tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62840453422025993132024-03-12T21:30:25.943-07:00.Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.comBlogger354125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-57076366712736257942011-03-23T12:18:00.001-07:002011-03-23T12:18:04.400-07:00<pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Pasan las horas se pasan los días<o:p></o:p></span></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Las noches, excesos que corren de más<o:p></o:p></span></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><u><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">De amores ajenos que no ponen freno<o:p></o:p></span></u></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Historias pasadas que no hay que olvidar<o:p></o:p></span></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Fui tu sereno, tú vago nocturno<o:p></o:p></span></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Tus ojos en fuego se quieren vengar<o:p></o:p></span></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Tus vicios, los míos, tu sexo y mi sexo<o:p></o:p></span></b></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Hoy mi pasado me vuelve a atrapar<o:p></o:p></span></i></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Y al mirar las estrellas<o:p></o:p></span></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Siento que ya se fue<o:p></o:p></span></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Un error, otro error</span></i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 24.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">, <u>no aprendí la lección</u><o:p></o:p></span></i></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Por volar te perdí<o:p></o:p></span></pre><pre style="line-height: 15.0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Nos perdimos los dos<o:p></o:p></span></pre><pre style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Y por eso, desde lejos siento que te vas</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Bodoni MT"; font-size: 14.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></pre>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-87624147558997295502011-03-20T17:51:00.000-07:002011-03-20T17:51:12.351-07:00Pastillitas del olvido<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Estaria bueno que todo fuera como esa novela de telefe que retrocede un año y puede cambiar todo, cambiaria tantas cosas en mi vida sombre todo a vos, insoportableeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee inmaduro de mierda dejame vivir!!!!!!! a vos te cambiaria nunca te hubiera conocido y estaria mejor, me arrepiento de todo. Pero por ahi de lo unico que no me arrepiento es que con vos, aprendi que hay gente TAN TAN, increiblemente boluda como vos!</span>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-42506610765578781662011-03-20T07:53:00.001-07:002011-03-20T07:53:58.894-07:00<div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">QUE BUENO QUE TERMINO, ESTA S FEO</span></span></b></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-50015706292959843672011-03-17T09:19:00.000-07:002011-03-23T12:00:52.742-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"></span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm_GzOP2CNZZu6YX6pvrNsd1r5OU45UWGeK8P-U0H0bK6h0cFToPYMoMjuKt1riN_HP5ORXVkpmgYzryxVkOaBrQM1wxGC4J14kna7NUTA_QWgCIVtdyYB5pfIzVLTuaRMThaZOaeC8NQ/s1600/imagen+3801.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm_GzOP2CNZZu6YX6pvrNsd1r5OU45UWGeK8P-U0H0bK6h0cFToPYMoMjuKt1riN_HP5ORXVkpmgYzryxVkOaBrQM1wxGC4J14kna7NUTA_QWgCIVtdyYB5pfIzVLTuaRMThaZOaeC8NQ/s400/imagen+3801.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /></a></div><pre><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">Me equivoqué</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"> queriendo tu amor me equivoqué creyendo al corazón fuiste la culpable del error vienes a mi pidiendo perdón </span></span><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;">nunca te tuve y siempre fuiste mio</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"> </span></span><span style="line-height: 20px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">te di mi alma y parte de mi vida </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">lo he entregado todo por amor siento un gran vacío frío y calor. Pero </span><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">dime quien te roba el alma</span></u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">
quien te roba el sueño </span></span><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ead1dc;">quien te amó en silencio</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fce5cd;"> </span></span><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">pero dime quien te roba el alma
quien te roba el sueño quien te amó en silencio será tu boca, tu pelo, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">tu risa</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">... la mente que a mi me provoca el alma se ha vuelto gris me duele el corazón cuando me hablan de amor.</span></span></span></pre>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-34637928693841249712011-03-15T18:35:00.000-07:002011-03-15T18:35:41.321-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"></span><br />
<pre><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">Do you remember when we first met I sure do It was some time In early September Though you were lazy about it. </span></span><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">You made me wait </span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">around. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">I was so crazy about you</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">
I didn't mind. So I was late for class I looked my bike to yours, It wasn't hard to find. Your painted flowers oh
Guess tha</span>t</span><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b> </b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>I was afraid. That if you rode away</b></span></span></span></span></pre>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-35046857897468237852011-03-09T17:12:00.000-08:002011-03-09T17:12:06.623-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"></span><br />
<pre><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">Pero prometo, </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">a m</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">as na</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">die q</span>ue <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">a mi </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">mismo</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">triunfar de nuevo en este juego apasionado</span>
Y el dia que <i>ya no le tema a los abismos</i>
<b>Agradecer a quien estuvo siempre al lado</b></span></span></pre><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWBSVGEm8og3hyzHFx7prnOzRDrvVWBQ4_4zrBpBByyqbsVx7OWiSD_QQDFQo-NzzHGT-4k3mAZhq6J7KbGoPIL7l_m0EFE8kxwA7VJ1RPpGHnLk7-ObeYq3ecHpU7yhvucUvgvAsxr0Q/s1600/183289_1906434063464_1320174111_32220967_4037655_n+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWBSVGEm8og3hyzHFx7prnOzRDrvVWBQ4_4zrBpBByyqbsVx7OWiSD_QQDFQo-NzzHGT-4k3mAZhq6J7KbGoPIL7l_m0EFE8kxwA7VJ1RPpGHnLk7-ObeYq3ecHpU7yhvucUvgvAsxr0Q/s400/183289_1906434063464_1320174111_32220967_4037655_n+%25281%2529.jpg" width="300" /></a></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-70383832526632795902011-03-07T18:07:00.000-08:002011-03-07T18:07:13.850-08:00<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Cada dia me sorprendo mas de la gente, cada dia me doy cuenta de la cantidad de falsos y garcas que hay al rededor mio, estoy cansada de que hablen alpedo, sin saber nada. Se pueden ir todos a cagar, los qu eno me crean sinceramente me importa muy poco, lo unico que me importa es que en mi vida siguen mis verdaderos amigos, el resto se puede ir bien a la mierdaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, <span style="color: #c27ba0;">UN KISS</span></span>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-77655535143954153102011-03-05T09:05:00.001-08:002011-03-05T09:05:25.791-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"></span><br />
<pre><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;">Aquello que un día
nos hizo</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"> temblar</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"> de alegría
</span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;">es mentira que hoy pueda olvidarse
con un nuevo amor</span></b>
</span></pre><div><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-29688719438437815282011-03-03T17:48:00.001-08:002011-03-03T17:51:12.272-08:00<div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span lang="ES-AR" style="font-family: 'MV Boli'; font-size: 26pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">S</span></span><span lang="ES-AR" style="font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">i hay algo que me molesta, es que existan personas como ustedes, con ganas de joder a los demas criticando cosas sin sentido, las que hacen ver que ustedes no se miraron ni una </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">puta</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"> vez al espejo. Me da lastima por que una de esas personas mas allá de lo que haya pasado si la consideraba una amiga. Pero lo bueno, es saber que por lo menos yo tengo amigos enserio, amigos que están hace años conmigo, o hace poco tiempo pero amigos enserio, y que “llamando la atención” (hablando) “Zorriando” (saliendo con mis amigas) yo, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">soy feliz</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><b><span lang="ES-AR" style="font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Bye trolas</span></span></b><span lang="ES-AR" style="font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"> (</span><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">verdaderas trolas</span></u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">) resentidas.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><br />
</span></div><div align="right" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span lang="ES-AR" style="font-size: 16pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Pd: yo soy loca. Na, yo no salia trasnoche a los 13 y con mucho orgullo loco,</span> <span style="color: #99cc00;">aguate bohmer</span>!<o:p></o:p></span></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-56564948692313263992011-03-01T12:46:00.001-08:002011-03-01T12:46:29.338-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><s><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">PENDEJO BOLUDO</span></b></span></s></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-10272574978441398742011-02-25T20:06:00.000-08:002011-02-25T20:06:09.265-08:00Sos como la mugre, estas en todos lados.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">L</span>o estube pensando muy bien, y parece que me tengo que mudar de ciudad pais o lo que sea, para que me ejes vivir en paz agrego a alguie<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">N</span> que conoces<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"> V</span>os por que se me canto el orto y ya le decis que tenes que hablar, que <b>pesado</b> de mierda que sos. Iba a ir a una fiesta y cuando decido ir a la otra me entero que vos vas, PERO DIOS <b>desaparece</b>ee<b>eee</b>eeeeee<b>eeeeeeeeeeee</b>eeeeee. Es inceible como de un segundo a otro, una persona que fue importante en tu vida, puede pasar a ser lo peor que te paso en la vida. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">N</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">O</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">T</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;">E</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;">B </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">A</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">N</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">C</span> O .</span></span>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-40302552826338929732011-02-22T18:59:00.000-08:002011-02-22T18:59:23.914-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">A </span></span><span class="passiveName" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">Abru</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"> le gusta</span> </span><a class="" data-ft="{"type":"link","object_id":"493814527765"}" href="http://43731.amimegusta1.com.ar/page.php?id=43731" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Yo si se a quien quiero.</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> en </span><a class="" href="http://43731.amimegusta1.com.ar/" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">:]</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">.</span></span>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-89328596502912756212011-02-20T15:13:00.001-08:002011-02-20T15:13:48.065-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Dale abril estudia que por ahi la safas daleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee</b></span>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-51105769908599063992011-02-20T15:04:00.000-08:002011-02-20T15:04:13.411-08:00Melancolia<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"></span><br />
<pre><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">Cuántas veces </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">nos salvó el pudor</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">. Y mis ganas de siempre buscarte </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">pedacito de amor delirante</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> </span>colgado de tu cuello un </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">sábado</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"> de lluvia a las <b>5 de la tarde</b>. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Sabe Dios cómo me cuesta de</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">j</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">arte</span></span>. Y te miro mientras duermes, más no voy a despertarte. Es que hoy s<i>e me agotó la esperanza</i>. Porque c<b>on los que nos queda de nosotros ya no alcanza.</b></span></span></div><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">Eres lo que más he querido en la vida
Lo que más he querido.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: normal; white-space: normal;"><pre style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">C</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">uántas veces quise hacerlo bien. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">Y pequé por <b>hablar demasiado</b>. No saber dónde, cómo ni cuándo. Todos estos años caminando juntos ahora no parecen tantos. </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Sabe Dios todo el amor que juras. </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">Pero <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">h</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">oy nada es lo mismo</span></i> ya no vamos a engañarnos. Que <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">s</span><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">oy una <u>m</u>ujer en el mundo que hizo todo lo que pudo</span></i></b>. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">No te olvides ni un segundo.</span></span></span></pre></span></span></pre>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-24405183501848676022011-02-19T11:31:00.000-08:002011-02-19T11:31:07.798-08:00Yo me siento al fin feliz<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtwDvB0yE-Muz3fVql1e8gaQ4ULvZDinv8oioNuL4x1GW-8dYSenk-hcagfQeLnBcDvpINnKT-zCaLAQhwmASNtTv4BPDLRtBTPPUZCBGYIMNXXSDsW4QVMhI30_4cGhyFhHL5Cc1a-mo/s1600/imagen+3808.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtwDvB0yE-Muz3fVql1e8gaQ4ULvZDinv8oioNuL4x1GW-8dYSenk-hcagfQeLnBcDvpINnKT-zCaLAQhwmASNtTv4BPDLRtBTPPUZCBGYIMNXXSDsW4QVMhI30_4cGhyFhHL5Cc1a-mo/s640/imagen+3808.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">L a t </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"> i s t</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"> e z</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"> a N O e s p</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"> a r </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">a </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">m i </span></i></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-23978270315342624352011-02-19T11:26:00.001-08:002011-02-19T11:27:06.430-08:00<div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">SOS PEOR QUE UNA DROGA</span></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"><br />
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<pre style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Nadie me habla de </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">tí, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">sin emb</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">argo te e</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">xtraño</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">, </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;">no me</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cfe2f3;"> resigno olvidarte</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"> aunque pasen </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">los años</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">,</span></span></span></span></pre><pre style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"> qué será de tí, </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">por dónde andarás</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">a</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"> que distancia te encu</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">entras de mi soledad. </span></span></span></span></pre><pre style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Cómo quisiera saber </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3;">si es que aún me recuerdas</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">, si </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">has p</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">reguntado por mí, si te duele mi ausencia. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">Qué ha cambiado en tí y en tu corazón c</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;">ómo ha seguido tu vida después de mi amor.</span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;">
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</span></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-29960235579395333642011-02-19T11:14:00.000-08:002011-02-19T11:14:21.550-08:00Si me regalan el futuro no lo quiero sin ti.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEsEguHv7OHTvUjcAbFdr5nnxxr63oFlbu8FrpC5SWfasahE8MGgrBHQm-B-gOjkntejU9kREQDt-yOp82uIW1Ie8EiTdm_vcMaWuQrbYmht-R89lOKwFk5KHFJ0opNkhQBRSI624__PE/s1600/180291_1687246752447_1576046242_1484809_961813_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEsEguHv7OHTvUjcAbFdr5nnxxr63oFlbu8FrpC5SWfasahE8MGgrBHQm-B-gOjkntejU9kREQDt-yOp82uIW1Ie8EiTdm_vcMaWuQrbYmht-R89lOKwFk5KHFJ0opNkhQBRSI624__PE/s640/180291_1687246752447_1576046242_1484809_961813_n.jpg" width="500" /></a></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-82139616483191218302010-11-27T17:57:00.000-08:002010-11-27T17:58:00.973-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"></span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYDVLKze0vZbX0sdEECTIVGT0BH17RvYVAaeIrjjsi63KEaz5ZAPBJ3VPoZQ7Il7qoq_avJXRSQiMeZzKZaSZLxLLVtWz98TF8A-_a0efFWrGWPBg6iVa41HleztmbA8lc_Z2JNzLhH4U/s1600/Imagen+2744.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYDVLKze0vZbX0sdEECTIVGT0BH17RvYVAaeIrjjsi63KEaz5ZAPBJ3VPoZQ7Il7qoq_avJXRSQiMeZzKZaSZLxLLVtWz98TF8A-_a0efFWrGWPBg6iVa41HleztmbA8lc_Z2JNzLhH4U/s400/Imagen+2744.jpg" width="347" /></a></div><pre style="text-align: center;"><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Te regalo mi cintura y </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">mis labios para cuando quieras besar</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">. </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Te regalo mi locura </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">y las pocas neuronas que quedan ya. Mis zapatos desteñidos, el diario en el que escribo.<span id="goog_1946096816"></span><span id="goog_1946096817"></span> </span><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Te doy hasta mis suspiros</span></u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">, pero </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">no te vayas más</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">.</span>.
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</span></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-16902888274868843022010-11-21T10:55:00.000-08:002010-11-21T10:55:09.088-08:00Tuve el mundo a mis pies; pero no era nada sin ti..<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisDZcbCG1Dz6hF1qtpkg56Gcei9xi_gQu4c5ymCHsLA3rOTbbpV8-MUJ2yED22Qhl2xA8FN3c3xQDc2SeAuneZ7MNImUK9d9x2323-9SdcdXLKDTMZO-feD9Dv8CkkWAwZZL0XcuroK3A/s1600/76898_155484371163643_100001062426008_318240_3190279_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisDZcbCG1Dz6hF1qtpkg56Gcei9xi_gQu4c5ymCHsLA3rOTbbpV8-MUJ2yED22Qhl2xA8FN3c3xQDc2SeAuneZ7MNImUK9d9x2323-9SdcdXLKDTMZO-feD9Dv8CkkWAwZZL0XcuroK3A/s400/76898_155484371163643_100001062426008_318240_3190279_n.jpg" width="300" /></a></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-66032026475128745272010-11-16T07:47:00.000-08:002010-11-16T07:51:04.616-08:00<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Durante el dia era una santa..</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Pero de nocha</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"> </span>se transformaba al bailar</span></span> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">♪</span></b></span></span><br />
<div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHkFPc8-HLalzHRXrxyhSsoewSbyeCA06ipsf_u8BfppfRDGxo-fk3553E7wTLO5ZScy7DL9DW3-gkGSwNpzav-FoFO6IXaEtAhR9sPs6qIv7iM4E7v2k-1V7ZdpbjtoN27o_cJ3wq7dM/s1600/jeje.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHkFPc8-HLalzHRXrxyhSsoewSbyeCA06ipsf_u8BfppfRDGxo-fk3553E7wTLO5ZScy7DL9DW3-gkGSwNpzav-FoFO6IXaEtAhR9sPs6qIv7iM4E7v2k-1V7ZdpbjtoN27o_cJ3wq7dM/s640/jeje.jpg" width="464" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana; white-space: nowrap;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-size: 64px; font-weight: normal; white-space: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">(no me lleve biología SOY FELIZ)</span></span></b></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 9pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><span id="goog_1034751968"></span><span id="goog_1034751969"></span></span></b></span></span></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-51539167694210045232010-11-16T07:41:00.001-08:002010-11-16T07:42:58.936-08:00<div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-size: 48pt;">Mucho de lo que esta prohibido me hace FELIZ </span><span style="color: #333399; font-family: Arial; font-size: 48pt;">♪</span><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 9pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXX48UoJ-V0y4yKXG5I0lK1LIP-joso6yRLL2bRU8MBNXSUg3qygCIEVK_gmi3ASi1I42RXu13w0hkGlYDJ7B8Hx_YLWn5YUs6UY_4LlwRS50lZqQcuDjWceIJZcaOLSgD2ZN2xsdX5cI/s1600/Imagen+545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="310" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXX48UoJ-V0y4yKXG5I0lK1LIP-joso6yRLL2bRU8MBNXSUg3qygCIEVK_gmi3ASi1I42RXu13w0hkGlYDJ7B8Hx_YLWn5YUs6UY_4LlwRS50lZqQcuDjWceIJZcaOLSgD2ZN2xsdX5cI/s640/Imagen+545.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-66560640141924105392010-11-16T06:03:00.000-08:002010-11-16T06:03:02.701-08:00DO RE MI FA SOL LA SI ESE ES EL AMOR PARA ABRIL<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"></span><br />
<pre><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660066; font-family: Arial; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px;">Alejate de mi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660066; font-family: Arial; font-size: 32px; line-height: 20px;"> <i>no hay nada mas que hablar</i></span></div><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #660066; font-family: Arial; font-size: 24.0pt;">contigo yo perdi</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #660066; font-family: Arial; font-size: 24.0pt;"> </span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 36.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">ya tengo con quien ganar </span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 36.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">
</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 36pt;">Es increible </span><span style="font-family: sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">como se dan vuelta las cosas, hacia mucho que no me sentia asi, tan bien, (por mas que me esten rompiendo todo en la escuela) estoy feliz como nunca, por fin se dieron vuelta las cosas por lo menos por un ratito, y lo estoy disfrutando mucho.. Aunque hace una semana vivia enojada por las pelotudeces de la vida, hoy esas pelotudeces que hace un par de dias me molestaban, ya ni las noto, ni me importa, aprendi que hay que convivir con esas pelotudeces que te encontras en la vida. Esta muy bueno sentir que las cosas que ayer me afectaban hoy me dan risa, o ni siquiera me doy cuenta que pasan o estan.. GRACIAS es lo que se merecen mis amigos, por bancarme. Siempre llego a la misma conclusión. Los amigos son lo unico que dura para siempre, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;">POR SUERTE..</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;">
</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;">
</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 14px;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #660066; font-family: Arial; font-size: 24.0pt;">Ah pasado el tiempo</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #660066; font-family: Arial; font-size: 24.0pt;"> y yo tambien cambie.<o:p></o:p></span></div></span></span></span></span></span></span></div></span></pre>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-30763029704422205532010-11-16T05:32:00.000-08:002010-11-16T06:03:54.525-08:00<pre><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #00ccff; font-size: 48px;"><span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 36pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">IND</span></span><span style="color: #ff99ff; font-size: 36pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">EPE</span></span><span style="color: #ff66ff; font-size: 36pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">NDI</span></span><span style="color: #ff33cc; font-size: 36pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">ENTE</span></span></span></pre><pre><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #00ccff; font-size: 48px;"><span style="color: #ff99cc; font-size: 36pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Salió a bailar.</span></span></span></pre><pre><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #00ccff; font-size: 48px;"><span style="color: #ff99cc; font-size: 36pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #00ccff;"><span style="color: #ff99cc; font-size: 36pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">No quiere novio ni flores,</span></span></span></span></span></pre><pre><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #00ccff; font-size: 48px;"><span style="color: #ff99cc; font-size: 36pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #00ccff;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #ff99cc; font-size: 36pt;"></span></span><span style="color: #00ccff; font-size: 36pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span><span style="color: white; font-size: 36pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">solo quiere vacilar !</span></span></span></span></span></pre><pre><span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: 'Bodoni MT'; font-size: 36pt;"><div class="MsoNormal"></div></span></pre>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6284045342202599313.post-16743202908310994992010-11-15T07:50:00.000-08:002010-11-15T07:50:01.749-08:00Don't worry, BE HAPPY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmXdOuRJAoUsYRLpjXztxrUZTF_SQiCGTAKYJHvAK9NOBF888Cvgpa7tE6TfVKCaK5A34KWd03orKLBdE7rxRjYiVoTGR6ubK1S2EpNCBM_sY9BSHuzE6cd8MoO1Xu3v-NffyUYF6oTIg/s1600/Imagen+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmXdOuRJAoUsYRLpjXztxrUZTF_SQiCGTAKYJHvAK9NOBF888Cvgpa7tE6TfVKCaK5A34KWd03orKLBdE7rxRjYiVoTGR6ubK1S2EpNCBM_sY9BSHuzE6cd8MoO1Xu3v-NffyUYF6oTIg/s640/Imagen+035.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"></span><br />
<pre><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; line-height: normal; white-space: normal;"><pre><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">no creeas que el mundo
no gira sin ti,</span></b>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">ya no estoy loco por volverte a ver</span>,
ya no paso por
tu casa ya no llamo
para ver si acaso estas ahi,
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;">ya no estoy loco por volverte a ver</span>
<b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">y me dicen mis amgios
que he cambiado
que<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> yo estoy mejor sin ti</span>,</span></span></i></b>
</span><span style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ya no me acuerdo por que
me fijaba yo en ti</span></span></span></pre></span></span></span></div></pre>Abrulinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16186131041307043059noreply@blogger.com0