<?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-1298817232195774614</id><updated>2011-09-19T05:27:38.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FireFlower</title><subtitle type='html'>burn</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-2170567672078136681</id><published>2010-12-21T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T19:25:23.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mejor guardar las lagrimas para cuando valgan la pena</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/TRFvXlNpv9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/CT2-ZYAu508/s1600/tumblr_lci2b4Idgg1qaobbko1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/TRFvXlNpv9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/CT2-ZYAu508/s200/tumblr_lci2b4Idgg1qaobbko1_500_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553342266441580498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Te soñe otra vez, soñe que me querias, soñe tantas cosas, sueño q me besas, q me acaricias el pelo, sueño q vamos en el guapito a trave de la noche, no sueño tus malos tratos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Y despierto tan mal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Porque no es real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Y no va ser real NUNCA MAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lo peor es q NO VALE LA PENA, no valoraste este cristal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yo no tendria q seguir llorando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;tendria....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-2170567672078136681?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/2170567672078136681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2010/12/mejor-guardar-las-lagrimas-para-cuando.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/2170567672078136681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/2170567672078136681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2010/12/mejor-guardar-las-lagrimas-para-cuando.html' title='Mejor guardar las lagrimas para cuando valgan la pena'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/TRFvXlNpv9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/CT2-ZYAu508/s72-c/tumblr_lci2b4Idgg1qaobbko1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-1299948774469882049</id><published>2010-12-14T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T11:10:18.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y este es el resultado..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/TQfAYnH1xuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EEbsGmImYtg/s1600/tumblr_lcvv7csyFx1qfp2b6o1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/TQfAYnH1xuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EEbsGmImYtg/s200/tumblr_lcvv7csyFx1qfp2b6o1_400_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550616594808686306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Balance.. porque en estas epocas a la gente se le da por hacer balances, pero yo no lo hago por q termine el año, para mi pasa un dia mas y ya, lo hago porque anoche no podia dormir y se me ocurrió. Mas bien es un recuento de lo que vivi en estos 24 años.&lt;br /&gt;No apto para menores... y aveces creo q ni para mayores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARENTAL ADVISORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya tomé un bus a la madrugada sola para huir de mis monstruos asuncenos, y termine en CDE sin saber donde bajarme, a las 5 de la mañana.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya ahorre un año entero de "mi recreo" a los 16 para hacerme un piercing q mis viejos en la puta vida me pagarian.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya fume a escondidas en el baño del colegio.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya me mude 5 veces de casa.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya probe de todo un poco, y todo me gustó, por eso preferi no seguir.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya meti vodka en una botella que supuestamente era agua mineral.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya fume hachis desde una manija de chop.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya amé locamente.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya sentí q me amaron locamente.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya veranee en Punta, fui a la fiesta de debut del cente con un vestido de 500.000. Asi como ya tome caña en la vereda de absoluto rock, y viaje en una linea 18 durante 6 horas para verle a Rata Blanca.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya sentí que encontre mi "el" dos veces, ya soñe secretamente con vivir el resto de mi vida con el, y ninguno de los dos me habla el dia de hoy.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya reme, ya hice rappel, ya bucee, ya escale hasta el punto mas alto del Paraguay, ya camine con mochila a cuestas 4 horas bajo la luna, sintiendo que fueron 4 minutos.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya le grite a Till Linderman q era dios mientras el cantaba "te quiero puta".&lt;br /&gt;*Ya vi a "eddie".&lt;br /&gt;*Ya me compre una remera que dice "pussy" y la lleve a la oficina de mi viejo con todo el orgullo del mundo, porque cante y grite ese tema como loca en el mejor concierto de mi vida. RAMMSTEIN.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya estuve en emergencias medicas con una amiga a las 5 de la mañana sin saber q puta hacer.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya gaste 200.00 sola en una noche solo en alcohol, y ya tuve hambre muchas noches...&lt;br /&gt;*Ya fui al sicologo, al siquiatra, al mano santa, al yoga.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya cruce el rio solo para ver las aves de la bahia.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya camine bajo la lluvia con alguien q amaba, a las 4 de la mañana.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya desconecte telefonos y celulares mientras lloraba y me tome un blindex de algo.. pero desperté.. gracias a quiensabequé.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya vi muchas estrellas fugaces y pedi muchos deseos.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya volvi caminando del centro a las 3 de la mañana hasta mi casa, por amor, o porque no tenia como volver.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya vi el atardecer en el lago Ypacarai leyendo carl sagan.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya me aferre a la barra de ese bar pensando q ahogaria a mis mosntruos.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya me resbale en la nieve.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya me hizo mal el milho verde.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya hice llamadas que no debia a las 4 de la mañana.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya me quede en un hostal lleno de europeos divinos (jeje)&lt;br /&gt;*Ya gaste 100 dolares en un zapato.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya me hecharon de un edifico al que entre a escondidas solo para ver la lluvia caer sobre la ciudad&lt;br /&gt;*Ya comi picadillo con galletita por tres dias, y desayunaba aristocrata sabor limon con pomelos que arrancamos de por ahi.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya banguee hasta que me doliera el cuello por tres dias.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya quise desaparecer de la tierra un millon de veces.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya desperte no sabiendo que techo era ese.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya ingrese a la UNA, la abandone, volvi, y la volvi a abandonar.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya volvi de samber cantando los redondos a todo pulmon.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya perdone cosas imperdonables. E hice mil cosas imperdonables, que no me perdonaron...&lt;br /&gt;*Ya me trajeron el desayuno a la cama y me senti una princesa.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya lloré tanto tanto tanto... en tantos brazos, que a veces no entiendo como esta gente sigue acá para mi.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya crei en todo, ya deje de creer, y volvi a creer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y siento q quiero vivir mucho mucho mucho mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-1299948774469882049?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/1299948774469882049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2010/12/y-este-es-el-resultado.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/1299948774469882049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/1299948774469882049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2010/12/y-este-es-el-resultado.html' title='Y este es el resultado..'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/TQfAYnH1xuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EEbsGmImYtg/s72-c/tumblr_lcvv7csyFx1qfp2b6o1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-4137257450404785066</id><published>2010-05-16T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:24:57.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No necesito Maybelline, tengo polvo de estrellas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hay momentos..&lt;br /&gt;Hay buenos momentos, hay momentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;neutros, hay momentos malos,&lt;br /&gt;hay momentos dificiles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dificiles, de esos que inspiran, que justo caen en noches frias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay cosas, etapas, "proyectos", que el mejor nombre que les va seria RETO, pero que bueno.. valen la pena supongo.. te di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cen que sera dificil, que la primera parte es la mas dificil, (llamale dieta, llamale examen de ingreso, ETC.), pero SIEMPRE, es mas facil escuchando.. pffff..&lt;br /&gt;vos con todas las fuerzas del mundos te metes en el tema y decis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SI PUEDO&lt;/span&gt;..... Eh, a la primera semana estas llorando sola en tu cama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ES DIFICIL, repito.. hay momentos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hay momentos dificiles.. y este es uno de estos..&lt;br /&gt;y que haces? No vas a tirarte de un puente loca, te aguantas. Tenes PACIENCIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y lo mas importante, TENES POLVO DE ESTRELLAS, esa gente q escucha la misma estupida historia todas las tardes y noches, por mensaje, por msn, por telefono, en el shopping, en su casa, q te dan mil y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; un consejos, y te prestan hasta un pedacito de su alma. Quien necesita nada mas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/S_CZ7BYvoqI/AAAAAAAAAOs/N0HsWk4JlW4/s1600/casa+de+bencho+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/S_CZ7BYvoqI/AAAAAAAAAOs/N0HsWk4JlW4/s200/casa+de+bencho+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472042786518704802" 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/1298817232195774614-4137257450404785066?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/4137257450404785066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-necesito-maybelline-tengo-polvo-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/4137257450404785066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/4137257450404785066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-necesito-maybelline-tengo-polvo-de.html' title='No necesito Maybelline, tengo polvo de estrellas'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/S_CZ7BYvoqI/AAAAAAAAAOs/N0HsWk4JlW4/s72-c/casa+de+bencho+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-657814082216054114</id><published>2009-07-26T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T03:38:06.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No soy Shirley Manson pero....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You look so fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to break your heart&lt;br /&gt;And give you mine&lt;br /&gt;You're taking me over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so insane&lt;br /&gt;You've got me tethered and chained&lt;br /&gt;I hear your name&lt;br /&gt;And I'm falling over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;'m not like all the other girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I can't take it like the other girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I won't share it like the other girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; That you used to know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knocked down&lt;br /&gt;Cried out&lt;br /&gt;Been down just to find out&lt;br /&gt;I'm through&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm open wide&lt;br /&gt;I want to take you home&lt;br /&gt;We'll waste some time&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so fine&lt;br /&gt;I'm like the desert tonight&lt;br /&gt;Leave her behind&lt;br /&gt;If you want to show me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like all the other girls&lt;br /&gt;I won't take it like the other girls&lt;br /&gt;I won't fake it like the other girls&lt;br /&gt;That you used to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're taking me over&lt;br /&gt;Over and over&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling over&lt;br /&gt;Over and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're taking me over&lt;br /&gt;Drown in me one more time&lt;br /&gt;Hide inside me tonight&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want to do&lt;br /&gt;Just pretend happy end&lt;br /&gt;Let me know let it show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-657814082216054114?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/657814082216054114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-soy-shirley-manson-pero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/657814082216054114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/657814082216054114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-soy-shirley-manson-pero.html' title='No soy Shirley Manson pero....'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-1498567145740215662</id><published>2009-07-21T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:42:03.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya no soy un cadaver conectado a internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que semana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pase de:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* flotar, si, FLOTAR DE FELICIDAD a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* sentir q no podia llorar aunque queria, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* despertarme y levantarme de mi cama pero seguir durmiendo pese a estar caminando, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* extrañar aquel dolor por miedo a padecer otros... (como me atreví????????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* A negar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* a negarme, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* a tenerme miedo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* a tener mucho miedo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* a disfrutar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* a soñar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* a colgarme, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* a despertarme, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* a sentir rabia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lo peor de todo es q me tocaron el alma, unas cuantas veces.. lo peor? si, porque cuando le tocan al alma esta se mueve pues, se despierta ella, se manifiesta y exige y eso... Y ahi la cosa se vuelve a poner complicada..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;..............................................................................&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;callate pues!&lt;/span&gt; q juntas somos un kilombo&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/1298817232195774614-1498567145740215662?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/1498567145740215662/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/07/ya-no-soy-un-cadaver-conectado-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/1498567145740215662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/1498567145740215662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/07/ya-no-soy-un-cadaver-conectado-internet.html' title='Ya no soy un cadaver conectado a internet'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-3366292228383351066</id><published>2009-07-14T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:46:12.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ejemplares de plastico</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mi relacionamiento con la gente cambio drasticamente..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;De hecho cambiaron mil cosas en mi vida, la mayoria para bien (de la gran puta luego!) pero hay algo que note ultimamente..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me estoy volviendo menos paciente con la compañia mongolica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es que yo me pase hablando de Jazz y Literatura Rusa! Pero hay ciertos niveles de conversacion, o mas bien ciertos niveles de frivolidad que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;no soporto&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;La situacion fue la siguiente, no se si yo nomas estaba argel o ya q estoy de vacaciones me relaciono solo con quien quiero y perdi hablidad en diplomacia, o si esta mujer era &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;demasiado boluda&lt;/span&gt; nomas. Pero sus chistes sobre su empleada, y su pedido de ir al mega cheto bar, y las risitas mongas y que puta como no se callaba mas, hay cosas para las q definitvamente ya no estoy.&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta la gente inteligente, me gusta mucho luego, y no precisamente porque yo me considere muy culta ni mejor que nadie, no, sino que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amo &lt;/span&gt;estar en compañia de gente q me enseña cosas, q ve mas alla, gente que tiene algo que contar mas de lo q puedo ver en las fotos de cualquier album del orkut con nombres tipo "noches, saliditas, farras", ya esta nenas, sabemos q no les da las neuronas para nada mas, pero dejenme crecer &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;Nah, estoy siendo machista, no se limita a las mujeres ni mucho menos. Solo q este ejemplar se quedo incrustado en mi cerebro, y en mis timpanos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-3366292228383351066?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/3366292228383351066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/07/ejemplares-de-plastico.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/3366292228383351066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/3366292228383351066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/07/ejemplares-de-plastico.html' title='Ejemplares de plastico'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-3102617586674602568</id><published>2009-06-10T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:03:26.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Veni rescatame!" (SUPER paseito a la Bahia)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Domingo resaquero..&lt;/span&gt; (con todo lo q implica), despues d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e una noche violenta, literalmente!&lt;br /&gt;Me desperte con un dolor de cabeza asqueroso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y un sentimiento de mierda..&lt;br /&gt;Ahi aparece en escena wonder woman diciendo "te bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;co y vamos a tomer tere por ahi"&lt;br /&gt;- "veni YA NOMAS!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HORAS despues&lt;/span&gt;... ella pues tiene una concepcion del tie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mpo bastante diferente a la del resto del mundo &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pero bueno, estoy acostumbrada a este tipo de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; personajes ¬¬)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- A donde vamos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- no se, vamos al centro o que (siempre respondo es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; cuando no se a donde ir)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Despues de unas horas de giradas.. y terereadas al co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;stad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o de la plaza italia con los indigenas hechos bolas del frio de escenario de fondo, decidimos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;q no daba mas para tanto, mucha conciencia social para un domingo tan denso ya =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ahi salio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"vamos a la bahia!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eh?&lt;br /&gt;"que se hace ahí" por ahi decia yo, (la q vive e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n un te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rmo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e mate..)&lt;br /&gt;llegamos y..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_Ds1-AF0I/AAAAAAAAALI/S9sa0qpn4pc/s1600-h/07062009_043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_Ds1-AF0I/AAAAAAAAALI/S9sa0qpn4pc/s320/07062009_043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345706457880860482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-"Heeyyy que lindooo, mira el rio y el sol como refleja, hijole que gusto yo nunca vine por aca!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Insisto, vivo en mi mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Vamos!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Donde?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Veni vamos a cruzar el rio en ese barquito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- (O.O) ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_HqhaAChI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Quxpr96hN9E/s1600-h/07062009_048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_HqhaAChI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Quxpr96hN9E/s320/07062009_048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345710816047925778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Y ahi nos subimos asi nomas, sin pagar, sin preguntar, y nos fuimos alejando del puerto&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_LeHVHuGI/AAAAAAAAALY/hxDwavhfjik/s1600-h/07062009_054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_LeHVHuGI/AAAAAAAAALY/hxDwavhfjik/s320/07062009_054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345715000936216674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;El vientito era espectacular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_MsB-2bKI/AAAAAAAAALg/sXEDbZoCbWY/s1600-h/07062009_053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_MsB-2bKI/AAAAAAAAALg/sXEDbZoCbWY/s320/07062009_053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345716339530427554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Sacó unas fotos increibles, el problema es q no sabemos como "sacar" de su camara xD&lt;br /&gt;Cuando lo logremos las compartire con ustedes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_Q4LczJZI/AAAAAAAAALo/ny4T6IsxKwY/s1600-h/07062009_063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_Q4LczJZI/AAAAAAAAALo/ny4T6IsxKwY/s320/07062009_063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345720946276902290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;Esta es desde una embarcacion q estaba en el puerto, ya en el mbigua, cuando llegamos "al otro lado del rio", todo con la camara porqueria de mi cel nomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_SyTGArvI/AAAAAAAAALw/roWvNX-JuAM/s1600-h/07062009_058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_SyTGArvI/AAAAAAAAALw/roWvNX-JuAM/s320/07062009_058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345723044272844530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* En este nos movilizamos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_Tf5DXINI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T8Ud67GyG2s/s1600-h/07062009_076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_Tf5DXINI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T8Ud67GyG2s/s320/07062009_076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345723827556393170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* En otra embarcacion q estaba ahi en el mbigua. Quien les habla, con cara de raton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_UuZ02seI/AAAAAAAAAMA/YmECn4gJSzQ/s1600-h/07062009_059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_UuZ02seI/AAAAAAAAAMA/YmECn4gJSzQ/s320/07062009_059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345725176383713762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*eso negro q se ve en el fondo es el rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_VYcR3JtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mt1rqx5ldmw/s1600-h/07062009_062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_VYcR3JtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mt1rqx5ldmw/s320/07062009_062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345725898596755154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;* ehh no, no estoy en el final de la mierda de pelicula del Titanic, no tengo un diamante ni una historia fogosa con un rubio que despues murio de hipotermia, mejor no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Llegó la hora de volver..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_XO1YqcvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7x_hHAGo13o/s1600-h/07062009_079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_XO1YqcvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7x_hHAGo13o/s320/07062009_079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345727932560732914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_XlsolhzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/mMbabGbj-Oc/s1600-h/07062009_080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_XlsolhzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/mMbabGbj-Oc/s320/07062009_080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345728325348591410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"psss eta prohibido sentarse ahi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- ok ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(tan cool que quedaba)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_YDiUvXNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/G1bn-kz6QmY/s1600-h/07062009_083-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_YDiUvXNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/G1bn-kz6QmY/s320/07062009_083-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345728837977070802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hasta pronto, este si fue un buen domingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-3102617586674602568?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/3102617586674602568/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/06/veni-rescatame-super-paseito-la-bahia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/3102617586674602568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/3102617586674602568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/06/veni-rescatame-super-paseito-la-bahia.html' title='&quot;Veni rescatame!&quot; (SUPER paseito a la Bahia)'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si_Ds1-AF0I/AAAAAAAAALI/S9sa0qpn4pc/s72-c/07062009_043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-4483532778367734989</id><published>2009-06-08T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:58:33.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noche de vino Ruso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3GZuGvfVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/w7TuahmuVG4/s1600-h/17052009_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3GZuGvfVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/w7TuahmuVG4/s320/17052009_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345146477933985106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*Nunca voy a entender que es esto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;que lo que dice acaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3KobX20aI/AAAAAAAAAIs/L2cOsfA8dYc/s1600-h/16052009_038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3KobX20aI/AAAAAAAAAIs/L2cOsfA8dYc/s320/16052009_038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345151128650043810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3LKcXeFcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3H2D5TChqe0/s1600-h/16052009_039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3LKcXeFcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/3H2D5TChqe0/s320/16052009_039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345151713032410562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Y si, esa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TERMA poser&lt;/span&gt; q ven ahi era lo q yo estaba tomando.. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La copa muy cool pero sale mas cara que el vino, te apuesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despues de este elixir e&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3Msu4WOkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/0t76wZ13iJM/s1600-h/16052009_041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3Msu4WOkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/0t76wZ13iJM/s320/16052009_041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345153401629325890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mpe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3NNaELtVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ufRto85dXrI/s1600-h/16052009_043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3NNaELtVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ufRto85dXrI/s320/16052009_043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345153962977506642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zaron a suceder cosas del tipo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3N3VWm_yI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-jFD8IBYgAs/s1600-h/16052009_044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3N3VWm_yI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-jFD8IBYgAs/s320/16052009_044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345154683267120930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ok, van a degollarme, me quedare sin amigos, pero esto debe ser mostrado al mundo! Si a las siliconas jajajaja.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q sexy se ve pabloooooo&lt;/span&gt;.. xDDDDDDDD jajajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Bueno bueno, vayan a traer mas alcohol, (y a mi, chocolate)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mientras)&lt;br /&gt;Chicaaaaaaaaaaas...&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3RrNw1EmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/CIKc23uCtzQ/s320/17052009_012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345158873117692514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3QrwzNoFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ozbnbPt5tb0/s1600-h/17052009_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3QrwzNoFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ozbnbPt5tb0/s320/17052009_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345157783011303506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3S8wtNNwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/iHPMutuF734/s1600-h/17052009_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3S8wtNNwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/iHPMutuF734/s320/17052009_011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345160274067142402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3P0p1eD5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Q3pISc_bqJk/s1600-h/17052009_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3P0p1eD5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Q3pISc_bqJk/s320/17052009_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345156836248915858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAS AMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despues llegaron y las cosas ya estaban tipo... ASI:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3ULjrw44I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oNRh_8M7LUg/s1600-h/17052009_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3ULjrw44I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oNRh_8M7LUg/s320/17052009_019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345161627781096322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3XCQFU5zI/AAAAAAAAAKY/nvNucYt_LCA/s1600-h/17052009_021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3XCQFU5zI/AAAAAAAAAKY/nvNucYt_LCA/s320/17052009_021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345164766435665714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3VD9R5J7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/T-9XmWuxyk4/s1600-h/17052009_020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3VD9R5J7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/T-9XmWuxyk4/s320/17052009_020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345162596724582322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3XsBOTVtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/n0hVjgci0wc/s1600-h/17052009_022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3XsBOTVtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/n0hVjgci0wc/s320/17052009_022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345165484001285842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pobre Gault, termino aplastado y destrozado...&lt;br /&gt;el pedido habia llegado, podemos sentarnos y seguir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3Y1wxCJkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jgYXyfgKZtY/s1600-h/16052009_040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3Y1wxCJkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jgYXyfgKZtY/s320/16052009_040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345166750893876802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Re avantgarde mi droopy :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Y eso, tengo los mejores amigos del mundo, que se muera el resto! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-4483532778367734989?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/4483532778367734989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/06/noche-de-vino-ruso.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/4483532778367734989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/4483532778367734989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/06/noche-de-vino-ruso.html' title='Noche de vino Ruso'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3GZuGvfVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/w7TuahmuVG4/s72-c/17052009_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-5528431595023129681</id><published>2009-05-31T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:00:12.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Laura we trust! (noche pastera a fuuuuull) xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMDkCmYtUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/egtdY5BL9Nc/s1600-h/16052009_029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMDkCmYtUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/egtdY5BL9Nc/s320/16052009_029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342117500699587906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esto es lo q pasa cuando uno junta personajes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; q no es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tan bien de la cabeza y los encierra en una sala de 2x4 con internet y varias botellas medio vacias o medio llenas?) de brebajes espirituosos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMCcidlyuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0i5HrJH0rBY/s1600-h/16052009_026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMCcidlyuI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0i5HrJH0rBY/s320/16052009_026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342116272302050018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Salen pensamientos filosoficos, frases e historias del tipo.... que sigue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bencho: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ken era gay y le confeso a Barby a los 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; (por que tiene esta forma tu hielo?), y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barby era adicta a la heroina&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yo:  Porque asi hace mi heladera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gault: "no soy yo señorita Laura!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMBu_yPDqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8XD6B0FSjk0/s1600-h/16052009_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMBu_yPDqI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8XD6B0FSjk0/s320/16052009_015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342115489899286178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMC3x8LgmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/a9jr8wd0d3E/s1600-h/16052009_016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMC3x8LgmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/a9jr8wd0d3E/s320/16052009_016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342116740313350754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*Ahora sabemos de donde quito Bencho la inspiracion para tal destruccion a mi inocencia del amor entre barby y ken)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMELX6jItI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Fmeb94bR7XE/s1600-h/16052009_020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMELX6jItI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Fmeb94bR7XE/s320/16052009_020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342118176436200146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;En Africa hay emos???? pregunte.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EMO SOMALI&lt;/span&gt; salio ya no se ni quien puta a dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ir.. pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eso seria algo digno de llamarse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ÑANDEJARA EXPERIMENTO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(otra de las frases celebres de la noche)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se nos ocurrio inventar el &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POKEMONSUTRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMHBgxm5AI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9bXAEGIP6aI/s1600-h/16052009_019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMHBgxm5AI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9bXAEGIP6aI/s320/16052009_019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342121305550808066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alimentados por Galletitas Diversion! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Las galletitas mas goticas&lt;/span&gt; segun gault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMIPx1OnfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-3s-Ik2D9fw/s1600-h/16052009_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMIPx1OnfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-3s-Ik2D9fw/s320/16052009_010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342122650159193586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMH1B0CyXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6lPQcERNvw0/s1600-h/16052009_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMH1B0CyXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6lPQcERNvw0/s320/16052009_006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342122190592723314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Juro q solo comi unaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"RRPP de una iglesia?" (buen trabajo seria -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;claro, despues de ver un super documental sobre religione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s, y de escuchar decir a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Becho q Jesus estaba bien!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMGRVyt6UI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UKPlZwF_MfU/s1600-h/16052009_012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMGRVyt6UI/AAAAAAAAAGI/UKPlZwF_MfU/s320/16052009_012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342120477968951618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A esta altura de la noche ya no me interesaban las cachondeadas con Jesus xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HASTA QUE.. Llego el momento cumbre de la noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vamos a ver LAURA en youtube!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si29s1SYxRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zdMYQbyhxlU/s1600-h/16052009_027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si29s1SYxRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zdMYQbyhxlU/s320/16052009_027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345136910674740498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; notese la crema nivea en el escritorio,  q carajos?  las 5 de la mañana es la hora de la humectacion pio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salieron historias inolvidables como "mi hija es lesbiana", e historias de travestis q llegaban hasta parte VI en youtube, IN LAURA WE TRUST definitivamente haremos una remera de eso (buena idea meister gault)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si2_oliIFsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/SvoLNVihps0/s1600-h/16052009_023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si2_oliIFsI/AAAAAAAAAIE/SvoLNVihps0/s320/16052009_023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139036749567682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* vale un trago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta q nos acordamos de&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Obedece a la morsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investigando habia sido pertenece o q se yo, a algo tipo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;organizacion de transexuales satanicos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- "Que? sacerdote satanico camionero?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Si manu, asi mismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3AfN9KO2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/DsE9U8V09OI/s1600-h/16052009_022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3AfN9KO2I/AAAAAAAAAIM/DsE9U8V09OI/s320/16052009_022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345139975313308514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Notese la mirada de cariño :3 se aman estos asquerosos xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y asi termina la historia, de una noche (noche?) se fueron a las 7 de la mañana estos marginales, gault contrajo gripe porcina y estaba convaleciendo, pero igual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Y bue, hasta la proxima..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3BcK7PemI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Pk4nIKuPoTY/s1600-h/16052009_021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Si3BcK7PemI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Pk4nIKuPoTY/s320/16052009_021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345141022471977570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-5528431595023129681?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/5528431595023129681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-laura-we-trust-noche-pastera.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/5528431595023129681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/5528431595023129681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-laura-we-trust-noche-pastera.html' title='In Laura we trust! (noche pastera a fuuuuull) xD'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiMDkCmYtUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/egtdY5BL9Nc/s72-c/16052009_029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-1721398466007157109</id><published>2009-05-26T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:26:04.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love isnt always on time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiL1Mo7-2pI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fRsqlXltnKc/s1600-h/31052009_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiL1Mo7-2pI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fRsqlXltnKc/s320/31052009_010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342101705511066258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Entre painkillers, tes relax-verde-bronquial, sabados de cafeina, fumando.. papel con canela, canela alla, canela aca (antes la odiaba)..&lt;br /&gt;Pensando y respirando musica-velas-inciensos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flotando. Pisando treboles y plantando robles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intentando luchar contra querer sumergirme en el olvido,&lt;br /&gt;porque no se trata de olvidar,&lt;br /&gt;la cuestion es entender, analizar, superar.&lt;br /&gt;Porque igual.. lo que intento callar de dia, lo que evito despierta, me aparece en sueños..&lt;br /&gt;Entre todo esto, vivo, sobrevivo.&lt;br /&gt;Se revienta todo, se reinventa, se tira, se arma, se ama.&lt;br /&gt;Se gana.. Se gana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-1721398466007157109?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/1721398466007157109/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/ayer-y-hoy.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/1721398466007157109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/1721398466007157109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/ayer-y-hoy.html' title='Love isnt always on time'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiL1Mo7-2pI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fRsqlXltnKc/s72-c/31052009_010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-3696412528831711689</id><published>2009-05-24T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:13:38.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No aprendi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiLy20fy2ZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qoiZpUtUFrI/s1600-h/31052009_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiLy20fy2ZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qoiZpUtUFrI/s320/31052009_011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342099131633686930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aprenderas que los besos no son contratos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ni regalos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ni promesas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aunque duren meses.. Años.. vidas.&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/1298817232195774614-3696412528831711689?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/3696412528831711689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-aprendi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/3696412528831711689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/3696412528831711689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-aprendi.html' title='No aprendi'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiLy20fy2ZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/qoiZpUtUFrI/s72-c/31052009_011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-6329003793632707400</id><published>2009-05-18T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:53:29.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy estuve en una pelicula francesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hola.. (?) Deberia estar durmiendo, pero me dieron ganas de escuchar Garbage (si, tengo eso asi re clasico &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;de pendeja pseudo u&lt;/span&gt;nder de 17, me gusta colgarme/bajon con Garbage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoy.. Iba viajando en un bus, a media luz (obviamente estaban descompuestas las demas luces, no era por romanticismo), escuchando RADIOHEAD en mi mp3..&lt;br /&gt;De repente sube un niño, de unos 7 años y se pone a hacer malabares con pelotitas de varios colores en el micro, y justo empieza a sonar "Life in a glass House" (de radiohead obvio ¬¬) y estabamos pasando por el renovado hotel guarani que no se por que ahora le tiran asi unas luces lilas. Y me senti en una pelicula francesa rara-vieja-muda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La musica, las luces, el nene haciendo malabares, era cirquesco, patetico, tragicomico, tenia arte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Y no se por que, pero me hizo pensar en Francia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Muy raro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero me encanto el momento jaaa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-6329003793632707400?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/6329003793632707400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoy-estuve-en-una-pelicula-francesa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/6329003793632707400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/6329003793632707400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoy-estuve-en-una-pelicula-francesa.html' title='Hoy estuve en una pelicula francesa'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-3880584620638116948</id><published>2009-05-14T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T14:20:47.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pérdidas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiL0mRb0A9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Yuj9Zb7BZZo/s1600-h/31052009_020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiL0mRb0A9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Yuj9Zb7BZZo/s320/31052009_020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342101046367093714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KARMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Durante los primeros 4? 5? q puto mes estamos? de este año perdi a las 3 personas mas importantes de mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Asi de simple, asi de doloroso, asi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Acepto q el caso mas doloroso fue culpa mia, es ahi cuando entra el karma, la vida o lo q sea se esta vengando de mi por lo imbecil que fui tanto tiempo, el universo lo equilibra todo, pero no sabia que era tan preciso.. tan descriptivo.. tan cruel. Las circunstancias se fueron sucediendo y ahora me siento totalmente sola en este frio de mierda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*nota: siempre ame el frio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero ahora odio todo, odio el frio, porque no tengo ese q era mi "hogar" que me abrazaba cuando llegabamos helados los dos de la calle, o esa persona q me preparaba una comida calentita de cena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Si, mucho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;s pensaran que me lo merezco, pero nadie en este mundo puede imaginar el dolor q siento en este momento, mitad por la culpa, mitad por el POR QUE?&lt;br /&gt;Hay cosas que me tocaron vivir q me hicieron lo q soy, y esas cosas.. todavia no las entiendo.. si suceden al azar o que, per&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o esas circunstancias, me llevaron a perderlo todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hoy no me queria levantar de la cama, de hecho sigo en una especie de pijamas con mi te al lado, y el frio no ayuda, juro q no ayuda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-3880584620638116948?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/3880584620638116948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/perdidas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/3880584620638116948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/3880584620638116948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/perdidas.html' title='Pérdidas...'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SiL0mRb0A9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Yuj9Zb7BZZo/s72-c/31052009_020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-7421103566335462742</id><published>2009-05-12T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:47:22.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoy asume lo que venga&lt;br /&gt;sea para bien&lt;br /&gt;o todo mal&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque pierda lo que tenga, se va morder, para aguantar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOY QUE CLARO VE LAS COSAS QUE AYER NO VIO&lt;br /&gt;ni va exigir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y sobre su pena se posa, quiere entender..&lt;br /&gt;Su paciencia va montar todo un circo para verla desfilar,&lt;br /&gt;al dolor q supo ser&lt;br /&gt;y al que ahora ya no quiere ver volver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Y si, asumo, me aguanto, me muerdo, me carcomo, me muero de a poco. Pero fio es fuerte, mucho mas de lo q crei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-7421103566335462742?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/7421103566335462742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoy.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/7421103566335462742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/7421103566335462742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoy.html' title='Hoy..'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-5229067829642713144</id><published>2009-05-10T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:54:07.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Sgd2TT7wDvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Bh--7_gtRkI/s1600-h/Imagen023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Sgd2TT7wDvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Bh--7_gtRkI/s320/Imagen023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334362357784121074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HEROES son las personas que hicieron lo debido en el momento adecuado, sin importarles las consecuencias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mi angel) El pozo es oscuro, pero se q no estoy sola, y se q hay alguien q me va sacar aunque sea de los pelos.&lt;br /&gt;Se que te lo dije mil veces, pero una mas no esta de mas, te quiero!&lt;br /&gt;Y.. Ya somos familia "loko" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*foto: Brit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-5229067829642713144?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/5229067829642713144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/heroes.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/5229067829642713144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/5229067829642713144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/heroes.html' title='Heroes'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Sgd2TT7wDvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Bh--7_gtRkI/s72-c/Imagen023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-8574929811643256259</id><published>2009-05-08T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:28:22.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quien dijo que todo esta perdido?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Quien dijo q todo esta perdido, hoy vengo a ofrcer mi corazon.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Extrañanamente, en un menos de dos dias, varias personas me dijeron eso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por algo sera..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gracias por sus corazones.. (La lista seria interminable, y prefiero guardarmela para mi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pero Fito una vez mas lo describio bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Es genial por fin haber tocado fondo, porque ya no se puede bajar mucho mas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bueno, muy genial no fue, pero es como morir, y para volver a nacer, hay a morir primero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gracias! a esa gente q me lanzo al abismo, me hicieron renacer&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/1298817232195774614-8574929811643256259?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/8574929811643256259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/quien-dijo-que-todo-esta-perdido.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/8574929811643256259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/8574929811643256259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/quien-dijo-que-todo-esta-perdido.html' title='Quien dijo que todo esta perdido?'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-7986045170778453918</id><published>2009-05-05T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:58:17.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazos</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/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SgDjEUEWRVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rnA7m6vTzDA/s1600-h/05052009_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SgDjEUEWRVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rnA7m6vTzDA/s320/05052009_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332511622052595026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; blue skies from pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; A smile from a veil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Do you think you can tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Hot ashes for trees?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Hot air for a cool breeze?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Cold comfort for change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; HOW I WISH, HOW I WISH YOU WHERE HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Running over the same old ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; What have you found? The same old fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; WISH YOU WHERE HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(oh nena, ya se q paso la tormenta y de que algo se llevó, pero necesitamos tambien el olvido, no puedo, no puedo sin vos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Si, si, la calidad de la foto es una mierda, no tengo scaner u.u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-7986045170778453918?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/7986045170778453918/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/lazos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/7986045170778453918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/7986045170778453918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/lazos.html' title='Lazos'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/SgDjEUEWRVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rnA7m6vTzDA/s72-c/05052009_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-6716768437353055571</id><published>2009-05-04T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:50:52.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Angeles existen..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;En tiempos donde nadie escucha a nadie,&lt;br /&gt;en tiempos donde todos contra todos,&lt;br /&gt;en tiempos egoistas y mezquinos,&lt;br /&gt;en tiempos donde siempre estamos solos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Descubriras que algunas veces, la persona que esperas que te patee cuando te caes, tal vez sea una de las pocas que te ayuden a levantarte"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La persona que menos esperas, la q crees q te va juzgar, la q crees q te lo va hacer todo mucho mas dificil, la persona q creiste q era un enemigo mas en esta GUERRA q es la vida, unas de esas personas me salvo la vida hoy.. Definitivamente, los angeles existen, el fue el mio hoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastimosamente nunca va leer esto, muchos de ustedes no lo conocen, no lo van a conocer nunca, y jamas se van a imaginar quien es.. Pero yo le debo mi lunes, le debo esta esperanza a seguir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias, a quien sea, que lo puso ahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-6716768437353055571?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/6716768437353055571/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/los-angeles-existen.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/6716768437353055571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/6716768437353055571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/los-angeles-existen.html' title='Los Angeles existen..'/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-534657935526103315</id><published>2009-05-02T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:58:41.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Sf0Ztn2gfqI/AAAAAAAAADw/DPDEAKa6d4s/s1600-h/davemustaine1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Sf0Ztn2gfqI/AAAAAAAAADw/DPDEAKa6d4s/s320/davemustaine1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331445805458947746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mustaine escribio mi vida en sus discos, me asusta, o llevo la misma vida q un adicto recuperado y q se volvio evangelico o mil personas sienten lo mismo que yo..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my darkest hour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-534657935526103315?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/feeds/534657935526103315/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/mustaine-escribio-mi-vida-en-sus-discos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/534657935526103315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1298817232195774614/posts/default/534657935526103315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com/2009/05/mustaine-escribio-mi-vida-en-sus-discos.html' title=''/><author><name>Phio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07992024870171114645</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/ShIcq3B5UZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xq82pj9mUt4/S220/16052009_013.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Sf0Ztn2gfqI/AAAAAAAAADw/DPDEAKa6d4s/s72-c/davemustaine1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1298817232195774614.post-2141555208012804532</id><published>2009-05-02T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:44:37.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quisiera empezar con esto, me llegó, si, es cliche Y QUE :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Sf0afkCJQYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/q91elKVHUTE/s1600-h/26042009_009-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XdF-EAO2cRY/Sf0afkCJQYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/q91elKVHUTE/s320/26042009_009-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331446663427473794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Con un Mg y medio de Alprazolan, uno se pone sensible. Aca va una mini enseñanza/agradecimiento:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Despues de algun tiempo aprenderas la diferencia entre dar la mano y socorrer un alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(gracias Bencho, Gault, Lupe, Gabi, Rotela)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Aprenderas q amor no significa apoyarse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.. (si, lo aprendi a las patadas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y que compañia no siempre significa seguridad (ufffff...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Comenzaras a entender q los besos NO SON CONTRATOS, ni regalos, NI PROMESAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(todavia no se bien que son entonces...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Comenzaras a aceptar tus derrotas con la cabeza ergida y la mirada al frente, con la gracia de un niño y no con la tristeza de un adulto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(como puta se hace esooo???????????????????????????)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;DESPUES DE ALGUN TIEMPO APRENDERAS Q EL SOL QUEMA SI TE EXPONES DEMASIADO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ACEPTARAS INCLUSO QUE LAS BUENAS PERSONAS PODRIAN HERIRTE ALGUNA VEZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y NECESITARAS PERDONARLAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y QUE TU TAMBIEN PODRAS HACER COSAS DE LA QUE TE ARREPENTIRAS EL RESTO DE TU VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(ehhhhhhhhhhhm tema dedicado a otra entrada, definitivamente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Aprenderas q no tenemos q cambiar de amigos si podemos aceptar que los amigos cambian (gracias Al, q siempre estuvo ahi, hace mil años)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Descubriras q muchas veces tomas a la ligera a las personas q mas te importan, y por eso siempre debemos decir a las personas cuanto las amamos, PORQUE NUNCA ESTAREMOS SEGUROS DE CUANDO SERA LA ULTIMA VEZ Q LOS VEAMOS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(extraño a TANTA gente, este tambien sera tema de otra entrada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Descubriras q llega mucho tiempo llegar a ser la persona que quieres ser, y que el tiempo es corto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Aprenderas q si no controlas tus actos ellos te controlaran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y que ser flexible no significa ser debil o no tener personalidad, porque no importa cuan delicada y fragil sea la situacion: siempre existen dos lados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Aprenderas que los heroes son las personas que hicieron lo necesario enfrentando las consecuencias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Nuevamente gracias Bencho, ANDRU!: gastar mil millones en taxi por acompañar a una amiga desesperada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Aprenderas que la paciencia requiere mucha practica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;DESCUBRIRAS QUE LA PERSONA QUE ESPERAS QUE TE PATEE CUANDO TE CAES TAL VEZ SEA UNA DE LAS POCAS Q TE AYUDE A LEVANTARTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(gracias parte de mi flia, si chera´a esperaba patadas de ustedes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Descubriras q solo porque alguien no te ama de la forma que quieres no significa que no te ama con todo lo q puede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;NO SIEMPRE ES SIFICIENTE SER PERDONADO POR ALGUIEN, ALGUNAS VECES TENDRAS Q APRENDER A PERDONARTE A TI MISMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(esa es la parte mas dificil...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Aprenderas que con la misma severidad con q juzgas seras juzgado, y en algun momento condenado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(CUIDADO.. esto es para muchos de ustedes.. puffff tema de otra super entrada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y mas que nada, de todo esto, yo aprendi, que "No importa en cuantos pedazos tu corazon se parta, el mundo no se detiene para que lo arregles.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1298817232195774614-2141555208012804532?l=fuego-en-el-vacio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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