<?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-6474562108222755334</id><updated>2011-09-27T23:33:23.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seca tus ojos.</title><subtitle type='html'>micaela es un aparato que captura lo que su manipuladora le indica. A veces se rebela y captura lo que quiere y como quiere. Esta es la visión de Micaela ..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-927374424745934360</id><published>2011-09-27T23:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T23:33:23.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dame una señal para saber si estoy haciendo las cosas bien, nunca termino de compenzar las partidas de la vida, y lo unico que hace mi alrededor es reclamar. Es que quiza 19 años son muy pocos para este tipo de vida? Puede ser, no queria quemar etapas, no queria arriesgar mi carrera, pero otra no me quedo, "es la vida que te toco" ella me dijo siempre, pero yo no quiero conformarme con esa frase. Sali a lucharla, pero dudo de estar haciendo lo correcto. Tengo ganas de ir al sol, de ser libre de a ratos, de disfrutar de la vida, nunca pude y cada vez me alejo más. Si estuvieras aca todo seria tan distinto. Estoy tan fea y tan triste, que cada vez me cuesta levantarme más y nadie lo nota. Cada vez tengo más obligaciones, y más reclamos, y cada vez me siento peor. Sabes muy bien porque elegi este camino, queria salir del otro, que me daba la posibilidad de confundirme, y yo lo hacia, no pude controlarme y tuve que volver  a la meta y volver a empezar. Se que desde donde estas entendes todo, y sabes porque hago todo este esfuerzo tan grande. Lo unico que quiero es tener una buena vida, no solo tapar las heridas materiales que tuve en toda mi adolescencia, si no que tapar los dolores, las tristezas, conseguir ese espacio que tanto necesito. Me dijeron que la vida no era fácil, pero creo que ya sufri bastante, y por más que me pongan en prueba todo el tiempo, dudo de poder resistirlas. Cada vez tengo menos pilares, no por su culpa, si no porque yo misma me alejo por diversas razones que no me gustan. Las personas que antes eran todo lo que tenia, cada vez se alejan más y dudo que sea por errores de ellos, se que es por mi, pero no por un error, (que cabeza dura que soy!) si no porque no me gusta su forma de ser, ya no concuerdan con mis pensamientos. Y se que no son ellos los inmaduros, si no que soy yo la que hago la vida de adulta con mis 19 años y con una adolescencia practicamente inexistente. Tengo una vida sola papá, no quiero equivocarme, no quiero quemar etapas, pero tampoco puedo salir de todo esto, ya me acostumbre y me haria más mal. Necesito a mi psicologa, necesito que alguien se de cuenta de que realmente estoy mal, que alguien note que esa sonrisa realmente es toda una farsa. Te necesito a vos, con tus defectos y tus virtudes, te extraño y cada dia que pasa me haces más falta. Te espero en mis sueños, necesito tu respuesta . Te amo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-927374424745934360?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/927374424745934360/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/09/dame-una-senal-para-saber-si-estoy.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/927374424745934360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/927374424745934360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/09/dame-una-senal-para-saber-si-estoy.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-1164373932813737896</id><published>2011-09-10T21:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T22:09:53.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Con mas certeza que duda &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;avanzo y choco de frente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, con mas pereza que &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;culpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; y el&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; corazón casi inerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Con menos tacto que astucia &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;contacto con la lujuria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, con  menos fuerza que furia, aprieto necio los dientes. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Cuando gano solo pierdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; y en el medio del miedo &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;voy huyendo eternamente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; en primavera inconciente. &lt;div&gt;Sume tantos desaciertos como cuento calendarios, soy fácil de complicarme, extraño entre los raros. Cuando gano solo pierdo, y en el medio del miedo, voy huyendo eternamente, en primavera inconciente, como la copa del árbol, durante un vendaval, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;me muevo de lado a lado, entre mentira y verdad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;mareado por tanto viento y los deseos lejanos, sigo apostándole al cero, conozco bien ese paño.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(que lástima que siendo tan inteligente no pudiste darte cuenta que cada vez te estaban consumiendo más. De todos modos, y a pesar de todo lo sufrido día a día, te perdono y te amo con todo mi corazón, más que a nada, más que a muchos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-1164373932813737896?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1164373932813737896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/09/con-mas-certeza-que-duda-avanzo-y-choco.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1164373932813737896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1164373932813737896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/09/con-mas-certeza-que-duda-avanzo-y-choco.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-4723111548197546198</id><published>2011-09-06T23:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T23:54:29.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LLEGO A SU FIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Si algo que yo sé, quiero que seas&lt;br /&gt;muy feliz,&lt;br /&gt;Si alguna vez tuve algo, siento que&lt;br /&gt;hoy llegó a su fin...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hace dos años atrás aposte de nuevo a lo nuestro, a esta relaciona que me lastimaba pero que a la vez amaba tanto. Quizás hoy recién noto que fue un tanto masoquista de mi parte, pero me hacías bien, que bien me hacías! Siempre comprendí los cambios de la vida, de hecho hoy estoy con alguien que me valora mucho más y es una hermosa persona, pero veía tantas cosas en tus ojos, que me paralizaba la vida y sentía que jamás se iba a terminar. Dos años de la última vez que fuimos algo, y estoy más que segura de la decisión de terminar con toda esa relación. Sin embargo, te veo con tu familia, y cuesta comprender tan grande cambio, cuando me prometías el paraíso. &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-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me parece perfecto que cada cual haga su vida, y más aun me pone feliz que nos sigamos hablando, no es que me angustie que cada uno haga la suya, si no es que con tan solo dos años, eso que creia tan real y duradero, dio un giro de 180 grados, y todo es tan distinto. Ya no se porque me angustia, FELICITACIONES.&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-size: 15px;"&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/6474562108222755334-4723111548197546198?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/4723111548197546198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/09/llego-su-fin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/4723111548197546198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/4723111548197546198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/09/llego-su-fin.html' title='LLEGO A SU FIN.'/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-1108509219418078330</id><published>2011-07-10T15:55:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T22:15:34.811-04:00</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; "&gt;&lt;pre style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height:15.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Tahoma; "&gt;Si intento no pensar, te me apareces sin querer. Si quieres conversar, sabe que siempre yo estaré, solo me queda disfrutar de este momento esta vez. Como olvidarme de tu piel, como decirte te extrañé, ¿Como pedirte un poco más?, si soy tan débil frente a ti. De tantas formas muto yo, sola, pensando que estas hoy aquí. Y cuando miro en tus ojos quiero descifrar, lo que tu sientes por mí, si otra vez volverás. Hoy ya no sé si podré verme feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&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/6474562108222755334-1108509219418078330?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/1108509219418078330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/07/si-intento-no-pensar-te-me-apareces-sin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1108509219418078330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1108509219418078330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/07/si-intento-no-pensar-te-me-apareces-sin.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-2478728083705071226</id><published>2011-07-06T09:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T22:19:52.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nosy8yk19lA/ThRqX46FuVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/eJSL2oLgmnw/s1600/20061101233516-las-mariposas-heladas-de-magia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nosy8yk19lA/ThRqX46FuVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/eJSL2oLgmnw/s400/20061101233516-las-mariposas-heladas-de-magia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626238793138157906" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div id="mp0_ctr" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div id="mp0_msgPartBody" class="MsgPartBody ClearBoth" style="line-height: 15px; clear: both; padding-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;div pfx="mpf0_" bt="Full" rfu="EditMessageLight.aspx?ReadMessageId=bdcbec9a-a743-11e0-9f8c-001e0bcc07c8&amp;amp;FolderID=00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000001&amp;amp;Aux=2154%7c0%7c8CE0967A4B51170%7c%7c0%7c1%7c0%7c0%7c7%7c5&amp;amp;SenderEmail=micaelacimino%40hotmail.com&amp;amp;ecui=True&amp;amp;n=447218869&amp;amp;Action={0}&amp;amp;AllowUnsafe={1}" ra="Reply" raa="ReplyAll" fa="Forward" sf="s" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div id="mpf0_readMsgBodyContainer" class="ReadMsgBody" style="line-height: 15px; padding-top: 8px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 12px; overflow-x: hidden; "&gt;&lt;div class="SandboxScopeClass ExternalClass" id="mpf0_MsgContainer" style="line-height: normal; font-size: 10pt; display: inline-block; "&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No sé porque te escribo, creo que necesito decir algunas cosas que están dentro de mi y no pude ni puedo ni voy a poder decirte jamás. Todavía no te fuiste, pero ya sabemos tu final. Sos un ángel que la vida me puso en el camino, y que por suerte supe poder apreciar. Con solo ver tus ojos pude ver toda la bondad que había dentro tuyo, y un par de consejos bastaron para que te quisiera con toda mi alma. Te conozco hace ocho meses, pero sos tan pura que te pude conocer bien. No cabe dentro de tu alma maldad, no existe daño que puedas hacer, sos puro amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Le pedí a todos los santos, a todas mis mariposas que te quedaras a mi lado, no estoy preparada para dejarte ir, no quiero. Quería que podamos cumplir todos esos sueños que planificamos juntas, pero ya no se puede. No se porque causa hoy te quitan la vida, sin dudarlo te regalaría la mía. No existe, no conozco persona como vos. Te quiero y me duele dejarte ir. Soy egoísta pero aun me queda la última ilusión, tu corazón es fuerte y no dejo de latir. A quien mierda se le ocurrió poner tanta crueldad en tu vida, sos la persona que menos lo merece y la que más lo sufre. Me mata verte así. Te repito, daría mi cuerpo por vos, aguantaría todos esos dolores con tal de verte reír una vez más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Voy a tener que dejarte volar, sos una mariposa más y mereces estar libre, sos del cielo, sos del aire, tenes tanto amor que es demasiado para este mundo. Voy a dejarte ir, (aunque ojala fuera yo quién decidiera!) te vas a convertir en otro ángel que me va a cuidar, vas a ser otra estrellita, muy brillante, la más linda, y cada vez que te vea me voy a acordar de tu sonrisa, y de tus palabras. Sé que me vas a cuidar, vas a conocer a papá, vas a dejar de sufrir, y te vas a ver tan hermosa como fuiste siempre. Te juro cuidar todo lo que dejas, te juro cuidar al amor de mi vida y nunca hacerlo sufrir, alguien que sale de amor, solo trae amor. Vamos a formar una familia llena de amor, ese amor que vos nos dejaste de herencia, y siempre les vamos a hablar de vos. Nos vas a cuidar, se que no vas a permitir que nos pase nada malo. Perdón por todos los errores que suelo cometer, te prometo intentar repararlos. Gracias por dejarme conocerte, por escucharme infinitas veces y darme tus palabras de aliento. Espero ser eso que realmente crees. Te quiero muchísimo Sil, gracias por volver a darme vida y compartirme tu familia. Sos una de las personas que más amo, te juro que el amor que te tengo es especial. ¡Será que sos un ángel que te puso en mi camino?!. Te quiero un montón. Hasta pronto, nos volveremos a ver, vos allá, yo aca, pero siempre unidas. Nunca me voy a olvidar de vos y de todo lo que sos. Abraza a mi papá por mi, fijate lo hermoso que es, y cuidenme y denme fuerzas, por favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hasta siempre en mi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Te quiero muchísimo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="line-height: 17px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.35em; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Papá: No permitas que este ángel sufra más, llevalo con vos, quitale todos los dolores, por favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; 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"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-2478728083705071226?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/2478728083705071226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-se-porque-te-escribo-creo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2478728083705071226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2478728083705071226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-se-porque-te-escribo-creo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nosy8yk19lA/ThRqX46FuVI/AAAAAAAAAOI/eJSL2oLgmnw/s72-c/20061101233516-las-mariposas-heladas-de-magia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-7231226330047922974</id><published>2011-05-27T21:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T21:53:27.382-04:00</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; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;pre style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; line-height: normal; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; "  &gt;Si no olvido lo que dije, aunque cambie de plan Si no olvido lo que anduve al dar un paso mas No necesitaría explicar las cosas tantas veces mas No necesitaría…  Bueno ratos pase, y otros tanto me esperan Seguir caminando hasta encontrar un lugar Caminar buscando, pensando que está  Si, se cae el techo encima y vuelvo a comenzar Si, no callo el comentario, si creo que va a sumar No necesitaría explicarte nada, aunque te vea mal No necesitaría explicar…  Buenas noches llegue, alguien me está esperando Seguir caminando hasta encontrar un lugar Caminar buscando, pensando que está  Necesito cambiar un poco esto, hipoteco 20 años al amor Alejarme de mi propia sombra, resisto Me aguanto, me quiero como soy Hasta encontrar, seguiré buscando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/6474562108222755334-7231226330047922974?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7231226330047922974/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/05/si-no-olvido-lo-que-dije-aunque-cambie.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7231226330047922974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7231226330047922974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/05/si-no-olvido-lo-que-dije-aunque-cambie.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-2556768904111642821</id><published>2011-03-10T12:22:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T12:37:22.719-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9aRZGcmTgE/TXjs9s9_jiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ufTb7zIni6o/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9aRZGcmTgE/TXjs9s9_jiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ufTb7zIni6o/s400/cats.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582472282913082914" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9aRZGcmTgE/TXjs9s9_jiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ufTb7zIni6o/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vital como el aire que respiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9aRZGcmTgE/TXjs9s9_jiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ufTb7zIni6o/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;vital, como la libertad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;como vivir sin la mentira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Vital como la tierra libre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vital, como conciencia de unidad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Y ante el abuso de poder, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;la rebeldia&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ya no hay demora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;no da cabida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;se va, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;se va la ley&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&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: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se va la vida, &lt;/i&gt;&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: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;por la libertad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&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: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; line-height: 20px; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sin la mala ley ni la impunidad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&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/6474562108222755334-2556768904111642821?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2556768904111642821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2556768904111642821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2011/03/vital.html' title='Vital'/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E9aRZGcmTgE/TXjs9s9_jiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ufTb7zIni6o/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-2367622814143274508</id><published>2010-11-10T19:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T19:51:36.064-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TNsbwLRX3TI/AAAAAAAAANQ/voG2W3y8PP8/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 427px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TNsbwLRX3TI/AAAAAAAAANQ/voG2W3y8PP8/s400/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538050681255484722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt; 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suerte que hay más por conocer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suerte que contigo creceré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suerte que te tengo al volver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Todo tiene final feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;desde que te conocí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-2367622814143274508?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2367622814143274508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2367622814143274508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/11/normal-0-21-false-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TNsbwLRX3TI/AAAAAAAAANQ/voG2W3y8PP8/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-7468932085187278675</id><published>2010-10-04T19:41:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:26:53.050-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TKpYQ_aerFI/AAAAAAAAANI/qqXozoTms1c/s1600/38929_1564957449559_1404063470_1528562_5016881_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TKpYQ_aerFI/AAAAAAAAANI/qqXozoTms1c/s400/38929_1564957449559_1404063470_1528562_5016881_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524324941846981714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sigo caminando, siento tu calor;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;yo busco en todos lados&lt;br /&gt;no se donde voy; ni donde estoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yo que había tocado fondo en mi interior,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;entré en ese salón y vi tu resplandor; y sucedió...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Un milagro hecho hombre, me redimió.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Será que siento, será que entiendo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;que aunque no quiera el viento&lt;br /&gt;me lleva hacia su amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Si tuve miedo, ya no lo tengo hoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Y si lo estoy sintiendo me entregaré a su amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Porque si ayer tuve miedo, ya no lo tengo hoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yo le pedi a esa estrella y ella me lo envió,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;por vestido de luna y perfumado de canción...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;¡Que sensación!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Si es como el mar profundo y brilla como el sol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;y todos me miran cuando yo a su lado estoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;¡Que sensación!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Se ha robado mi alma y mi corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Te amo.♥&lt;/span&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/6474562108222755334-7468932085187278675?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7468932085187278675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7468932085187278675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/10/sigo-caminando-siento-tu-calor-yo-busco.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TKpYQ_aerFI/AAAAAAAAANI/qqXozoTms1c/s72-c/38929_1564957449559_1404063470_1528562_5016881_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-5595074881044765996</id><published>2010-09-20T19:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T19:44:16.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Desafortunadamente estoy en la vereda de acá. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Como cuesta ver el sol con las manos vacías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Voy pensando que va a pasar, pensando voy, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;nada queda claro y todo parece estar mal&lt;/span&gt;. De nuevo con una mano atrás y otra adelante de nuevo quedo mirando el mar, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o a ninguna parte&lt;/span&gt;. Voy, voy, voy, a ningún lado voy, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;no sé que quiero darte&lt;/span&gt; Sola voy, voy, voy, y en ningún lado estoy, solo sé que mis amigos son todo lo que soy. Nada puede salir mal, me quiero quedar mirando el mar ese mar, que no te pide nada mas que una simple mirada que te muestra que esta ahí siempre cerca y con eso me alcanza. No existe el miedo, no tiene por donde entrar y yo voy, voy, voy, a ningún lado voy no sé que quiero darte solo voy, y en ningún lado estoy solo sé que mis amigos son todo lo que soy. Nada puede salir mal me quiero quedar mirando el mar ese mar, que no te pide nada mas que una simple mirada que te muestra que esta ahí siempre cerca y con eso me alcanza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-5595074881044765996?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5595074881044765996/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/09/desafortunadamente-estoy-en-la-vereda.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/5595074881044765996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/5595074881044765996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/09/desafortunadamente-estoy-en-la-vereda.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-7938896123944181151</id><published>2010-08-22T13:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T13:36:00.435-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/THFf1ctTp1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/YnRDzJJd3M0/s1600/Puesta+de+sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508289191094757202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/THFf1ctTp1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/YnRDzJJd3M0/s320/Puesta+de+sol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adiós&lt;/span&gt;, se dijeron adiós&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;El tiempo es exacto, pero su amor no.&lt;/span&gt; Y hoy se encuentran en todo, el aire les quema, nosotros miramos de afuera. Sol, te pedimos a vos que &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cures la herida que tiene su amor&lt;/span&gt;. Es señal distante que agita las noches cansadas de invierno. ¿Dónde estará nuestro camino? ¿Cuándo el tiempo atrapó al destino? ¿Cómo?… &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;si tus besos eran mi vino&lt;/span&gt;. Dejálo ir, que no se detenga. Saber es escuchar &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;palabras a tiempo que no se dicen&lt;/span&gt;, palabras a tiempo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-7938896123944181151?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7938896123944181151/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/08/adios-se-dijeron-adios.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7938896123944181151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7938896123944181151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/08/adios-se-dijeron-adios.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/THFf1ctTp1I/AAAAAAAAAMo/YnRDzJJd3M0/s72-c/Puesta+de+sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-8332658788492072004</id><published>2010-07-31T10:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T11:34:49.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TFQxxZ361tI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gdj3WunzpvI/s1600/Dibujo.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500075769754998482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TFQxxZ361tI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gdj3WunzpvI/s320/Dibujo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Otra vez sábado por la mañana, otra vez en el trabajo, sin trabajo. Por ende, me pongo a escribir todo lo que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;siento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hoy.&lt;br /&gt;Anoche me paso algo que me dejo bastante tildada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Estaba frente a una fuente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;. ¿Hace cuanto que yo no me paraba enfrente de una fuente de agua a tirar una moneda? No sé, hace demasiado tiempo. Agarre mis monedas, y al momento de tirarlas a la fuente, me surgieron dos inconvenientes.&lt;br /&gt;El primero apareció al intentar tirar las monedas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;¿Cómo se hacia?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Y ahí caí en la realidad. De chica pasaba todos los domingos en el Unicenter tirando monedas y pidiendo juguetes y ahora, con 18 años, no me podía acordar si se tiraban primero las monedas, y después se pedía el deseo. O primero el deseo, y luego las monedas, o… ¿las dos cosas juntas a la vez?. No importa, fue cuestión de pensarlo dos segundos, angustiarme un poco por el paso del tiempo, y optar por la primera opción.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora llega mi segundo inconveniente, que esté me dejo más bloqueada todavía. Tuve que pedir los deseos. El cumpleaños pasado, pedí ser feliz, pedí un trabajo, y pedí alguien que me quiera tanto, como para llenarme el alma. Y ahora, esos tres deseos que parecían tan imposibles, conviven conmigo a diario. Por ende,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;no tenía ningún deseo que pedir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Y ahí pude darme cuenta, que sin notarlo, de a poco y haciendo las cosas lo mejor posible,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;estoy en el umbral de la felicidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;. No necesito nada más de lo que tengo, si no seguir con está vida, con esta sonrisa y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;con estás ganas de vivir que son hermosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;. Este es uno de los momentos más lindos de mi vida. Tengo en mi vida a personas hermosas. Tengo personas que me llenan el alma. Tengo personas que se preocupan por mi, y por más que sea muy colgada, me bancan en todas.&lt;br /&gt;Nada, bueno, mejor dicho, todo:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;soy feliz.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-8332658788492072004?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/8332658788492072004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/07/otra-vez-sabado-por-la-manana-otra-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/8332658788492072004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/8332658788492072004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/07/otra-vez-sabado-por-la-manana-otra-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TFQxxZ361tI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gdj3WunzpvI/s72-c/Dibujo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-3576868501054133472</id><published>2010-07-26T00:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:29:11.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TE0NYkyKpeI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Yr_VchrSGMs/s1600/19051_1324111428559_1404063470_916312_503431_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TE0NYkyKpeI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Yr_VchrSGMs/s320/19051_1324111428559_1404063470_916312_503431_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498065435931354594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se si te diste cuenta de que te soñaba desde hace rato. Hoy te tengo aca a mi lado, y es todo increible. Me enamore de tu personalidad, me enamore de tu forma de ser, me enamore de tu confianza, me enamore de tu hermosura, Me enamore de vos, como nunca pense enamorarme de nadie.&lt;br /&gt;No tenia idea lo que buscaba, o mejor dicho, lo que no buscaba, lo que esperaba que llegué.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora te tengo a mi lado, sonaré cursi, digo cosas que nunca pense decir, y sueño. Quiero seguir caminando de la mano con vos, para siempre, para no perderme, o para perderme a tu lado. Porque me haces sentir cosas hermosas, me haces ver las estrellas. Me haces confiar en un futuro. Sos la partecita más nueva e importante de mi mundo. Te quiero mucho. Basta de cursilerias por hoy, te extraño.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-3576868501054133472?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/3576868501054133472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/3576868501054133472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-se-si-te-diste-cuenta-de-que-te.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TE0NYkyKpeI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Yr_VchrSGMs/s72-c/19051_1324111428559_1404063470_916312_503431_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-6233488412133700653</id><published>2010-06-11T11:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T11:36:50.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>carnaval para tu desconsuelo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TBJVyCEVgNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AnQCKUx4t4k/s1600/eze+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TBJVyCEVgNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AnQCKUx4t4k/s320/eze+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481538014500192466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Más que soplar, se trata de hacer viento. Más que brillar, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ser luz total&lt;/span&gt; que viene de adentro. Más que esperar, se trata de ser tiempo. Más que olvidar, recuerdos que, se lleva el viento. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y voy, buscando la luz que me ilumina y que me da, el pretexto más perfecto y el capricho de no aflojar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-6233488412133700653?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/6233488412133700653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/6233488412133700653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/06/carnaval-para-tu-desconsuelo.html' title='carnaval para tu desconsuelo.'/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/TBJVyCEVgNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AnQCKUx4t4k/s72-c/eze+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-3496788551946776066</id><published>2010-05-17T08:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T08:53:27.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S_E7aE7qEAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/F24FC2JDPpY/s1600/Foto-0029_e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S_E7aE7qEAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/F24FC2JDPpY/s400/Foto-0029_e1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472220341418463234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sola, con la única compañia de un café reflexionando sobre los errores. Caminando por las calles de Buenos Aires, intentando mejorar los errores. Confesándome, retractándome, o simplemente dejar de hacerlo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/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/6474562108222755334-3496788551946776066?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/3496788551946776066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/3496788551946776066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/05/sola-con-la-unica-compania-de-un-cafe.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S_E7aE7qEAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/F24FC2JDPpY/s72-c/Foto-0029_e1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-1509372577299993251</id><published>2010-04-22T18:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:53:33.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S9DTPltybyI/AAAAAAAAALc/XIdAHk4XFM8/s1600/1048119633_0939502631_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463098612776070946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S9DTPltybyI/AAAAAAAAALc/XIdAHk4XFM8/s400/1048119633_0939502631_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hice un nudo en la corbata &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y me trage este dolor.&lt;/strong&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/6474562108222755334-1509372577299993251?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1509372577299993251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1509372577299993251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/04/hice-un-nudo-en-la-corbata-y-me-trage.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S9DTPltybyI/AAAAAAAAALc/XIdAHk4XFM8/s72-c/1048119633_0939502631_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-9000931627439206237</id><published>2010-04-19T00:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:38:06.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S8vd8UYCiRI/AAAAAAAAALU/mfFWzOY5JsM/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S8vd8UYCiRI/AAAAAAAAALU/mfFWzOY5JsM/s320/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461703001448286482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;¿Qué te anda pasando corazón que vas sin mando?&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/6474562108222755334-9000931627439206237?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/9000931627439206237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/9000931627439206237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/04/que-te-anda-pasando-corazon-que-vas-sin.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S8vd8UYCiRI/AAAAAAAAALU/mfFWzOY5JsM/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-3698973825699452169</id><published>2010-03-24T21:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:44:13.781-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;[con los ojos fijos hacia un lugar, yo sigo]&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-3698973825699452169?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/3698973825699452169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/3698973825699452169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/con-los-ojos-fijos-hacia-un-lugar-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-5452015579839658740</id><published>2010-03-24T13:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:51:36.492-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S6pC9rjYvwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/sKnbthA1Dhk/s1600/2357728441_dd67bd6c4e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S6WdwZDqNmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9gSuN4V1NlM/s320/SP_A0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450936378687370850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para elegir, hay que saber cuál es el &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;debe&lt;/span&gt; y el &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;haber&lt;/span&gt;. Hay que mirar de frente al &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sol&lt;/span&gt;, sentir a pleno el &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;corazón&lt;/span&gt;.Para vivir, hay que correr el riesgo de poder &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;perder&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;equivocarse hasta caer&lt;/span&gt;: llegar al fondo de mi &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;ser&lt;/span&gt;.¿Cuál es el costo de ganar? ¿Cuál es el miedo de perder? ¿Cuál la carrera? ¿Cuál la llegada? ¿Cuál el camino y cuál la cortada?. Si me animo y si no puedo, si me atrevo y si no llego, si te pierdo y no te encuentro, si me escapo o me quedo ciego.¿Cuál es la forma más clara y segura, de elegir bien y que no queden dudas?, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yo sigo probando mientras voy pensando qué hacer&lt;/span&gt;.Para crecer, hay que dejar dormido el niño que uno fue. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Pararse entero y vencer el miedo de ser o no ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6474562108222755334-8447856245245068744?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/8447856245245068744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/8447856245245068744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/para-elegir-hay-que-saber-cual-es-el.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S6WdwZDqNmI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9gSuN4V1NlM/s72-c/SP_A0024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-6547845207137301822</id><published>2010-03-21T01:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T01:13:53.364-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14px;"  &gt;Me miro al espejo, y allí estoy, es esa que veo, la que soy.&lt;br /&gt;¿En dónde me encuento? ¿A dónde voy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14px;"  &gt;¿A quién reconozco?, y ¿Quién esta hoy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&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/6474562108222755334-6547845207137301822?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/6547845207137301822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/6547845207137301822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/me-miro-al-espejo-y-alli-estoy-es-esa.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-1397496613467153617</id><published>2010-03-18T19:31:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:28:32.234-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="widget-content"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Impact;font-size:72pt;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/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/6474562108222755334-1397496613467153617?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1397496613467153617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1397496613467153617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_912.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-1917384265958682114</id><published>2010-03-18T19:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T19:22:10.773-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S6KnbQ39XrI/AAAAAAAAAJk/m1h6UbEL69s/s1600-h/m42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S6KnbQ39XrI/AAAAAAAAAJk/m1h6UbEL69s/s400/m42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450102585899703986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-1917384265958682114?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1917384265958682114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1917384265958682114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S6KnbQ39XrI/AAAAAAAAAJk/m1h6UbEL69s/s72-c/m42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-2256864536098264971</id><published>2010-03-08T22:11:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T19:18:17.849-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S5WgoU54-9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/c53x_dVPywo/s1600-h/micaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S5WgoU54-9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/c53x_dVPywo/s320/micaa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446435939041213394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;¿Quién&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;quita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;bailado?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;puede&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;vivir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;así.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Prefiero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;seguir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;bailando,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;aunque&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;esté&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;dura&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;vid&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Prefiero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;dejarlo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;todo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; adelante&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;preguntar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; lo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;baile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;todo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;pensas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;olvidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sienta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;solito&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;largue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;todo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;venga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;bailar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S5WggVPl9fI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fKfYhPQbMfY/s1600-h/Dibujo.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-2256864536098264971?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2256864536098264971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2256864536098264971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S5WgoU54-9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/c53x_dVPywo/s72-c/micaa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-8429873242713318174</id><published>2010-03-02T21:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:56:25.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;¿DIME QUE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SENTISTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; CUANDO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; VISTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;¿DIME QUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PASÓ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;AL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;TERMINAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&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/6474562108222755334-8429873242713318174?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/8429873242713318174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/8429873242713318174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/dime-que-sentiste-cuando-me-viste-dime.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-3587262707794382813</id><published>2010-02-22T19:21:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:33:40.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S4MDkZ6xd0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/5eHp0DvrLLc/s1600-h/mai+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441196698761262914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S4MDkZ6xd0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/5eHp0DvrLLc/s400/mai+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;¿Qu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;é será, que otra vez me perdí en el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,255,255)"&gt;espejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ahora me escapo de mi galopando en el &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,255,255)"&gt;viento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-3587262707794382813?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/3587262707794382813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/3587262707794382813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/que-sera-que-otra-vez-me-perdi-en-el.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S4MDkZ6xd0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/5eHp0DvrLLc/s72-c/mai+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-1352150840081990226</id><published>2010-02-22T18:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:30:03.374-03:00</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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S4L_FicGjyI/AAAAAAAAAI0/L2GmIbY0qWE/s1600-h/mai+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S4L_FicGjyI/AAAAAAAAAI0/L2GmIbY0qWE/s400/mai+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441191770426085154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14px;"  &gt;Y en el fondo es tan hondo mi &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;dolor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque me voy y no se puede cambiar&lt;br /&gt;de &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;corazón&lt;/span&gt; como de sombrero&lt;br /&gt;sin haber sufrido primero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en el fondo es tan hondo mi &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;dolor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque me voy y no se puede cambiar&lt;br /&gt;de &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;corazón&lt;/span&gt; como de camisa&lt;br /&gt;sin perder la &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;sonrisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6474562108222755334-1352150840081990226?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1352150840081990226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1352150840081990226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/y-en-el-fondo-es-tan-hondo-mi-dolor.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S4L_FicGjyI/AAAAAAAAAI0/L2GmIbY0qWE/s72-c/mai+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-4426547808875906127</id><published>2010-02-15T12:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:03:48.899-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S3lvMTAcg5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/7fGU70bJblA/s1600-h/m.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438500282077840274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S3lvMTAcg5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/7fGU70bJblA/s400/m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=453921&amp;amp;id=1404063470"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;  Salió del baño con una sonrisa que dejaba ver sus dientes grandes. El &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;sol&lt;/span&gt; le daba justo en la cara y una vez más el títere le reafirmó que el &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;r &lt;/span&gt;de la sombra no le iba, “te hace ver más vieja y no te suaviza tus facciones.” Pero a ella no le importaba, su &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;reflejo&lt;/span&gt; en el espejo calentado por el sol, era lo principal en ese momento. Así siempre se había querido ver. Había pensado tanto en ese instante, vestida así, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sonriendo así&lt;/span&gt;. “Me lo merezco”, repetía y no pudo contenerse más. Se echó a llorar, “Este esperado umbral a la felicidad eterna, a la vida perfecta.” “¿A la vida felicidad eterna?” le dijo el títere, “no abuses nena, nada dura para siempre".&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/6474562108222755334-4426547808875906127?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/4426547808875906127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/4426547808875906127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/salio-del-bano-con-una-sonrisa-que.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S3lvMTAcg5I/AAAAAAAAAIc/7fGU70bJblA/s72-c/m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-1286633152900051715</id><published>2010-02-14T13:59:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:58:30.827-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;font-family:'Segoe UI';font-size:64px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;B&lt;b&gt;uena&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; suerte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(no pienso llamarte)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;font-family:'Segoe UI';font-size:64px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6474562108222755334-1286633152900051715?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1286633152900051715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1286633152900051715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-6637539951978966439</id><published>2009-12-16T12:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:15:19.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Syj5PLQv0oI/AAAAAAAAAH8/EbMwsAnSS0o/s1600-h/562+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Syj5PLQv0oI/AAAAAAAAAH8/EbMwsAnSS0o/s400/562+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415852591029408386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dame luz, dame luz para continuar, que ya vivi asi, y no quiero más oscuridad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-6637539951978966439?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/6637539951978966439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/6637539951978966439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/12/dame-luz-dame-luz-para-continuar-que-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Syj5PLQv0oI/AAAAAAAAAH8/EbMwsAnSS0o/s72-c/562+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-4006397551665340383</id><published>2009-10-15T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:58:03.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Ste29TzzDcI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nzij5Plwszc/s1600-h/cumple+tati+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Ste29TzzDcI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nzij5Plwszc/s400/cumple+tati+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392980243205262786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SI TODO FUE FELICIDAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;GUARDEMOS EL RECUERDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HASTA LA ETERNIDAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-4006397551665340383?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/4006397551665340383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/4006397551665340383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/10/si-todo-fue-felicidad-guardemos-el.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Ste29TzzDcI/AAAAAAAAAHU/nzij5Plwszc/s72-c/cumple+tati+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-400041237180801444</id><published>2009-09-30T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:24:37.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SsOwYbYoGKI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LiIX4Y7UV-A/s1600-h/i8+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;ella,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dejó&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;vencer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;por&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;rutina&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;verla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;venir.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Le&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;fue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;cediendo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;lugar,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pensando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;algún&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;momento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;habría&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;cansarse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;terminaría&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;su&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;venganza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;dulce&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;yéndose&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;avisar&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Ingenua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;ella,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; sentarse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;su&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;lugar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;hoy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;está&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;tan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;presente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;reconoce&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;como&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;una &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;visita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;tempora&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; si&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;no &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;más&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;bien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;como&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;algo&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;seguramente&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;estuvo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;desde&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;siempre,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;porque &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;recuerda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; bien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;cuando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;fue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;entró&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/6474562108222755334-6228510683535339252?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/6228510683535339252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/6228510683535339252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/pobre-ella-que-se-dejo-vencer-por-la.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-2504318414526387100</id><published>2009-09-25T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:13:37.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Sr2GUnZjigI/AAAAAAAAAGk/h9ViQUJm7aQ/s1600-h/a+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Sr2GUnZjigI/AAAAAAAAAGk/h9ViQUJm7aQ/s400/a+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385608418136656386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Todo renace en Primavera….es hora de dejar que todo florezca, es hora de dejar que la vida que estaba esperando escondida que pase el invierno, pueda surgir con toda su fuerza vital&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/6474562108222755334-2504318414526387100?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2504318414526387100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2504318414526387100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/todo-renace-en-primavera.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Sr2GUnZjigI/AAAAAAAAAGk/h9ViQUJm7aQ/s72-c/a+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-4618143528063986648</id><published>2009-09-18T21:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T11:32:19.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SrQ8B8N4LYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Hd7i1AYOrXA/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382993458656456066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SrQ8B8N4LYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Hd7i1AYOrXA/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Ese lugar dónde las lágrimas son de FELICIDAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-4618143528063986648?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/4618143528063986648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/4618143528063986648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SrQ8B8N4LYI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Hd7i1AYOrXA/s72-c/6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-619178382784126588</id><published>2009-09-01T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:02:18.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Sp19jDqoEfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1vshax5Xnis/s1600-h/5034_1175100538752_1265243727_488980_1492799_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Sp19jDqoEfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1vshax5Xnis/s320/5034_1175100538752_1265243727_488980_1492799_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376591571383226866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Yo entiendo todo, entiendo absolutamente todo. Vos no entendes nada. Para mi la vida en soledad no tiene sentido. Yo quiero estar con vos. Ahora si vos no lo ves a mi no me sirve de nada, &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;yo no remo mas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Además yo no te amo. Yo amo a esa persona que conocí y me enamore. El que volvió es otro. El que volvió es un invierno y hace demasiado frío en esta casa para que estemos juntos. ¿Queres estar solo? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Quedate solo. Pero no me busques más. &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/6474562108222755334-619178382784126588?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/619178382784126588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/619178382784126588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/09/yo-entiendo-todo-entiendo-absolutamente.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Sp19jDqoEfI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1vshax5Xnis/s72-c/5034_1175100538752_1265243727_488980_1492799_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-3226935749653912412</id><published>2009-08-28T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:06:22.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PONTE DE PIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SpdXmnrgVrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dxvSMJeER-0/s1600-h/dias+de+inviernoverano+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SpdXmnrgVrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dxvSMJeER-0/s320/dias+de+inviernoverano+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374861001288079026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;... y no te desarmes, a andar y andar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-3226935749653912412?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/3226935749653912412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/3226935749653912412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/08/ponte-de-pie.html' title='PONTE DE PIE'/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SpdXmnrgVrI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dxvSMJeER-0/s72-c/dias+de+inviernoverano+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-8336281389213560111</id><published>2009-08-10T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:48:10.294-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;va del corazón a la acción sin reflexión: se tira desde el trampolín, y cuando  va por la mitad, descubre que en la piscina no hay agua...¿y qué...? La palabra  derrota no existe en su vocabulario; tras el tortazo se levanta con cinismo,  dignidad y exclama: - ¡Oye, a ver si cambiáis el agua que está tomando cuerpo!- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-8336281389213560111?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/8336281389213560111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/8336281389213560111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/08/va-del-corazon-la-accion-sin-reflexion.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-7714728542466280626</id><published>2009-08-02T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:14:58.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnXlR-3Qr_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/2KnhJaG80O0/s1600-h/Jamaica,+Parte+2+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnXlR-3Qr_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/2KnhJaG80O0/s320/Jamaica,+Parte+2+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365446628177129458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pero, por favor!, no lo tome tan dramáticamente. &lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Sonría&lt;/u&gt;. No hay ninguna cosa sería que no pueda decirse con una sonrisa&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/6474562108222755334-7714728542466280626?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/feeds/7714728542466280626/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/08/pero-por-favor-no-lo-tome-tan.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7714728542466280626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7714728542466280626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/08/pero-por-favor-no-lo-tome-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnXlR-3Qr_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/2KnhJaG80O0/s72-c/Jamaica,+Parte+2+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-7796103202689686040</id><published>2009-07-30T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:40:19.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://miicaaela.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-hay-tal-crisis.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVpWs-T2sxw/SeZdFXd2q3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/oVvFxMgMzcg/s1600-h/55451+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325045956192152434" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVpWs-T2sxw/SeZdFXd2q3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/oVvFxMgMzcg/s320/55451+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&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 &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;hay que aceptarla.&lt;/span&gt; Se puede negar la crisis un día, un mes, un año pero llega ese día en que &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;la crisis te explota en la cara&lt;/span&gt;. 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, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sos la misma pero distinta&lt;/span&gt;, dan miedo las crisis...Uno le teme a lo desconocido casi como un mal peluquero. En chino, en japonés, en coreano, en tailandés, en algún idioma oriental &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;crisis significa &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Las crisis son como los años te sorprenden y no te queda otra hay que enfrentarlos y llevarlos. &lt;strong&gt;La crisis es un viaje de ida, pero también puede ser un viaje de vuelta&lt;/strong&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/6474562108222755334-7796103202689686040?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7796103202689686040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7796103202689686040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-hay-tal-crisis-una-dice-no-hay-tal.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BVpWs-T2sxw/SeZdFXd2q3I/AAAAAAAAAhA/oVvFxMgMzcg/s72-c/55451+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-6477571807575350786</id><published>2009-07-30T01:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T12:53:36.957-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MRC♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnE4NNn7PAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7kmqSFgWe38/s1600-h/Dibujo33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Sm_IRtOu2YI/AAAAAAAAACw/AHFA3VaOoOk/s320/1248362213905_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363725887746267522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Que lindo que era verlos caminando un alma sola dividida en dos, la orilla de ese mar los encantaba, quedaba todo quieto alrededor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hermosa fue la vida que llevaron&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;, la suerte no les quiso dar un sol, curioso es que su risa iluminaba hasta el día que ese mal se lo llevo. Se queda con su foto en un rincón y sueña encontrarlo arriba, escucha susurrar un disco viejo que él una vez le regaló. Ella sigue con su vida recortada, sin él fue una vida sin color, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;la imagen de sus ratos más felices, hasta ahora siguen siendo su motor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Lo siente, lo escucha, lo espera, y sueña. Lo lleva bien pegado al corazón, se alegra de nunca despedirlo. Pero no va bajo la orilla caminando, por que sabe que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;era hermoso entre los dos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Sabe que era hermoso.&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/6474562108222755334-5338171577065472820?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/5338171577065472820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/5338171577065472820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/07/que-lindo-que-era-verlos-caminando-un.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Sm_IRtOu2YI/AAAAAAAAACw/AHFA3VaOoOk/s72-c/1248362213905_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-5404351235677029967</id><published>2009-07-28T22:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:34:56.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;all my senses push &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Untie the weight bags, I never thought I could... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-5404351235677029967?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/5404351235677029967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/5404351235677029967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-my-senses-push-untie-weight-bags-i.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-527255715111958221</id><published>2009-07-21T16:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:21:41.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pensaba que sólo con su querer alcanzaba. Anhelaba sentir y que sientan a la par. El tiempo, el destino se encargaron de demostrarle una vez más que me equivocaba. Sentía y no la sentían. ¿Qué más se podía necesitar? ¿Sería esa una original manera de seguir en soledad? ¿Habría buscado ese desenlace?. Él nunca imaginó cuanto podía doler no escuchar y leer un "te quiero". Nunca hasta ese día, en que el se empeñaba en terminarlo y ella insistía con ser pacientes, con fantasias de cambios. Desafiaron el decir popular, reprimieron impulsos y evitaron sorpresas. ¿Cuánto viviría una situación extraida de la realidad de la rutina de verse cada quince días?&lt;br /&gt;Antes de arriesgar a tener la certeza de aquella respuesta, prefirió ser otra vez ignorante y permanecer en su sitio, dar un paso al costado y volver a la antigua rutina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-527255715111958221?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/527255715111958221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/527255715111958221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/07/pensaba-que-solo-con-su-querer.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-1997415996042133863</id><published>2009-07-21T15:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:21:24.748-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S3gnfNUSApI/AAAAAAAAAIM/e0xBBLmGHRM/s1600-h/asd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438139967154029202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S3gnfNUSApI/AAAAAAAAAIM/e0xBBLmGHRM/s400/asd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Eran muy buenas personas. Tenian más o menos mi edad. Nos hicimos amigos, tan amigos que no pasabamos un día sin hablarnos. Ellos me hacían alejar del mundo, eran tan locos, tan felices y tan especiales, que me hacian ser feliz. Me convencieron de que la vida es linda, divertida y que está para vivirla. Con ellos volví a ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474562108222755334-1997415996042133863?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1997415996042133863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/1997415996042133863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/07/eran-muy-buenas-personas.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/S3gnfNUSApI/AAAAAAAAAIM/e0xBBLmGHRM/s72-c/asd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-2385144774515656373</id><published>2009-07-16T13:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:25:34.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Y ahora es el momento y mas &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;positivo &lt;/span&gt;estas,&lt;br /&gt;ya no sos el mismo, fortaleciendo tu conexión estas.&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora es el momento y mas positivo estas,&lt;br /&gt;el tiempo es distinto, fortalecido...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando a la deriva estés y pienses que no podes lograrlo, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es transformar esa energía la tomas&lt;br /&gt; y es tu fuerza, mas positivo estas.&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/6474562108222755334-2385144774515656373?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2385144774515656373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/2385144774515656373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/07/y-ahora-es-el-momento-y-mas-positivo.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-7791251165366151308</id><published>2009-07-16T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:00:04.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sin embargo, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;continuo&lt;/span&gt; el embate tomando &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fuerzas prestadas&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;alientos ajenos&lt;/span&gt;, intentando olvidar a aquellas personas que solo buscan hacerme caer.&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/6474562108222755334-7791251165366151308?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7791251165366151308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/7791251165366151308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/07/sin-embargo-continuo-el-embate-tomando.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474562108222755334.post-4571537494297354726</id><published>2009-07-16T03:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:20:58.577-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/Sl7T0Ev5B2I/AAAAAAAAAAY/qGdSBmn8hlM/s1600-h/Dibujoa.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aprendí que &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;nunca es tarde&lt;/span&gt;, mirá, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,255)"&gt;la vida es hoy, &lt;/span&gt;mirá, alrededor. Dime, ¿Que ves? Ese &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,204)"&gt;sol&lt;/span&gt; que ves ahi, salió para alumbrarte cantá, cantá. Así el dolor pronto pasará.&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/6474562108222755334-4571537494297354726?l=dryyoueyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/4571537494297354726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474562108222755334/posts/default/4571537494297354726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dryyoueyes.blogspot.com/2009/07/aprendi-que-nunca-es-tarde-mira-la-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>micaela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03540498764455455184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y22T7XqDB9A/SnDyJgsLkdI/AAAAAAAAADU/E7rqxwzdLbc/S220/n.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
