiera hacer caer o tropezar.. me enseño que nos somos perfectos y que siempre existirá ALGUIEN MEJOR .. Aprendí a escuchar a los demás y aprendí a reflexionar. vive el presente que EL PASADO YA NO VUELVE. Quiérete mucho y quiere más a quien te quiere. Vive tú tu vida y disfruta cada segundo trata de ser feliz aunque te trate mal el mundo, Recuerda de un te quiero, de un te amo. de un lo siento porque la vida me enseño que no se vive PARA SIEMPRE♥&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/148181400851862380-7784393906165436948?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/7784393906165436948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/04/la-vida-me-ha-ensenado-demasiadas-cosas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7784393906165436948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7784393906165436948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/04/la-vida-me-ha-ensenado-demasiadas-cosas.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKzdGY0t-eg/Ta-Y41DyWYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/HIsZ-XjE1MU/s72-c/207390_124608744284125_100002050017017_169125_6334188_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-5075540659165937026</id><published>2011-04-13T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:09:20.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iXhJHBvNlK0/TaWngZ03K5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/1Sd8MGhRXLc/s1600/216715_1642347223106_1369610457_31292280_4329681_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595062287207967634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iXhJHBvNlK0/TaWngZ03K5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/1Sd8MGhRXLc/s320/216715_1642347223106_1369610457_31292280_4329681_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 12px; COLOR: rgb(50,50,50)font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:xx-small;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Una noche por delante, demasiadas por detras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline;color:#990000;" class=" fbUnderline" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;confesandole a mi almohada, que nadie me hace llorar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. Cuando llegan las estrellas, temo que mi sensatez, subestime mi mania, de querer volverte a ver. Y una vez duerma mi cabeza, tomara el mando el corazon, soñare que tu me despiertas, que aun vive tu apuesta, por nosotros dos. Son tan fuertes mis latidos, que el sonido de mi voz, no se escucha cuando a gritos, pide que me haga mayor. Por eso cada noche me muero, después me encuentro un rayo de sol, se quedan en la cama mis sueños, y me salgo yo. En cuanto cierro los ojos, se me encoje el corazon, lo que dura un parpadeo, es ya una foto de los dos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline" class=" fbUnderline"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Aunque se que nuestra historia, es la que nunca pudo ser, en algunos de mis sueños, ser valiente es tu papel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Y una vez duerma mi cabeza, tomara el mando el corazon, soñare que tu me despiertas, que aun vive tu apuesta, por nosotros dos. Son tan fuertes mis latidos, que el sonido de mi voz, no se escucha cuando a gritos, pide que me haga mayor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=" fbUnderline"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Por eso cada noche me muero, después me encuentro un rayo de sol, se quedan en la cama mis sueños, y me salgo yo.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; FONT-FAMILY: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51); TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Aveces al hablar de mi vida, termino por romper a llorar,&lt;/span&gt; supongo que es asi como empiezo a contar lo que quiero Decir de verdad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Son &lt;/span&gt;tan fuertes mis latidos, que el sonido de mi voz, no se escucha cuando a gritos, pide que me haga mayor. Hasta siempre compañero, nuestra historia se acabo, hasta siempre amigo mio, ya no hay sitio para dos. Por eso cada noche me muero, y las mañanas me hacen vivir, asi de dia tengo mis años,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline;color:#ff0000;" class=" fbUnderline" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;en cambio de noche, mis años de veloces, vienen a mi.&lt;/strong&gt;&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/148181400851862380-5075540659165937026?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/5075540659165937026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/04/una-noche-por-delante-demasiadas-por.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5075540659165937026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5075540659165937026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/04/una-noche-por-delante-demasiadas-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iXhJHBvNlK0/TaWngZ03K5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/1Sd8MGhRXLc/s72-c/216715_1642347223106_1369610457_31292280_4329681_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-153706343955143733</id><published>2011-03-27T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:40:49.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0eiEleOS_PY/TZADONuIX_I/AAAAAAAAAYM/9j9R6m5d-ak/s1600/189881_1875182766572_1451303286_2096580_4230825_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0eiEleOS_PY/TZADONuIX_I/AAAAAAAAAYM/9j9R6m5d-ak/s320/189881_1875182766572_1451303286_2096580_4230825_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588970680302985202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Sé que debo seguir, los fantasmas del pasado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;se rindieron ante el beso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;que plantaste en mi descargo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Y vienes hoy por mi como un huracán sincero, desvistiéndome en la vida y comiéndome por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora puedo sentir que tú sientes lo que siento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;cuerpo a cuerpo entrelazados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;desgastamos el momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Sígueme, te daré mi corazón, no lo mates por favor y deja que sueñe.&lt;br /&gt;Seguiré la señal que tú me das como el río cuando va y con su corriente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♪ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-153706343955143733?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/153706343955143733/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/se-que-debo-seguir-los-fantasmas-del.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/153706343955143733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/153706343955143733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/se-que-debo-seguir-los-fantasmas-del.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0eiEleOS_PY/TZADONuIX_I/AAAAAAAAAYM/9j9R6m5d-ak/s72-c/189881_1875182766572_1451303286_2096580_4230825_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1039176805175711937</id><published>2011-03-16T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T07:14:29.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQMdSq2QV64/TYDFXAr-NrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/iBxX2nSfjOg/s1600/198984_1875189686745_1451303286_2096603_7220377_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQMdSq2QV64/TYDFXAr-NrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/iBxX2nSfjOg/s320/198984_1875189686745_1451303286_2096603_7220377_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584680537051510450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Quiero invitarte a conocer la vida qe imagine; donde no existe el dolor y cabe un rio de amor. Si me ayudas a aprender a mirar yo te prometo enseñarte a SOÑAR! qisiera mostrarte el corazon qe buscas. Qiero invitarte a respirar un aire de libertad vivamos esta ilusion toda la vida de a dos. Se qe hay un cuento para compartir donde se escribe una historia feliz qisiera mostrarte lo qe qiero ddecir, veni conmigo. Para VOS este amor si me das un mundo mejor, todos mis sueños TE DOY ♪ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1039176805175711937?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1039176805175711937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/quiero-invitarte-conocer-la-vida-qe.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1039176805175711937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1039176805175711937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/quiero-invitarte-conocer-la-vida-qe.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bQMdSq2QV64/TYDFXAr-NrI/AAAAAAAAAYE/iBxX2nSfjOg/s72-c/198984_1875189686745_1451303286_2096603_7220377_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-570118499057725189</id><published>2011-03-16T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T07:11:46.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gOZNuAslMn8/TYDFDHjYZEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/GjoKMx2oXU8/s1600/190211_1932129306915_1352741352_32337178_317021_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gOZNuAslMn8/TYDFDHjYZEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/GjoKMx2oXU8/s320/190211_1932129306915_1352741352_32337178_317021_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584680195297141826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; " &gt;&lt;i&gt;No todos los días uno tiene la chance de empezar una vida nueva. Una vida sin preocupaciones, una vida sin dolor, una vida relajada, sin riesgos, una vida sin soledad. Hacer solo lo que nos gusta, eso es vida. Y para eso hace falta decir adiós. Adiós a lo que te hace mal, y hola a todo lo que te hace bien, esa es mi filosofía! Y con mi filosofía bastante feliz he sido, hago lo que quiero, nunca hago lo que no quiero. Hay que rendirse de una vez y aceptarlo, la vida es hermosa. Cada día empieza una vida nueva, hoy empieza esta para mí, y yo pienso vivirla sin privarme de nada. Al menos ASI SOI YO ~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-570118499057725189?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/570118499057725189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-todos-los-dias-uno-tiene-la-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/570118499057725189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/570118499057725189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-todos-los-dias-uno-tiene-la-chance.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gOZNuAslMn8/TYDFDHjYZEI/AAAAAAAAAX8/GjoKMx2oXU8/s72-c/190211_1932129306915_1352741352_32337178_317021_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-186042606030978828</id><published>2011-03-12T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T13:14:06.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Voy a mentir cuando les diga que ya superé, que nunca hubo dolor en mi piel, que nada tuyo existe ♪&lt;/i&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/148181400851862380-186042606030978828?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/186042606030978828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/voy-mentir-cuando-les-diga-que-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/186042606030978828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/186042606030978828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/voy-mentir-cuando-les-diga-que-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-7257289418612405928</id><published>2011-03-10T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T17:37:18.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Dormías, y yo estaba recostada sobre tu pecho. Tu mano rodeaba mi espalda y mi cabello rozaba tu mejilla. Me hubiese quedado así para siempre. Sentía tu respiración, tus latidos, el calor de tu cuerpo. Irradiabas luz y me traías calma. Cada instante a tu lado, me llevaba a pensar que eras todo lo que quería, y todo lo que necesitaba. Me hacías sentir el amor que había buscado sentir durante tanto tiempo, y te tenía ahí&lt;span style="font-size: 17px; "&gt; para mí&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size: 23px; "&gt;por mí.&lt;/span&gt;No había dudas, me hacías la mujer más feliz y más completa. Abriste los ojos y me miraste. No me esforcé por disimular la admiración que tenia por tu belleza, ni el tiempo que llevaba viéndote. Mi mirada decía todo. Sonreíste dulcemente, tomaste mi mano, Te acaricie suavemente, i finalmente me quede dormida, en tu pecho, entre tus caricias. Ahí, justamente donde quería estar i &lt;strong&gt;DONDE QIERO VOLVEER A ESTAR !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-7257289418612405928?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/7257289418612405928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/dormias-y-yo-estaba-recostada-sobre-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7257289418612405928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7257289418612405928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/dormias-y-yo-estaba-recostada-sobre-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2682414045756454470</id><published>2011-03-02T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T09:40:59.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Juc16nkW72s/TW6AvYqRbEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/m-hw5jUo8ZQ/s1600/166393_1767905404705_1451303286_1919748_6223794_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Juc16nkW72s/TW6AvYqRbEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/m-hw5jUo8ZQ/s320/166393_1767905404705_1451303286_1919748_6223794_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579538539920583746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No hay imposibles si el amor enciende por dentro el corazon, NO SIRVE CALLARNOS SI AL FINAL NOS VALE INTENTARLO UNA VEZ MAS. No hay imposibles si esta vez, tomamos la vida a flor de piel, NO SIRVE RENDIRNOS SIN LUCHAR, SI EL ALMA DESNUDA PIDE AMAR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-2682414045756454470?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/2682414045756454470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-hay-imposibles-si-el-amor-enciende.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2682414045756454470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2682414045756454470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-hay-imposibles-si-el-amor-enciende.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Juc16nkW72s/TW6AvYqRbEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/m-hw5jUo8ZQ/s72-c/166393_1767905404705_1451303286_1919748_6223794_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-4163628145197673829</id><published>2011-02-27T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T16:47:06.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ROn9HtAtd8/TWrwfCU4f8I/AAAAAAAAAXs/IXoP-tz1Loc/s1600/182288_1879101501253_1352741352_32244443_7819933_n.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/--ROn9HtAtd8/TWrwfCU4f8I/AAAAAAAAAXs/IXoP-tz1Loc/s320/182288_1879101501253_1352741352_32244443_7819933_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578535504442851266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Nunca dejes de luchar por lo que quieres, si das lo mejor de ti y te das cuenta que no lo valoran, da la vuelta, levanta la cabeza, no creas que fue tiempo perdido o un desgaste innecesario; limpia tu mente, recuerda los lindos momentos y sientete un trinfador...porque pocas personas entregan todo a cambio de nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-4163628145197673829?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/4163628145197673829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/nunca-dejes-de-luchar-por-lo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4163628145197673829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4163628145197673829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/nunca-dejes-de-luchar-por-lo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ROn9HtAtd8/TWrwfCU4f8I/AAAAAAAAAXs/IXoP-tz1Loc/s72-c/182288_1879101501253_1352741352_32244443_7819933_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2571418115260001420</id><published>2011-02-22T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T19:54:23.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;No encuentro forma a alguna de olvidarte porque seguir amándote es inevitable.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Siempre supe que es mejor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;cuando hay que hablar de dos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;empezar por uno mismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Ya sabrás la situación aquí todo está peor pero al menos aún respiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;No tienes que decirlo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;no vas a volver, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;te conozco bien. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ya buscaré qué hacer conmigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&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/148181400851862380-2571418115260001420?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/2571418115260001420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-encuentro-forma-alguna-de-olvidarte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2571418115260001420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2571418115260001420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-encuentro-forma-alguna-de-olvidarte.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1809083938541806888</id><published>2011-02-21T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T09:27:59.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e20kWRPuxFQ/TWKdrVTf47I/AAAAAAAAAXk/J41cBeC33kY/s1600/167978_1839485910422_1338755846_32154171_7055710_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e20kWRPuxFQ/TWKdrVTf47I/AAAAAAAAAXk/J41cBeC33kY/s320/167978_1839485910422_1338755846_32154171_7055710_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576192656416957362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Te cansaste de mí, me alejaste de t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; y las sales del mar se seco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;No se puede salvar lo que ya se quebró si en la piel esta escrito el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt; final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; " &gt;Fuiste el único amor en que creí pero el tiempo mato lo que te di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tu también estas triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;por que duele oír la verdad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; " &gt;Es hora de decir adiós n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;o queda otra salida termino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Abrázame en silencio, lo siento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dejémoslo pasar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Digámonos adiós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tu y yo sin amor dos en la oscuridad c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;ompartiendo tanta soledad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(84, 85, 89); font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Ya no hay a donde ir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;ceptemos que todo acabo de una vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; " &gt;Te propongo olvidarnos del ayer. Separarnos ahora sin llorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Aunque sea muy triste&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;es mejor oír la verdad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Es hora de decir adiós n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;o queda otra salida termino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Abrázame en silencio, lo siento&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dejémoslo pasar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;gámonos adiós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Te perdí lo se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. Nada queda ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Solo las semillas de un recuerdo. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tienes que seguí tengo que seguir y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; " &gt; buscar consuelo en otros besos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; " &gt;Siempre hay un tal vez, siempre habrá un después.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sobrevivirás&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SOBREVIVIRÉ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Ya no es tiempo de fingir, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;o podemos ignorar l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;o que pide el corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; " &gt;Te propongo olvidarnos del ayer, separarnos ahora sin llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; " &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Aunque sea muy triste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; es mejor oír la verdad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Es hora de decir adiós n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;o queda otra salida termino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Abrázame en silencio, lo siento&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Dejémoslo pasar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;DIGÁMONOS ADIÓS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1809083938541806888?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1809083938541806888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1809083938541806888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1809083938541806888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e20kWRPuxFQ/TWKdrVTf47I/AAAAAAAAAXk/J41cBeC33kY/s72-c/167978_1839485910422_1338755846_32154171_7055710_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-5664528975457142005</id><published>2011-02-20T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T07:16:44.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Hoy percibí, que ya no hacias falta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;aquí&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;que fue mas grande el dolor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;el amor se ha negado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); "&gt;Esta vez soy mas fuerte no se si lo ves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); "&gt;he intentado endurecer donde hacia tanto daño. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana; white-space: nowrap; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-5664528975457142005?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/5664528975457142005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/hoy-percibi-que-ya-no-hacias-falta-aqui.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5664528975457142005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5664528975457142005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/hoy-percibi-que-ya-no-hacias-falta-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1368525929948828964</id><published>2011-02-19T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T08:22:35.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No cuentes conmigo &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&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/148181400851862380-1368525929948828964?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1368525929948828964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-cuentes-conmigo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1368525929948828964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1368525929948828964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-cuentes-conmigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-7308025851911742250</id><published>2011-02-17T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:04:02.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;El no entiende el procedimiento, cuando y como darte un beso.&lt;br /&gt;Yo en cambio encuentro el punto debil, que te elevas en exceso. Ni siquiera se imagina de ese pacto misterioso con tu alma tu cerebro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendrias que volver a nacer, para ver si en otra vida te enamoras de el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No tiene la tactica adecuada para arrancarme de tu pecho.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo que te falle a ti mil veces, sigo siendo tu dueño.&lt;br /&gt;Que me pregunte como te conquiste. Que anote mis truquitos en papel.&lt;br /&gt;No basta los morales, y ser fiel. &lt;b&gt;Si tu deliras por el malo que te heriza la piel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3LHJBoYyvw/TV3SjfF6HiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/WeN9bLQMeNg/s1600/180575_1879063940314_1352741352_32244337_226719_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3LHJBoYyvw/TV3SjfF6HiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/WeN9bLQMeNg/s320/180575_1879063940314_1352741352_32244337_226719_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574843420838075938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-7308025851911742250?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/7308025851911742250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/el-no-entiende-el-procedimiento-cuando.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7308025851911742250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7308025851911742250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/el-no-entiende-el-procedimiento-cuando.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3LHJBoYyvw/TV3SjfF6HiI/AAAAAAAAAXc/WeN9bLQMeNg/s72-c/180575_1879063940314_1352741352_32244337_226719_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-5763876794430330826</id><published>2011-02-17T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T15:59:12.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; " &gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intento alejarme y a la vez me estoy muriendo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no puedo mirarte y se que aun sigo sufriendo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;se que nunca voy a estar contigo y &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;jamas seas el abrigo que me cubra de este frio  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intento olvidarte y apareces al instante &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;quiero despertar de este sueño insesante &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se que ya no puedo ser tu amiga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;y fracasa mi objetivo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;temor es mi dolor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que no puedo cumplir mis sueño &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;porque se rompen mis sentimientos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que no puedo cumplir mis sueños junto a vos  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Se que nunca voy a estar contigo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;y jamas seas el abrigo  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;que me cubra de este frio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-5763876794430330826?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/5763876794430330826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/intento-alejarme-y-la-vez-me-estoy.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5763876794430330826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5763876794430330826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/intento-alejarme-y-la-vez-me-estoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-4899516930069975682</id><published>2011-02-17T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T13:28:08.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHFTgbMm3Go/TV2S2azkz-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/2IiBZ14rwGQ/s1600/181703_1789904398342_1561566168_1846187_1980078_n.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/-ZHFTgbMm3Go/TV2S2azkz-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/2IiBZ14rwGQ/s320/181703_1789904398342_1561566168_1846187_1980078_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574773377360777186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Asi con cautela despacio solo ámame &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/148181400851862380-4899516930069975682?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/4899516930069975682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/asi-con-cautela-despacio-solo-amame.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4899516930069975682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4899516930069975682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/asi-con-cautela-despacio-solo-amame.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHFTgbMm3Go/TV2S2azkz-I/AAAAAAAAAXU/2IiBZ14rwGQ/s72-c/181703_1789904398342_1561566168_1846187_1980078_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-7107445930507245086</id><published>2011-02-16T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T23:11:21.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELEGIR, AMAR .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzygylaYG5Q/TVzJvon-h_I/AAAAAAAAAXM/vnblY_0kSlE/s1600/181907_1789905638373_1561566168_1846191_8050523_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzygylaYG5Q/TVzJvon-h_I/AAAAAAAAAXM/vnblY_0kSlE/s320/181907_1789905638373_1561566168_1846191_8050523_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574552258973960178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ámame como si fuera la primera vez, como si quieras HOY IGUAL QUE AYER.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siempre ella vuelve a caer, nunca se puede mantener parada por un buen tiempo, siempre hay algo que la derrumba una y mil veces y no puede volver a construirse. Lo peor de todo es que ella ama a su peor enemigo y el ? el la ama tanto como lo dice ? eso habria que pensarlo o mejor dicho el lo tendria que pensar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que se siente amar a dos personas a la vez? yo descubri este año que es imposible, que nunca vas a poder amar a dos personas en el mismo momento y espacio, en la vida siempre hay que elegir y nosotros elegimos a quien amamos y a quien no. Por eso vos podras elegir tambien ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-7107445930507245086?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/7107445930507245086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/elegir-amar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7107445930507245086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7107445930507245086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/elegir-amar.html' title='ELEGIR, AMAR .'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzygylaYG5Q/TVzJvon-h_I/AAAAAAAAAXM/vnblY_0kSlE/s72-c/181907_1789905638373_1561566168_1846191_8050523_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-2173481204618927433</id><published>2011-02-14T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T06:55:05.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Y me pregunto que estás soñando, p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;reguntándome si soy yo a quien estás viendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Luego beso tus ojos y agradezco a Dios que estemos juntos y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt; yo solo quiero estar contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;En este momento &lt;b&gt;para siempre&lt;/b&gt;, para siempre y siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Yo no quiero cerrar mis ojos, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;o quiero quedarme dormido p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;orque te extrañaría.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Y yo no quiero perder una cosa p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;orque aún cuando sueño contigo e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;l más dulce sueño nunca haría.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Yo aún te extrañaría.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Y yo no quiero perder una cosa, y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;o no quiero perder una sonrisa, y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;o no quiero perder un beso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Bien, simplemente quiero estar contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Aquí contigo, simplemente así.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Solo quiero sostenerte fuerte, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;entir tu corazón cerca del mío.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Y simplemente quedarme aquí en este momento,&lt;b&gt; p&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;or todo el resto del tiempo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-2173481204618927433?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/2173481204618927433/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/y-me-pregunto-que-estas-sonando-p.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2173481204618927433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/2173481204618927433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/y-me-pregunto-que-estas-sonando-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-486543384845526492</id><published>2011-02-14T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T09:30:07.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQpxhx4YmPk/TVlmO2u-2JI/AAAAAAAAAW8/afTDPDl852s/s1600/san%2Bber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQpxhx4YmPk/TVlmO2u-2JI/AAAAAAAAAW8/afTDPDl852s/s320/san%2Bber.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573598419244472466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;San Bernardo 2011 ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-486543384845526492?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/486543384845526492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/san-bernardo-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/486543384845526492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/486543384845526492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/san-bernardo-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQpxhx4YmPk/TVlmO2u-2JI/AAAAAAAAAW8/afTDPDl852s/s72-c/san%2Bber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-376420940653221945</id><published>2011-02-14T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T08:58:45.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dame tan solo un motivo y me quedo YO ♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-376420940653221945?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/376420940653221945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/dame-tan-solo-un-motivo-y-me-quedo-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/376420940653221945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/376420940653221945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/dame-tan-solo-un-motivo-y-me-quedo-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-6157377494265513218</id><published>2011-02-03T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T20:00:29.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TUt5uu0aN7I/AAAAAAAAAW0/7f7gUsVKVFc/s1600/168790_1858160457740_1352741352_32202814_3381029_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TUt5uu0aN7I/AAAAAAAAAW0/7f7gUsVKVFc/s320/168790_1858160457740_1352741352_32202814_3381029_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569679207922546610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Resistiré hasta que termine este dolor, perdonaré si ya no estás.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;omos lo que somos, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;stamos solos y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; nos entendemos a lo lejos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Somos los que somos, e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;stamos todos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;DESUNIDOS, PERO QUEREMOS AMOR&lt;/b&gt; ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-6157377494265513218?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/6157377494265513218/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/resistire-hasta-que-termine-este-dolor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6157377494265513218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6157377494265513218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/resistire-hasta-que-termine-este-dolor.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TUt5uu0aN7I/AAAAAAAAAW0/7f7gUsVKVFc/s72-c/168790_1858160457740_1352741352_32202814_3381029_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1695741617095940106</id><published>2011-02-03T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T09:30:37.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Esa es una cara de NO HAY TAL CRISIS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TUrmAaG2nSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/00-MfO8y3eY/s1600/son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TUrmAaG2nSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/00-MfO8y3eY/s320/son.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569516783879494946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;No hay tal crisis, una dice no hay tal crisis mientras tira un par de platos al piso, una dice no hay tal crisis y se ríe con su mejor cara de bólida, una dice no hay tal crisis y saca un turno en la peluquería, no hay tal crisis y te pones kilos de tapa ojeras, una ves que aceptas que la crisis es tal crisis estas preparado para aceptar que hay tal crisis. Una dice no hay tal crisis y rompe lo que tiene a mano. Una dice no hay tal crisis y hace stop como loca, una pone su mejor cara de bolida y dice no hay tal crisis, pero tarde o temprano llega el día en donde la crisis tiene el tamaño de una estría y ahí hay que aceptarla. Se puede negar la crisis un día, un mes, un año pero llega ese día en que la crisis te explota en la cara. Atravesar la crisis es como pasar el pelo por agua oxigenada te aclara el pelo de raíz. Llega la crisis uno cree que es el final que se termina todo, pero en realidad ahí empieza todo, atravesar una crisis es como pasar por un buena cirujano plástico, sos la misma pero distinta, dan miedo las crisis...&lt;br /&gt;Uno le teme a lo desconocido casi como un mal peluquero. En chino, en japonés, en coreano, en tailandés, en algún idioma oriental crisis significa oportunidad. Las crisis son como los años te sorprenden y no te queda otra hay que enfrentarlos y llevarlos. La crisis es un viaje de ida, pero también puede ser un viaje de vuelta.&lt;/i&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/148181400851862380-1695741617095940106?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1695741617095940106/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/esa-es-una-cara-de-no-hay-tal-crisis-no.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1695741617095940106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1695741617095940106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/esa-es-una-cara-de-no-hay-tal-crisis-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TUrmAaG2nSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/00-MfO8y3eY/s72-c/son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-94313985351013020</id><published>2011-02-02T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T21:53:56.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TUmuyMcvbzI/AAAAAAAAAWk/_6kOaPXHooE/s1600/167554_1842464744891_1338755846_32160410_1841667_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TUmuyMcvbzI/AAAAAAAAAWk/_6kOaPXHooE/s320/167554_1842464744891_1338755846_32160410_1841667_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569174591578795826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal arial; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Corazón ametrallado por las balas de tu ausencia, si el jazmín ya no da flor, si en la casa no entra el sol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal arial; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desangelado me quede, tan desarmado estoy sin vos. Desabrigado sin tus manos amorosas desolado,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal arial; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;tan profundamente loco, mal querido enamorado.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal arial; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que se siente, cuando todo se termina, con el alma malherida, que se siente?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal arial; "&gt;Que se siente, con el cuerpo abandonado, por tus besos, tus caricias, que se siente?&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-94313985351013020?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/94313985351013020/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/corazon-ametrallado-por-las-balas-de-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/94313985351013020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/94313985351013020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/02/corazon-ametrallado-por-las-balas-de-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TUmuyMcvbzI/AAAAAAAAAWk/_6kOaPXHooE/s72-c/167554_1842464744891_1338755846_32160410_1841667_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-59952936334536651</id><published>2011-01-29T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T11:22:46.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye My Lover ♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TURo4n-62NI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Iv17FQM4u6E/s1600/Copia%2Bde%2B38626_1541845149334_1331120720_1417553_3988552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 70px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TURo4n-62NI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Iv17FQM4u6E/s320/Copia%2Bde%2B38626_1541845149334_1331120720_1417553_3988552_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567690361351624914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Tocaste mi alma tocaste mi corazón,&lt;b&gt; c&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;ambiaste mi vida y todas mis metas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Y el amor es ciego y eso lo supe cuando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;mi corazón estaba ciego por ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;He besado tus labios y sostenido tu cabeza, c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;ompartí tus sueños y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;compartí tu cama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Te conozco bien, conozco tu aroma, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;e sido adicta a ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Adiós mi amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;, adiós mi amigo. Has sido el único, has sido el único para mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Soy un soñador pero cuando despierto, no puedes quebrar mi espíritu. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;on mis sueños los que tomas y mientras avanzas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;acuérdate de mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; Recuérdanos y todo lo que éramos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Te he visto llorar, te he visto sonreír, t&lt;b&gt;e observe durmiendo por un rato.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Seria la madre de tu hijo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; pasaría una vida contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Conozco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; miedos y tu conoces los &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;míos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Adiós mi amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;, adiós mi amigo. Has sido el único, has sido el único para mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-59952936334536651?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/59952936334536651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye-my-lover.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/59952936334536651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/59952936334536651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/goodbye-my-lover.html' title='Goodbye My Lover ♪'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TURo4n-62NI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Iv17FQM4u6E/s72-c/Copia%2Bde%2B38626_1541845149334_1331120720_1417553_3988552_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3579734272294014746</id><published>2011-01-29T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T10:56:17.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 16px; "&gt;Quien ganará la batalla de este amor desperdiciado, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;tu creyendo que me quieres, yo queriéndote creer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si yo te quiero aunque te calles, y tu te callas y te quiero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No te enamoraste de mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;,&lt;b&gt; sino de ti cuando estás conmigo. ♪&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-3579734272294014746?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3579734272294014746/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/quien-ganara-la-batalla-de-este-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3579734272294014746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3579734272294014746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/quien-ganara-la-batalla-de-este-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-7244551754149695474</id><published>2011-01-21T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T09:02:20.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crisis !</title><content type='html'>Y aca estoy despidiendome, marcando tu rencor lo se... El tiempo nos dira si asi estuvo bien ♪ :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-7244551754149695474?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/7244551754149695474/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7244551754149695474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7244551754149695474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/crisis.html' title='Crisis !'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1202709014164744659</id><published>2011-01-11T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T09:14:42.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todo estará bien ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TSyPrL70IGI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QKnRCrUZLlc/s1600/cumplea%25C3%25B1os%2B134.jpg" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TSyPrL70IGI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QKnRCrUZLlc/s320/cumplea%25C3%25B1os%2B134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560977611996536930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pero no me faltes &lt;b&gt;NUNCA&lt;/b&gt;, que&lt;b&gt; APRENDÍ&lt;/b&gt; a vivir así, a ya no ser tan idealista, y pensar tan solo en &lt;b&gt;TI&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pero que no me falte nunca ese &lt;b&gt;BESO &lt;/b&gt;en las mañanas que moriré con el humo, que se cuela en mi ventana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pero no me faltes nunca, que me empezara a afectar la crítica de los diarios, y hasta la publicidad. Aunque al apocalipsis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ante la demanda le falten jinetes Todo estará &lt;b&gt;BIEN&lt;/b&gt;. Y si empieza otra guerra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;y los &lt;b&gt;demonios &lt;/b&gt;tengan&lt;b&gt; NOMBRE y APELLIDO, TODO ESTARÁ BIEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;… si estas TU estoy BIEN. Mi universo esta AQUÍ adentro, donde VIVES TU y por SUERTE VIVO YO ♪ ♫ ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1202709014164744659?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1202709014164744659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/pero-no-me-faltes-nunca-que-aprendi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1202709014164744659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1202709014164744659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/pero-no-me-faltes-nunca-que-aprendi.html' title='Todo estará bien ♥'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TSyPrL70IGI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QKnRCrUZLlc/s72-c/cumplea%25C3%25B1os%2B134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-5194185366339349572</id><published>2011-01-10T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:25:23.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuando acabe el placer ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hoy hago el amor con otra persona pero el corazon por siempre tuyo es.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mi cuerpo se da y el alma perdona, tanta soledad va hacerme enloquecer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Contare que es amor, jurare que es pasión y dire lo que siento con todo cariño &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y en ti pensare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dejare el corazón &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;seré todo emocion, l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a verdad es que miento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;que vivo pensando si te olvidare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; "&gt;Cuando al fin acabo la ilusion que invente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y se va la emocion yo quisiera tambien ver el tiempo correr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ya no se quien me amo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Que habre dicho? Nose, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; "&gt;y es entonces que entiendo se mide el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;cuando acaba el placer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigues dentro de mi pecho y vives recordando&lt;/span&gt;, c&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;uando pienso en ti yo pienso que te estoy amando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; "&gt;y cuando llega el deseo es tu nombre el que llamo&lt;/span&gt;, p&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;uede que no seas tu pero es a ti a quien amo. ♪&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/148181400851862380-5194185366339349572?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/5194185366339349572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/cuando-acabe-el-placer.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5194185366339349572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5194185366339349572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/cuando-acabe-el-placer.html' title='Cuando acabe el placer ...'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-4529393949009246303</id><published>2011-01-06T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T09:40:21.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;No tengo ganas de seguir pero tampoco tengo ganas de parar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Tendría que pensar que me esta pasando, pero es que estoy cansado de pensar ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-4529393949009246303?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/4529393949009246303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-tengo-ganas-de-seguir-pero-tampoco.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4529393949009246303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4529393949009246303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-tengo-ganas-de-seguir-pero-tampoco.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-5944539970278851599</id><published>2011-01-02T17:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T17:40:01.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TSEo7BRjbaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zfOnX5-AuRg/s1600/verano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TSEo7BRjbaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zfOnX5-AuRg/s320/verano.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557768409571356066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERANOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-5944539970278851599?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/5944539970278851599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/veranooooooooooooooooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5944539970278851599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/5944539970278851599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2011/01/veranooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TSEo7BRjbaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/zfOnX5-AuRg/s72-c/verano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1578824170905076309</id><published>2010-12-31T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T11:59:31.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seguir ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TR41-8DfOTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/z8QUVqPleF4/s1600/mi%2Bamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TR41-8DfOTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/z8QUVqPleF4/s320/mi%2Bamor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556938345610688818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Dame tu mano, caminemos juntos,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;NO PIENSO SOLTARTE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1578824170905076309?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1578824170905076309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/seguir.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1578824170905076309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1578824170905076309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/seguir.html' title='Seguir ...'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TR41-8DfOTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/z8QUVqPleF4/s72-c/mi%2Bamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3697345637368170907</id><published>2010-12-30T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:53:15.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TRzVCTOzV1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/1o_1w0MGCqg/s1600/38626_1541845149334_1331120720_1417553_3988552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TRzVCTOzV1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/1o_1w0MGCqg/s320/38626_1541845149334_1331120720_1417553_3988552_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556550275767162706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Son esos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;momentos en que uno se pone a reflexionar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; y alumbra una tormenta ,todo es tan tranquilo que el silencio arruina de la calma que antecede al &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;huracan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;, De repente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; puedo respirar necesito un poco de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;libertad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;, que te alejes por un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;tiempo de mi lado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; que me dejes en paz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siempre fue mi manera de ser no me trates de comprender no hay nada que se pueda ser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; soy un poco paranoico lo siento, Al ratito ya te empienzo a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXTRAÑAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;me preocupa que te pueda &lt;strong&gt;perder&lt;/strong&gt; NECESITO que te acerques a MI para sentir el CALOR de tu CUERPO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; ♪ &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/148181400851862380-3697345637368170907?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3697345637368170907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/son-esos-momentos-en-que-uno-se-pone.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3697345637368170907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3697345637368170907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/son-esos-momentos-en-que-uno-se-pone.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TRzVCTOzV1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/1o_1w0MGCqg/s72-c/38626_1541845149334_1331120720_1417553_3988552_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1592591263702505000</id><published>2010-12-30T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T10:08:27.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El mismo error</title><content type='html'>No estoy pidiendo una segunda oportunidad.&lt;br /&gt;            Grito con todas mis fuerzas.&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Dame un motivo, pero no me des oportunidad,&lt;br /&gt;            porque sino, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;cometeré el mismo error otra vez.&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/148181400851862380-1592591263702505000?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1592591263702505000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/el-mismo-error.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1592591263702505000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1592591263702505000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/el-mismo-error.html' title='El mismo error'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3537340160921089821</id><published>2010-12-30T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T06:58:44.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Entiende que aunque pida que te vallas, &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;no quiero perderte&lt;/span&gt; ♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-3537340160921089821?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3537340160921089821/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/entiende-que-aunque-pida-que-te-vallas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3537340160921089821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3537340160921089821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/entiende-que-aunque-pida-que-te-vallas.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1302840444836465558</id><published>2010-12-29T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T08:12:07.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TRtdvhshGYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r1wWSF-yPcw/s1600/mi%2Bvida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TRtdvhshGYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r1wWSF-yPcw/s320/mi%2Bvida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556137636371962242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Caminando juntos, mirando hacia adelante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Proyectando futuro, queriendo ser alguien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pero solo seré alguien si tu me acompañas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;con tus risas mañaneras y nuestras noches estrelladas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1302840444836465558?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1302840444836465558/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/caminando-juntos-mirando-hacia-adelante.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1302840444836465558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1302840444836465558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/caminando-juntos-mirando-hacia-adelante.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TRtdvhshGYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r1wWSF-yPcw/s72-c/mi%2Bvida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1829759223011601951</id><published>2010-12-07T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T13:17:23.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que nos volvamos a ver ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TP6kWgFTWsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/UuQlP7F-Dik/s1600/husoc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TP6kWgFTWsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/UuQlP7F-Dik/s320/husoc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548052497443281602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente GRACIAS.&lt;div&gt;Hasta luego gente, hasta luego &lt;b&gt;COMPAÑEROS DE TERCERO HUSOC. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOS VOY A EXTRAÑAR MUCHÍSIMO!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1829759223011601951?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1829759223011601951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/que-nos-volvamos-ver.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1829759223011601951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1829759223011601951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/12/que-nos-volvamos-ver.html' title='Que nos volvamos a ver ~'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TP6kWgFTWsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/UuQlP7F-Dik/s72-c/husoc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-6826307316739808353</id><published>2010-11-16T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T12:19:41.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Diaaaaaas !</title><content type='html'>LOS&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;VOY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EXTRAÑAR !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TOLnLg_lXBI/AAAAAAAAAVY/gSX5XqXIkgs/s1600/norte2010%2B1320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TOLnJIfa3nI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Qc3-fOnKWtM/s320/norte2010%2B098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540244635703238258" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/148181400851862380-6826307316739808353?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/6826307316739808353/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/11/21-diaaaaaas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6826307316739808353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6826307316739808353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/11/21-diaaaaaas.html' title='21 Diaaaaaas !'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TOLnLg_lXBI/AAAAAAAAAVY/gSX5XqXIkgs/s72-c/norte2010%2B1320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-4117473498380634135</id><published>2010-11-15T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T17:47:29.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 DÍAS !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TOHiQKQLvGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-vjl0Mgk-54/s1600/norte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TOHiQKQLvGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-vjl0Mgk-54/s320/norte.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539957783900437602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Una semanita de mierda se nos viene encima, y ni pensar estas tres semanas y media que nos queda por &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;erminar el colegio, no lo quiero ni pensar, las evaluaciones vienen una tras de la otra. Y pensar que termino con eso, rindo solo una sola materia que me llevo el 17 de diciembre y se termina para SIEMPRE, y comienza una nueva etapa el año que viene, con gente nueva, con una responsabilidad MAYOR que cumplir.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt; buaaaaau!&lt;/span&gt; de solo pensarlo me da una cosita rara por todo el cuerpo, quiero terminar el colegio y a la misma vez no, solo por el hecho de &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;extrañar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-4117473498380634135?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/4117473498380634135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/11/22-dias.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4117473498380634135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4117473498380634135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/11/22-dias.html' title='22 DÍAS !'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TOHiQKQLvGI/AAAAAAAAAUo/-vjl0Mgk-54/s72-c/norte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3986732715674047514</id><published>2010-11-15T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T17:14:36.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TOHaehrVXPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/r-tcYyi5KmM/s1600/18%2B103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TOHaehrVXPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/r-tcYyi5KmM/s320/18%2B103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539949234613476594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hacer el amor es caminar juntos en la vida&lt;/b&gt;, superando los obstáculos que la misma vida les pueda presentar, es &lt;b&gt;crecer&lt;/b&gt; juntos espiritual e intelectualmente, evolucionar unidos, fortalecer los lazos en común con esos pequeños detalles que algunas veces nos parecen tontos e insignificantes, pero que sin embargo son tan importantes para evitar la rutina que es la más cruel enemiga del amor. Cuando te sientes triste, cuando te sientes feliz, cuando te sientes deprimido, cuando te sientes enfermo, cuando te sientes sano y siempre sientes a esa persona a tu lado, &lt;b&gt;diciéndole tu "te amo" y ella respondiendo "yo te amo mas"... en esos momentos puedes decir "he hecho el amor". Hacer el amor es llegar al final de tu vida al lado de esa persona que hace años te conquistó y que te ha hecho sentir el ser mas feliz y dichoso sobre la tierra.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-3986732715674047514?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3986732715674047514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3986732715674047514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3986732715674047514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='♥'/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TOHaehrVXPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/r-tcYyi5KmM/s72-c/18%2B103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-4145800258256779590</id><published>2010-09-23T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:59:11.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TJu_erks71I/AAAAAAAAAUY/AoeP59auAvQ/s1600/Copia+de+SDC12910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TJu_erks71I/AAAAAAAAAUY/AoeP59auAvQ/s320/Copia+de+SDC12910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520216302086319954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Contigo aprendí que tu presencia &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;no la cambio por ninguna.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Descubrí que puede un beso ser más dulce y más profundo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;, que puedo irme mañana&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;mismo de este mundo &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;las cosas buenas ya contigo las viví.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Y también aprendí que yo nací el día en que te conocí. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-4145800258256779590?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/4145800258256779590/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/09/contigo-aprendi-que-tu-presencia-no-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4145800258256779590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/4145800258256779590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/09/contigo-aprendi-que-tu-presencia-no-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TJu_erks71I/AAAAAAAAAUY/AoeP59auAvQ/s72-c/Copia+de+SDC12910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-7238430380802033618</id><published>2010-09-20T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T10:46:09.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;El poder de tu amor,  que me eleva a lo profundo   como un globo hasta el cielo. El poder de tu Amor, me sumerge a las alturas y me corta la respiración. Yo te juro, no miento  que tu amor tiene ese poder&lt;br /&gt;Decir que &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;TE AMO&lt;/span&gt; hasta la luna  eso no bastará, a menos que haya otra luna en la eternidad.  &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/148181400851862380-7238430380802033618?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/7238430380802033618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/09/el-poder-de-tu-amor-que-me-eleva-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7238430380802033618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/7238430380802033618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/09/el-poder-de-tu-amor-que-me-eleva-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-6322981855134244965</id><published>2010-08-31T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T14:00:49.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yo siento que tu compañía es el mejor regalo que me dio la vida, la fuerza que me empuja a seguir adelante, de todo lo que tengo es lo mas importante.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-6322981855134244965?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/6322981855134244965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/08/yo-siento-que-tu-compania-es-el-mejor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6322981855134244965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6322981855134244965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/08/yo-siento-que-tu-compania-es-el-mejor.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3601576929973940978</id><published>2010-08-04T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T11:43:26.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Benditos ojos q me esquibaban  simulaban desde que me ignoraban. Y de repente sostienes la mirada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Bendito dios por encontranos en el camino y de quitarme esta soledad de mi destino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&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/148181400851862380-3601576929973940978?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3601576929973940978/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/08/benditos-ojos-q-me-esquibaban-simulaban.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3601576929973940978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3601576929973940978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/08/benditos-ojos-q-me-esquibaban-simulaban.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-8900620297658609135</id><published>2010-08-03T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:15:06.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TFhbmkjMytI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mMYsshSlG8E/s1600/39004_1552296810874_1338755846_31513054_2867306_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TFhbmkjMytI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mMYsshSlG8E/s320/39004_1552296810874_1338755846_31513054_2867306_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501247663037532882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;La luz vas a apagar y el cielo a encender todo está tranquilo por aquí. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te voy a conocer, me voy a apasionar, no hay mucho mas que decir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Estamos frente a frente nuestros labios no resisten, nuestros ojos son testigos, EL AMOR EXISTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Todo es tan real, pero nada es normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamás &lt;/span&gt;había vivido un sentimiento&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tan profundo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quedarme aquí a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; es lo mas lindo de este mundo&lt;/span&gt;. Todo es tan real, pero nada es normal.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-8900620297658609135?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/8900620297658609135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/08/la-luz-vas-apagar-y-el-cielo-encender.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8900620297658609135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/8900620297658609135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/08/la-luz-vas-apagar-y-el-cielo-encender.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/TFhbmkjMytI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mMYsshSlG8E/s72-c/39004_1552296810874_1338755846_31513054_2867306_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-3391152538029226771</id><published>2010-06-28T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:43:38.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Y hasta a que apareciste por ahí, me decidí aterrizar y quedarme en tu suelo.&lt;br /&gt;Descubrí mi fe en tu ilusión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mi alma reconoció tu voz y así se fue detrás de ti mi corazón. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/148181400851862380-3391152538029226771?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/3391152538029226771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/06/y-hasta-que-apareciste-por-ahi-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3391152538029226771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/3391152538029226771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/06/y-hasta-que-apareciste-por-ahi-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-6522536760981843107</id><published>2010-06-28T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T12:59:35.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cambiar de aire !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-6522536760981843107?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/6522536760981843107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/06/cambiar-de-aire.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6522536760981843107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/6522536760981843107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/06/cambiar-de-aire.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-1756183123562649786</id><published>2010-05-26T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:43:09.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/S_17FRgMj3I/AAAAAAAAATc/ER8cXAnIDCY/s1600/28583_1479624354108_1338755846_31310330_7285483_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/S_17FRgMj3I/AAAAAAAAATc/ER8cXAnIDCY/s320/28583_1479624354108_1338755846_31310330_7285483_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475668052480397170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Por mucho que me quieras olvidar, no dejaras de amarme&lt;br /&gt;cuando tu recuerdes&lt;br /&gt;todo lo que yo te pude&lt;br /&gt;dar se que vas a extrañarme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Que ya no espero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;nada de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;me dices que es muy tarde porque tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ya lo entregaste a un nuevo amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;, que&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;lo mejor sera olvidarte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; line-height: 16px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Yo dudo que con ella te olvides de que existo  a donde vayas se,&lt;br /&gt;me llevarás contigo, quien pueda conocerte&lt;br /&gt;o mas que yo quererte jamás encontrarás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: nowrap;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; line-height: 16px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Yo dudo que con ella te sientas tan amado,&lt;br /&gt;jamás le entregarás  igual que a mí tu alma, con quien compararías&lt;br /&gt;lo que yo fui en TU VIDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; border-collapse: collapse;font-family:tahoma,verdana,arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Te ruego que me dejes volver, no verte es un castigo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TE EXTRAÑO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; en cada noche y en cada nuevo amanecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;porque no puedo estar contigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo dudo que con ella te olvides de que existo,&lt;br /&gt;a donde vallas se me llevaras contigo, quien pueda conocerte o mas que yo quererte&lt;br /&gt;jamas encontraras.&lt;br /&gt;Yo dudo que con ella te sientas tan amado, jamas le entregaras igual que a mi tu alma con quien compararias lo que yo fui en tu vida yo dudo que con ella. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/148181400851862380-1756183123562649786?l=tardeeabril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/feeds/1756183123562649786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/05/por-mucho-que-me-quieras-olvidar-no.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1756183123562649786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/148181400851862380/posts/default/1756183123562649786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tardeeabril.blogspot.com/2010/05/por-mucho-que-me-quieras-olvidar-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Solange (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08410052994575284156</uri><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/_PK7CA5uki8E/SZq5UUqIGeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Jk-ZTbFgGdw/S220/Copia+de+cn+zahira+1+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/S_17FRgMj3I/AAAAAAAAATc/ER8cXAnIDCY/s72-c/28583_1479624354108_1338755846_31310330_7285483_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148181400851862380.post-6636862920568375350</id><published>2010-05-19T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T13:23:43.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PK7CA5uki8E/S_RH1fojSwI/AAAAAAAAATU/WjCV92_bZ7I/s1600/28883_1411108071395_1043297246_1200502_4160207_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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