tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19377107998743379932012-02-07T21:22:14.196-08:00Errormr®¸«¥¶Яىßəή¶¥»¸®mrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00004971036203182635noreply@blogger.comBlogger138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937710799874337993.post-18097471793720271902010-07-19T23:36:00.000-07:002010-07-19T23:40:10.716-07:002010-07-19T23:40:10.716-07:00<div>Sublime el momento que senti ganar, erratico pensar que solo seremos tu y yo...</div><div><br /></div>mr®¸«¥¶Яىßəή¶¥»¸®mr<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937710799874337993-1809747179372027190?l=rbnlyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>
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<a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0vckgmxRdS6vnEVu8-ImLCw2egk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0vckgmxRdS6vnEVu8-ImLCw2egk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Qxux/~4/g0kHpsIl514" height="1" width="1"/>mr®¸«¥¶Яىßəή¶¥»¸®mrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00004971036203182635noreply@blogger.com0http://rbnlyl.blogspot.com/2010/07/sublime-el-momento-que-senti-ganar.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937710799874337993.post-22880612604788572642010-07-19T23:30:00.000-07:002010-07-19T23:36:06.503-07:002010-07-19T23:36:06.503-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WCgYBxivVA/TEVDorLDE-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/4bZsvZYj4iQ/s1600/image29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-WCgYBxivVA/TEVDorLDE-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/4bZsvZYj4iQ/s400/image29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495873286338450402" /></a><br />Ahora que estas aqui, que mas podria pedir esperar. Creo que es momento de admirar tu sonreir, tu mirar, tu callar, tu respirar... eres tan perfecta que podria pasar la vida solo contemplando tu amanecer :D<br /><br /><br /><br />mr®¸«¥¶Яىßəή¶¥»¸®mr<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937710799874337993-2288061260478857264?l=rbnlyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>
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<a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W-i43wKS-y91h6iM__yNagH-Jj8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/W-i43wKS-y91h6iM__yNagH-Jj8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Qxux/~4/RC2JGFeRWCk" height="1" width="1"/>mr®¸«¥¶Яىßəή¶¥»¸®mrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00004971036203182635noreply@blogger.com0http://rbnlyl.blogspot.com/2010/03/solo-unas-cuantas-horas-de-un-concierto.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937710799874337993.post-80182198143470149402010-03-06T18:58:00.001-08:002010-03-06T19:03:34.949-08:002010-03-06T19:03:34.949-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WCgYBxivVA/S5MWgyzHkXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/fVUTSZ6LREQ/s1600-h/terreno+029.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-WCgYBxivVA/S5MWgyzHkXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/fVUTSZ6LREQ/s400/terreno+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445721127068864882" border="0" /></a>No querer comprender es satisfacer necesidades escondidas, que solo son saciadas con ese drama de no comprender...diria la psicologia.<br /><br />Esta lucha es solo mia...<br /><br />mr®¸«¥¶Яىßəή¶¥»¸®mr<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937710799874337993-8018219814347014940?l=rbnlyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>
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<a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JSUld_4LI6jEHgoIKdflKD3MF0U/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JSUld_4LI6jEHgoIKdflKD3MF0U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/Qxux/~4/Q6_oaWDg2ss" height="1" width="1"/>mr®¸«¥¶Яىßəή¶¥»¸®mrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00004971036203182635noreply@blogger.com0http://rbnlyl.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-querer-comprender-es-satisfacer.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1937710799874337993.post-206729073847219372010-03-06T18:47:00.000-08:002010-03-06T18:58:21.239-08:002010-03-06T18:58:21.239-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WCgYBxivVA/S5MWRLRFdeI/AAAAAAAAASs/AodCN0e2V_A/s1600-h/terreno+017.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-WCgYBxivVA/S5MWRLRFdeI/AAAAAAAAASs/AodCN0e2V_A/s400/terreno+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445720858759099874" border="0" /></a><br />Mirar y callar, seria admirar. A lo que merece tu atencion, tu sinceridad o un poco mas de eso.<br />Y cuanto podras admirar sin tocar sin sentir que lo que ves es real?<br /><br />Si solo te hubiexe mirado y no tocado, jamas hubieras entrado.<br /><br />mr®¸«¥¶Яىßəή¶¥»¸®mr<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937710799874337993-20672907384721937?l=rbnlyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>
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<br />Excelente jajaja<br />lo iva a subir al youtube pero con esas mamds del copyright no esta chido por la rolita :D<br />me largo<br />y me la sigo kurando jaja<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1937710799874337993-6298446882491011979?l=rbnlyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>
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