<?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-521024649996362283</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:51:19.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivir el momento</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4433690174305680011</id><published>2010-07-18T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:35:39.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/TEOrsJBrFGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XEdQ1j1aZK4/s1600/34756_1488613891861_1129361510_1464019_4380242_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495424745147667554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/TEOrsJBrFGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XEdQ1j1aZK4/s400/34756_1488613891861_1129361510_1464019_4380242_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; El es el protagonista de mi comedia, es el galán de mi novela, es el motivo de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;mis risas&lt;/span&gt;, es el quien se encarga de que yo sea feliz. El es quien tiene el poder de manejar mis sentimientos, tiene las riendas de mi corazón. Quien jura su amor hasta que muera… El gana mi corazón con cada palabra &amp;amp; con cada beso, con cada abrazo, con su amor. El ilumina con su mirada mis días, y está hasta en las noches mas frías, es él el único amor en mi vida, nunca hubo dos, solo con el me basta para sonreír, para vivir. Con que me mire una una vez al día me alcanza para &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ser feliz.&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/521024649996362283-4433690174305680011?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4433690174305680011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/07/el-es-el-protagonista-de-mi-comedia-es.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4433690174305680011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4433690174305680011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/07/el-es-el-protagonista-de-mi-comedia-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/TEOrsJBrFGI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XEdQ1j1aZK4/s72-c/34756_1488613891861_1129361510_1464019_4380242_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-5021495538179821634</id><published>2010-02-13T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:26:28.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S3cY6v2RQnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WFhZm_fhQn4/s1600-h/102_4317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437842472628732530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S3cY6v2RQnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WFhZm_fhQn4/s400/102_4317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;La mejor sensaciòn : sentirme &lt;strong&gt;TUYA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-5021495538179821634?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/5021495538179821634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/02/la-mejor-sensacion-sentirme-tuya.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5021495538179821634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5021495538179821634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/02/la-mejor-sensacion-sentirme-tuya.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S3cY6v2RQnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/WFhZm_fhQn4/s72-c/102_4317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-2064874122740736279</id><published>2010-02-11T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:18:42.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S3SeIGep1UI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_OBTA9FAqac/s1600-h/21565_301030723534_749818534_3486801_7788747_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437144512158356802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S3SeIGep1UI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_OBTA9FAqac/s400/21565_301030723534_749818534_3486801_7788747_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Algunos siguen dudando si existe&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;El amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y se siguen preguntando adonde llega la razón&lt;br /&gt;pero &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yo no me olvido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de todo lo que me diste&lt;br /&gt;te lo digo con una mano en el corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-2064874122740736279?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/2064874122740736279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/02/algunos-siguen-dudando-si-existe-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2064874122740736279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2064874122740736279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/02/algunos-siguen-dudando-si-existe-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S3SeIGep1UI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/_OBTA9FAqac/s72-c/21565_301030723534_749818534_3486801_7788747_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3474459042089230021</id><published>2010-02-09T15:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T15:37:29.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S3HxYVVghwI/AAAAAAAAAXA/1OdG0G-b2gw/s1600-h/102_4157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436391625559410434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S3HxYVVghwI/AAAAAAAAAXA/1OdG0G-b2gw/s400/102_4157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Se que a veces me comporto &lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fatal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;no prestes atención a esos detalles. Fue la suma de factores,&lt;br /&gt;el efecto dominó dado entre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vos y yo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3474459042089230021?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3474459042089230021/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-l-es-el-protagonista-de-mi-comedia-es.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3474459042089230021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3474459042089230021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-l-es-el-protagonista-de-mi-comedia-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S3HxYVVghwI/AAAAAAAAAXA/1OdG0G-b2gw/s72-c/102_4157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3070716459897734219</id><published>2010-02-01T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:03:38.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2cXUP1iy7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/iQvrCvYEftQ/s1600-h/102_4025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433337112061725618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2cXUP1iy7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/iQvrCvYEftQ/s400/102_4025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Quiero&lt;br /&gt;Ser&lt;br /&gt;Parte&lt;br /&gt;De&lt;br /&gt;Un&lt;br /&gt;Juego&lt;br /&gt;En&lt;br /&gt;El&lt;br /&gt;Que&lt;br /&gt;Siempre&lt;br /&gt;Voy a&lt;br /&gt;Salir&lt;br /&gt;Perdiendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3070716459897734219?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3070716459897734219/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-quiero-ser-parte-de-un-juego-en-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3070716459897734219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3070716459897734219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-quiero-ser-parte-de-un-juego-en-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2cXUP1iy7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/iQvrCvYEftQ/s72-c/102_4025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-6188224249329310436</id><published>2010-02-01T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:54:41.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2cU9lZ2ehI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7iEn9DQU1Nw/s1600-h/102_3978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433334523690908178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 420px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2cU9lZ2ehI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7iEn9DQU1Nw/s400/102_3978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLACER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESTAR &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-6188224249329310436?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/6188224249329310436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/02/el-placer-de-estar-bien.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6188224249329310436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6188224249329310436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/02/el-placer-de-estar-bien.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2cU9lZ2ehI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7iEn9DQU1Nw/s72-c/102_3978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-7196280271215370376</id><published>2010-01-28T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T10:31:00.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2HX0qUf9NI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/japAs8oL0E8/s1600-h/18046_1330114170431_1158291915_1033977_3369509_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431859925298967762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2HX0qUf9NI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/japAs8oL0E8/s400/18046_1330114170431_1158291915_1033977_3369509_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pero tú has logrado algo que me sorprendió: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hoy SONRÍO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-7196280271215370376?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/7196280271215370376/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7196280271215370376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7196280271215370376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2HX0qUf9NI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/japAs8oL0E8/s72-c/18046_1330114170431_1158291915_1033977_3369509_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-6016073480367334115</id><published>2010-01-28T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T07:18:09.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GqqoQOPvI/AAAAAAAAAWA/b-jHuDDxieI/s1600-h/102_3914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431810274922217202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GqqoQOPvI/AAAAAAAAAWA/b-jHuDDxieI/s400/102_3914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2Gp8Nu91UI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lM-HisMDaZg/s1600-h/102_3914.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Me -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haces -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Muy -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bien –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/521024649996362283-6016073480367334115?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/6016073480367334115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-haces-muy-bien.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6016073480367334115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6016073480367334115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-haces-muy-bien.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GqqoQOPvI/AAAAAAAAAWA/b-jHuDDxieI/s72-c/102_3914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4706952219328735500</id><published>2010-01-28T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T07:10:56.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2Go5t_TB-I/AAAAAAAAAVo/QjMmsjL9hOg/s1600-h/102_3625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431808335136622562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2Go5t_TB-I/AAAAAAAAAVo/QjMmsjL9hOg/s400/102_3625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;esde que tengo uso de razòn, ya perdoné errores casi imperdonables, traté de sustituir personas in-sus-ti-tui-bles, e intente con personas que bajaron los brazos. Ya me ayudaron cuando dije `No puedo màs´. Ya hice cosas por impulsos y manejè impulsos a fuerza de sentir, olvidè a quien para mì no existìa màs. Ya me decepcionè con personas cuando nunca pensè decepcionarme, pero tambièn decepcionè . . . Ya me tocò abrazar para proteger, y me abrazaron para entender, ya me reì cuando no tenia ganas, pero también me tente a carcajadas. Ya conseguì amigos que nombre eternos , ya conocì a conocidos que me decìan te quiero. Ya me enamorè y se enamoraron de mì-imposible pero real. Ya pasè por situaciones incòmodas en las que sentìs mariposas en la panza o escalofrìos, da igual. Ya conocì el momento en que por màs fuerte que quiera ser, no puedo màs y las làgrimas se liberan. Ya me humille y se humillaron por mì. Fui aceptada pero tambièn rechazada, despuès fui amada y no supe como amar. Ya gritè y saltè de tanta felicidad, ya vivì de amor e hice juramentos eternos, pero era otra la persona quen siempre me ganaba. Ya pensè que me morirìa de tristeza, pero llego un amigo que me hizo valorar. Ya conocì a alguien que me cambiò el rumbo y me dijeron alguna vez que ayudè a continuar. Ya llorè escuchando mùsica y viendo fotos, ya llamè sólo para escuchar una voz, ya me enamorè por una sonrisa, ya pensè que iba a morir de tanta nostalgia. Tuve bronca y tuve miedo, tuve fuerza y tambièn maldad. Màs de una vez me tocò pelear por un hombre que no valìa la pena, pero por mì ¿alguien se la jugò?. Ya mirè en tercera persona, pero tambièn tuve que protagonizar. Tuve ganas y sentimientos, ya aprendì a ceder y aprendì a parar cuando no se puede màs. Ya tuve charlas y tuve peleas, me brillaron los ojos y los hice brillar. Ya tuve amigos que hoy no estàn, y yo desaparecì para muchos màs. Ya caminè de noche por calles inseguras y camine de dìa por algùn buen lugar. Ya dije te quiero siendo sincera y me lo respondieron con la verdad. Ya escribì un cuaderno, ya me escribieron una carta dicièndome te voy a extrañar. Ya invente un beso y me enseñaron dandomelo. Ya tuve miedo de perder a alguien especial. Ya estuve en grupo y en soledad. Ya idee a una persona, y le agradecì su sinceridad, ya pase cosas tristes pero aprendì a superar. Ya hice muchas cosas que no olvidarìa&lt;/em&gt; JAMÀS,&lt;em&gt; pero todavìa sigo viva y me faltan algunas màs&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-4706952219328735500?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4706952219328735500/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-esde-que-tengo-uso-de-razon-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4706952219328735500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4706952219328735500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-esde-que-tengo-uso-de-razon-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2Go5t_TB-I/AAAAAAAAAVo/QjMmsjL9hOg/s72-c/102_3625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4523237956959150361</id><published>2010-01-28T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T06:57:39.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;enti&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GkpV_a2-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/NzTT69UvXMs/s1600-h/102_3895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431803655770266594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GkpV_a2-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/NzTT69UvXMs/s400/102_3895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;do&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;omùn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/521024649996362283-4523237956959150361?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4523237956959150361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-hace-sentir.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4523237956959150361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4523237956959150361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-hace-sentir.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GkpV_a2-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/NzTT69UvXMs/s72-c/102_3895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1389239377927363171</id><published>2010-01-28T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T06:47:27.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GjdMaXEeI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Yg5Fd4_sFuQ/s1600-h/102_3746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431802347528851938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GjdMaXEeI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Yg5Fd4_sFuQ/s400/102_3746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lo largo de una vida no tan larga, fui tropezando en mi camino con varias piedras. Todas diferentes entre sì; distinto color, tamaño y origen. Y a medida que continuaba avanzando, se acentuaba el dolor de los tropiezos en las rodillas y las manos. Un buen dìa decidì, a mi bien, quitar cada una de las piedras que obstruìan el paso. Fui corrièndolas, de a una por vez, hasta que estuvieron todas apiladas en un rincòn. Y a fin de cuentas eran tantas, pero tantas, que de ese modo formè mi propio muro de los lamentos...De ahì en màs, siempre que algo hacìa que me desbaratara o perdiera el equilibro, yo lo movìa a un lado para que no estorbe. Pero, como nunca nada es tan fàcil, una vez me vi frente a un complejo desafìo: cuando la misma roca con la que habìa tropezado y caído, fue la que luego me sirviò de sostèn para levantarme y seguir. Yo, todavìa con desasosiego y algo de rabia (posiblemente conmigo misma), quise hacerla a un lado junto con las demàs. Pero me resultò increìblemente pesada y, por ende, inamobible...&lt;br /&gt;Entonces entendì que no es nada simple correr a un costado este tipo de piedras. Asì que tuve que dejar a la piedra en donde estaba, en donde habìa decidido quedarse, y algunas veces me lamentè por mi ineptitud frente a la situaciòn. Hasta que un dìa aceptè que -como dirìa la abuela - "nada es porque si", y poco a poco fui dàndome cuenta de que todo estaba en su debido lugar. Que hay algunos errores que siempre estoy dispuesta a cometer y a seguir cometiendo las veces que sea. Comprendì que habìa cosas que no me provocaban tanto dolor como satisfacciòn, y que era yo quien, en lo màs profundo, no querìa deshacerme de ellas. O mejor dicho, no querìa desligarme de vos, que sos mi piedra favorita para tropezar. Ustedes, algùn dìa, quizà tambièn entiendan por què hice de esa piedra parte del trayecto. Yo, por el momento, me declaro totalmente culpable. Y el que estè libre de pecado, que arroje la primera piedra (pero lejos, no vaya a ser que...)&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/521024649996362283-1389239377927363171?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1389239377927363171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/lo-largo-de-una-vida-no-tan-larga-fui.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1389239377927363171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1389239377927363171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/lo-largo-de-una-vida-no-tan-larga-fui.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GjdMaXEeI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Yg5Fd4_sFuQ/s72-c/102_3746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4869447166390006753</id><published>2010-01-28T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T06:45:22.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2Gh3on2iWI/AAAAAAAAAVI/rZ7pmgWu26g/s1600-h/102_3856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431800602754976098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2Gh3on2iWI/AAAAAAAAAVI/rZ7pmgWu26g/s400/102_3856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;olo te pido un &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abrazo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mas&lt;br /&gt;que me apriete mucho mas que ayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;olo te pido una &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mirada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mas&lt;br /&gt;que atravez de ella pueda ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;olo te pido un &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;consejo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mas&lt;br /&gt;Que por siempre deba recordar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;olo te pido un &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enojo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mas&lt;br /&gt;para saber que camino tomar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;olo te pido una &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sonrisa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mas&lt;br /&gt;para saber como sonreir de alguien mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;olo te pido una &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lagrima &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mas&lt;br /&gt;que innudene todo mi corazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;olo quisiera una &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ultima despedida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;manche de alegria el resto de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-4869447166390006753?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4869447166390006753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/s-olo-te-pido-un-abrazo-mas-que-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4869447166390006753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4869447166390006753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/s-olo-te-pido-un-abrazo-mas-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2Gh3on2iWI/AAAAAAAAAVI/rZ7pmgWu26g/s72-c/102_3856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1588547399358908582</id><published>2010-01-28T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T06:35:40.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GgrxNhmkI/AAAAAAAAAVA/z5sePlTJIO4/s1600-h/102_3634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431799299390413378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GgrxNhmkI/AAAAAAAAAVA/z5sePlTJIO4/s400/102_3634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La pròxima vez que me digas &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"sos ùnica"&lt;/span&gt; no te creerè&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Asì que evitemos la situaciòn).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1588547399358908582?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1588547399358908582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-proxima-vez-que-me-digas-sos-unica.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1588547399358908582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1588547399358908582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-proxima-vez-que-me-digas-sos-unica.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2GgrxNhmkI/AAAAAAAAAVA/z5sePlTJIO4/s72-c/102_3634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-5917721236070033865</id><published>2010-01-27T16:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:42:20.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2DdA-EpYvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/uFkiD99GqNM/s1600-h/102_3770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431584159341044466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2DdA-EpYvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/uFkiD99GqNM/s400/102_3770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Què &lt;em&gt;lindo&lt;/em&gt; es pensar en vos desde que abro los ojos hasta que los vuelvo a cerrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/521024649996362283-5917721236070033865?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/5917721236070033865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/el-fuera-de-juego-era-evide-nte-y-en-la_27.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5917721236070033865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5917721236070033865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/el-fuera-de-juego-era-evide-nte-y-en-la_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2DdA-EpYvI/AAAAAAAAAU4/uFkiD99GqNM/s72-c/102_3770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1353739378192441738</id><published>2010-01-27T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:34:59.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2DbgmZxypI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8oiCC3SOQ_c/s1600-h/102_3825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431582503719783058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2DbgmZxypI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8oiCC3SOQ_c/s400/102_3825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ME CAMBIASTE LA VIDA, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GRACIAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1353739378192441738?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1353739378192441738/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-cambiaste-la-vida-gracias.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1353739378192441738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1353739378192441738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-cambiaste-la-vida-gracias.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2DbgmZxypI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8oiCC3SOQ_c/s72-c/102_3825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4701201086810319633</id><published>2010-01-27T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:29:51.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2Daa8bjktI/AAAAAAAAAUg/m5fIZJ-ZZk0/s1600-h/102_3621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431581307041977042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2Daa8bjktI/AAAAAAAAAUg/m5fIZJ-ZZk0/s400/102_3621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No puedo dejar de pensar en el&lt;/em&gt;, es más fuerte que yo, a veces río, a veces lloro, ya no entiendo a mis sentimientos. El me revolucionó, me ilusionó, gracias a el tengo algo bueno en que pensar. No lo esperaba, no lo buscaba. Una noche cualquiera pero especial, apareció y &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;en mi todo cambio&lt;/span&gt;. Sonrío cada vez que lo veo, cada vez que &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;en el pienso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. No paro de decir que es muy raro todo esto, realmente yo no se lo que es. Me encantan estas sensaciones de no saber porque, de no saber cómo, de no entender, en lo único que pienso es en abrazarlo, en decirle &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;una y otra vez que lo quiero, que lo extraño,&lt;/span&gt; en conquistarlo por momentos. Lo quiero demasiado, y eso me da miedo. Una sola vez me paso, con esta dos... y en la primera me dolió mucho el amor. Pero eso ya no importa, otra vez después de tanto voy a dejarme llevar, a dejarme querer, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a confiar&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;em&gt;Otra vez después de tanto&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;me vuelvo a enamorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/521024649996362283-4701201086810319633?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4701201086810319633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-puedo-dejar-de-pensar-en-el-es-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4701201086810319633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4701201086810319633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-puedo-dejar-de-pensar-en-el-es-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S2Daa8bjktI/AAAAAAAAAUg/m5fIZJ-ZZk0/s72-c/102_3621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1959140843403338237</id><published>2010-01-25T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:00:21.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S13qAkQUk1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/TDxlYoTvknk/s1600-h/21932_1256797752361_1602127051_30637426_1110422_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430754021131719506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S13qAkQUk1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/TDxlYoTvknk/s400/21932_1256797752361_1602127051_30637426_1110422_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o hay nadie mejor que uno mismo para darse cuenta, que la &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;felicidad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, viene por un solo camino.&lt;br /&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/521024649996362283-1959140843403338237?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1959140843403338237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/n-o-hay-nadie-mejor-que-uno-mismo-para.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1959140843403338237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1959140843403338237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/n-o-hay-nadie-mejor-que-uno-mismo-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S13qAkQUk1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/TDxlYoTvknk/s72-c/21932_1256797752361_1602127051_30637426_1110422_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1954670159773739111</id><published>2010-01-17T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:37:45.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1OXH0VknnI/AAAAAAAAAT4/xyY0WAQLxqI/s1600-h/pop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427848136475582066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1OXH0VknnI/AAAAAAAAAT4/xyY0WAQLxqI/s400/pop.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Si estoy con &lt;strong&gt;VOS &lt;/strong&gt;no necesito&lt;strong&gt; NADA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/521024649996362283-1954670159773739111?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1954670159773739111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/si-estoy-con-vos-no-necesito-nada.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1954670159773739111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1954670159773739111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/si-estoy-con-vos-no-necesito-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1OXH0VknnI/AAAAAAAAAT4/xyY0WAQLxqI/s72-c/pop.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-5056641830369168052</id><published>2010-01-17T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:20:01.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NwxdwIgPI/AAAAAAAAATw/r0zVs88YyLw/s1600-h/13759_1292515430486_1158291915_917584_7846537_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427805971013992690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NwxdwIgPI/AAAAAAAAATw/r0zVs88YyLw/s400/13759_1292515430486_1158291915_917584_7846537_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Vivo hoy lo que puedo y lo que siento . . . vivo aquí que es mi verdad, que es el momento . . . vivo, nada me da igual . .  . vivo ajena a lo real . ..        vivo y puedo un poco más..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-5056641830369168052?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/5056641830369168052/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/vivo-hoy-lo-que-puedo-y-lo-que-siento.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5056641830369168052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5056641830369168052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/vivo-hoy-lo-que-puedo-y-lo-que-siento.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NwxdwIgPI/AAAAAAAAATw/r0zVs88YyLw/s72-c/13759_1292515430486_1158291915_917584_7846537_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3372226684000982819</id><published>2010-01-17T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T12:07:00.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ntr6ZTw9I/AAAAAAAAATI/OM1lRCSM2Jw/s1600-h/21046_1319707430269_1158291915_1000579_4626300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427802577088791506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ntr6ZTw9I/AAAAAAAAATI/OM1lRCSM2Jw/s400/21046_1319707430269_1158291915_1000579_4626300_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;No se como entraste tan fuerte en &lt;strong&gt;mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NtOo4PfnI/AAAAAAAAATA/ZPAdGCGKr8o/s1600-h/ooo.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3372226684000982819?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3372226684000982819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-pasan-cosas-que-no-comprendo-estas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3372226684000982819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3372226684000982819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/me-pasan-cosas-que-no-comprendo-estas.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ntr6ZTw9I/AAAAAAAAATI/OM1lRCSM2Jw/s72-c/21046_1319707430269_1158291915_1000579_4626300_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3032199800658372214</id><published>2010-01-17T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:47:31.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NpChBG0XI/AAAAAAAAASw/ytw8ixwb6cU/s1600-h/15452_1276918719778_1134281298_848653_5651821_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427797467855245682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NpChBG0XI/AAAAAAAAASw/ytw8ixwb6cU/s400/15452_1276918719778_1134281298_848653_5651821_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ÈJAME CUIDARTE&lt;br /&gt;DE LA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISMA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; FORMA&lt;br /&gt;EN QUE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TÙ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;LO HACES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3032199800658372214?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3032199800658372214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-ejame-cuidarte-de-la-misma-forma-en.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3032199800658372214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3032199800658372214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-ejame-cuidarte-de-la-misma-forma-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NpChBG0XI/AAAAAAAAASw/ytw8ixwb6cU/s72-c/15452_1276918719778_1134281298_848653_5651821_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-6983337431278750638</id><published>2010-01-17T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:38:41.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NmbSVEvTI/AAAAAAAAASg/ktbmxoECkE0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427794594874309938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NmbSVEvTI/AAAAAAAAASg/ktbmxoECkE0/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Un sueño&lt;br /&gt;un poco revelador&lt;br /&gt;dirìa&lt;br /&gt;yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿ Què màs tenìa que ocurrir&lt;br /&gt;para que me de cuenta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-6983337431278750638?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/6983337431278750638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-sueno-un-poco-revelador-diria-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6983337431278750638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6983337431278750638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/un-sueno-un-poco-revelador-diria-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NmbSVEvTI/AAAAAAAAASg/ktbmxoECkE0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-6884490819683667550</id><published>2010-01-17T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:34:04.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NmAK3Mh4I/AAAAAAAAASY/M4t8Hhson1E/s1600-h/dd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427794129013475202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NmAK3Mh4I/AAAAAAAAASY/M4t8Hhson1E/s400/dd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Las &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NlHcHOoCI/AAAAAAAAASQ/9grfafUt8nE/s1600-h/ff.bmp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427793154391580706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NlHcHOoCI/AAAAAAAAASQ/9grfafUt8nE/s400/ff.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-6884490819683667550?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/6884490819683667550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/las-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6884490819683667550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6884490819683667550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/las-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NmAK3Mh4I/AAAAAAAAASY/M4t8Hhson1E/s72-c/dd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-5052238309110588373</id><published>2010-01-17T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:26:56.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NkX-7VyuI/AAAAAAAAASA/yNa6nKteHEw/s1600-h/pp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427792339103238882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NkX-7VyuI/AAAAAAAAASA/yNa6nKteHEw/s400/pp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;El débil tiene trucos, el fuerte excusas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-5052238309110588373?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/5052238309110588373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/el-debil-tiene-trucos-el-fuerte-excusas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5052238309110588373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5052238309110588373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/el-debil-tiene-trucos-el-fuerte-excusas.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NkX-7VyuI/AAAAAAAAASA/yNa6nKteHEw/s72-c/pp.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3821848176277066430</id><published>2010-01-17T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:18:15.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NiYKEcWBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/fUDda8Q7EGI/s1600-h/102_1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427790143070951442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NiYKEcWBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/fUDda8Q7EGI/s400/102_1903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ALGO QUE NO IMAGINABA. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3821848176277066430?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3821848176277066430/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/algo-que-no-imaginaba.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3821848176277066430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3821848176277066430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/algo-que-no-imaginaba.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NiYKEcWBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/fUDda8Q7EGI/s72-c/102_1903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-2487635337944585404</id><published>2010-01-17T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:14:43.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NhZoBMGAI/AAAAAAAAARw/gAwVgtLhs9Y/s1600-h/102_1851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427789068778608642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NhZoBMGAI/AAAAAAAAARw/gAwVgtLhs9Y/s400/102_1851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;irá como te miro, con una sonrisa irónica. Que te muestra que la que ganó... fui &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Pero no tengo ganas de decirte qué gané, soy alguien que se conforma con muy poco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/521024649996362283-2487635337944585404?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/2487635337944585404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/m-ira-como-te-miro-con-una-sonrisa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2487635337944585404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2487635337944585404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/m-ira-como-te-miro-con-una-sonrisa.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NhZoBMGAI/AAAAAAAAARw/gAwVgtLhs9Y/s72-c/102_1851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-5896015709320435744</id><published>2010-01-17T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:11:43.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ngf9HR9rI/AAAAAAAAARo/l1aUOJ_O55k/s1600-h/102_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427788078008891058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ngf9HR9rI/AAAAAAAAARo/l1aUOJ_O55k/s400/102_1687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NgTvis4_I/AAAAAAAAARg/U8az_h9FFCM/s1600-h/102_1678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427787868207375346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NgTvis4_I/AAAAAAAAARg/U8az_h9FFCM/s320/102_1678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahora andà &amp;amp; vivì;&lt;br /&gt;yo siempre amè tu locura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-5896015709320435744?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/5896015709320435744/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahora-anda-vivi-yo-siempre-ame-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5896015709320435744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5896015709320435744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahora-anda-vivi-yo-siempre-ame-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ngf9HR9rI/AAAAAAAAARo/l1aUOJ_O55k/s72-c/102_1687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-8555961087823615</id><published>2010-01-17T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:07:27.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dicen que el tiempo es la fuerza más poderosa, más que el amor, dicen. El amor muere, el tiempo no, el tiempo perdura y transforma todo, nos cambia, se quiera o no. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Uno cree que maneja el tiempo, hablamos de ganar o perder tiempo, de dejar pasar el tiempo, pero el tiempo p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ne_Q0JxKI/AAAAAAAAARY/gEGXYycb0iI/s1600-h/102_2523.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427786416850060450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ne_Q0JxKI/AAAAAAAAARY/gEGXYycb0iI/s400/102_2523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;asa, lo dejemos o no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Dicen que uno cree que el tiempo lo arregla todo: con el tiempo te va a amar, con el tiempo la vas a olvidar, pero también dicen q el tiempo no arregla nada, que el tiempo arrasa, y lo que el tiempo rompe no se arregla, dicen&lt;/strong&gt;. Dicen que el tiempo es la fuerza más poderosa, los arqueólogos luchan contra eso, tratan de rescatar objetos, historias, y tratan de salvarlas del paso del tiempo, pero el tiempo avanza, avanza y avanza... El tiempo no es malo ni bueno, algunas cosas las destruye, a otras las vuelve mejores, como a un buen vino, y están las que resisten al paso del tiempo, como una silla de roble, el tiempo pasa y el roble sigue intacto, como los sentimientos nobles, que pase lo que pase no mueren con el tiempo. Porque el tiempo pasa y se olvida de mí, de vos, pero aun no puede olvidar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-8555961087823615?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/8555961087823615/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/dicen-que-el-tiempo-es-la-fuerza-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8555961087823615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8555961087823615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/dicen-que-el-tiempo-es-la-fuerza-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ne_Q0JxKI/AAAAAAAAARY/gEGXYycb0iI/s72-c/102_2523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-8251540212185598816</id><published>2010-01-17T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:00:29.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NdioSrQlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qtHk4EfWz7g/s1600-h/10945_1209004957571_1602127051_30526900_7036784_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427784825424265810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NdioSrQlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qtHk4EfWz7g/s400/10945_1209004957571_1602127051_30526900_7036784_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NdWYGRZ3I/AAAAAAAAARI/8hNdZkAMMzg/s1600-h/102_2078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427784614918842226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NdWYGRZ3I/AAAAAAAAARI/8hNdZkAMMzg/s400/102_2078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ncz4DpTjI/AAAAAAAAARA/ZqpUEgQHXww/s1600-h/102_1804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427784022202338866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Ncz4DpTjI/AAAAAAAAARA/ZqpUEgQHXww/s400/102_1804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;No se quien las invento, no se quien nos hizo ese favor tuvo que ser Dios que vio al hombre tan solo y sin dudar lo penso en dos. &lt;strong&gt;En dos-&lt;/strong&gt;Dicen que fue una costilla, hubiese dado mi columna vertebral por verlas andar, despuès de hacer el amor hasta el tocador y sin voltear.Sin voltear, sin voltear.Y si habitaran la luna, habrìa mas astronautas que arenas en el mar. Màs viajes al espacio que historias en un bar. En un bar, por que negar, que es lo mejor que se puso en este lugar.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mujeres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, lo que nos pidan podemos, si no podemos no existe y si no existe lo inventamos por ustedes.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mujeres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, que hubiera escrito Neruda, que habrìa pintado Picasso, si no existieran musas como ustedes.Nosotros con el machismo, ustedes al feminismo y al final la historia termina en par. Porque en pareja vinimos y en pareja hay que terminar. Terminar, terminar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-8251540212185598816?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/8251540212185598816/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-se-quien-las-invento-no-se-quien-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8251540212185598816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8251540212185598816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-se-quien-las-invento-no-se-quien-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NdioSrQlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qtHk4EfWz7g/s72-c/10945_1209004957571_1602127051_30526900_7036784_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4723469787322329915</id><published>2010-01-17T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:23:56.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NViO9jDhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Iq2kV0JDajQ/s1600-h/12640_1277744821452_1164952362_1915046_3643758_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427776022531739154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NViO9jDhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Iq2kV0JDajQ/s400/12640_1277744821452_1164952362_1915046_3643758_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NVQEGD8vI/AAAAAAAAAQo/hMF8cPKMMZ4/s1600-h/12640_1277745181461_1164952362_1915053_8077235_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427775710377014002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NVQEGD8vI/AAAAAAAAAQo/hMF8cPKMMZ4/s400/12640_1277745181461_1164952362_1915053_8077235_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Es&lt;br /&gt;increìble&lt;br /&gt;como&lt;br /&gt;de un&lt;br /&gt;momento&lt;br /&gt;a otro&lt;br /&gt;la vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cambia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-4723469787322329915?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4723469787322329915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/es-increible-como-de-un-momento-otro-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4723469787322329915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4723469787322329915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/es-increible-como-de-un-momento-otro-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NViO9jDhI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Iq2kV0JDajQ/s72-c/12640_1277744821452_1164952362_1915046_3643758_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-7900298794555665017</id><published>2010-01-17T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:40:47.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Porque a veces hasta la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;más&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;payasa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NUFBzNITI/AAAAAAAAAQg/RtgwYJ3MecY/s1600-h/safds.bmp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427774421270864178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NUFBzNITI/AAAAAAAAAQg/RtgwYJ3MecY/s400/safds.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;merece un poco de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;y si es el tuyo mejor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Porque el tuyo es el mejor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-7900298794555665017?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/7900298794555665017/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/porque-veces-hasta-la-mas-payasa-merece.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7900298794555665017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7900298794555665017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/porque-veces-hasta-la-mas-payasa-merece.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NUFBzNITI/AAAAAAAAAQg/RtgwYJ3MecY/s72-c/safds.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-7305821723152487789</id><published>2010-01-17T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:15:40.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NTqWXjQYI/AAAAAAAAAQY/S5G37DlYzdM/s1600-h/21046_1313857204017_1158291915_984126_2428867_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427773962935550338" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NP1Jgu3UI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7NRsMSrV97k/s400/vbg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lar de amor, porque yo soy un monumento al malhumor y mi sonrisa s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iempre fue una mala actriz. ¿Còmo puede una ciudad estar tan gris?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-392093438896140260?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/392093438896140260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/asi-que-no-me-vengan-hab-lar-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/392093438896140260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/392093438896140260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/asi-que-no-me-vengan-hab-lar-de-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NP1Jgu3UI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7NRsMSrV97k/s72-c/vbg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-8551800397406157162</id><published>2010-01-17T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T09:57:24.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NPPVJsDMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/P4CLTzYVsLE/s1600-h/oooo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427769100705991874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NPPVJsDMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/P4CLTzYVsLE/s400/oooo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;¡ Brindo por las mujeres que derrochan &lt;strong&gt;simpatìa&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-8551800397406157162?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/8551800397406157162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/brindo-por-las-mujeres-que-derrochan.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8551800397406157162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8551800397406157162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/brindo-por-las-mujeres-que-derrochan.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NPPVJsDMI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/P4CLTzYVsLE/s72-c/oooo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-8363398294358014846</id><published>2010-01-17T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T09:55:07.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NORVKtK_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/o61GQrAQqh8/s1600-h/21046_1319695749977_1158291915_1000533_4928485_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427768035558370290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NORVKtK_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/o61GQrAQqh8/s400/21046_1319695749977_1158291915_1000533_4928485_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Esos buenos momentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-8363398294358014846?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/8363398294358014846/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/esos-buenos-momentos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8363398294358014846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8363398294358014846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/esos-buenos-momentos.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1NORVKtK_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/o61GQrAQqh8/s72-c/21046_1319695749977_1158291915_1000533_4928485_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-7320680736131788646</id><published>2010-01-16T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:11:39.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Kp8uWlGmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hNtUBiTAQhQ/s1600-h/df.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427587361634851426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Kp8uWlGmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hNtUBiTAQhQ/s400/df.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427587190630238482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KpyxT5yRI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0Wb5qt4iPB0/s400/7531_1229405372774_1158291915_719797_7440375_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KprRgH_cI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6b-DnMR4qFM/s1600-h/rrr.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427587061832482242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KprRgH_cI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6b-DnMR4qFM/s400/rrr.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aprendí que no se puede dar marcha atrás, que la esencia de la vida es ir hacia adelante. La vida, en realidad, es una calle de sentido único....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-7320680736131788646?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/7320680736131788646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/aprendi-que-no-se-puede-dar-marcha.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7320680736131788646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7320680736131788646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/aprendi-que-no-se-puede-dar-marcha.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Kp8uWlGmI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hNtUBiTAQhQ/s72-c/df.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-6229486298579260544</id><published>2010-01-16T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:02:13.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Knyt_jOGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eWwF-bvz1FE/s1600-h/21046_1313921965636_1158291915_984365_6535328_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427584990716311650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Knyt_jOGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eWwF-bvz1FE/s400/21046_1313921965636_1158291915_984365_6535328_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-¿Señor reloj podrìa parar el tiempo nada màs por hoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-6229486298579260544?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/6229486298579260544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/senor-reloj-podria-parar-el-tiempo-nada.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6229486298579260544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6229486298579260544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/senor-reloj-podria-parar-el-tiempo-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Knyt_jOGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/eWwF-bvz1FE/s72-c/21046_1313921965636_1158291915_984365_6535328_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1745850448705447566</id><published>2010-01-16T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:00:44.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KnZzRVVVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8IdQPd7Q15g/s1600-h/14537_1215490961548_1657061579_551038_5692127_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427584562636346706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KnZzRVVVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8IdQPd7Q15g/s400/14537_1215490961548_1657061579_551038_5692127_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cuando tenemos la vista perfecta, nos tapamos los ojos cuando no queremos ver. Cuando no la tenemos, damos la vida por poder ver un poco de lo que pasa y asumimos màs las cosas que antes, que mal que està la gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1745850448705447566?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1745850448705447566/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/cuando-tenemos-la-vista-perfecta-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1745850448705447566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1745850448705447566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/cuando-tenemos-la-vista-perfecta-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KnZzRVVVI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8IdQPd7Q15g/s72-c/14537_1215490961548_1657061579_551038_5692127_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-116044144992195797</id><published>2010-01-16T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:56:09.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tengo la certeza cuando te veo venir, tengo una duda incrustrada en el alma y es que no sesi tu miedo te va a dejar crece&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KmZVADC4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/DGCjiZMGnO0/s1600-h/102_2320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427583454999153538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KmZVADC4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/DGCjiZMGnO0/s400/102_2320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r, porque sí se que en tus sueños soy quien debería ser. Tengo la certeza de lo que suelo cantar, tengo también una duda incrustrada en el alma y es que no se si tu miedo te va a dejar crecer.&lt;em&gt;Porque sí se que en tus sueños soy quien debería ser&lt;/em&gt; y sin embargo nunca me olvide del cielo en tu cara. Y sin embargo nunca estas cada vez que te llama mi corazón.Llega el momento de cada uno llega. Mirame, no vas a tardar en descubrir quien soy.La verdad es mucha veces la que nos hace mentir. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Siento que estas y no puedo evitar sonreír&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y todo esto pudo ser casi perfecto y sin embargo nunca me olvide del cielo en tu cara.Y sin embargo nunca estas cada vez que te llama mi corazón.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi corazón necesita un amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-116044144992195797?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/116044144992195797/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/tengo-la-certeza-cuando-te-veo-venir.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/116044144992195797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/116044144992195797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/tengo-la-certeza-cuando-te-veo-venir.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KmZVADC4I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/DGCjiZMGnO0/s72-c/102_2320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-7227026772060569946</id><published>2010-01-16T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:50:08.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Kk7HhTftI/AAAAAAAAAN4/dC2pKtvpkE8/s1600-h/21046_1314680904609_1158291915_987633_2920926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427581836472843986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Kk7HhTftI/AAAAAAAAAN4/dC2pKtvpkE8/s400/21046_1314680904609_1158291915_987633_2920926_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Quiero que no olvides todo lo que necesito de tu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-7227026772060569946?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/7227026772060569946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/quiero-que-no-olvides-todo-lo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7227026772060569946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7227026772060569946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/quiero-que-no-olvides-todo-lo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Kk7HhTftI/AAAAAAAAAN4/dC2pKtvpkE8/s72-c/21046_1314680904609_1158291915_987633_2920926_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-6004198757084233782</id><published>2010-01-16T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:02:20.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Kkh3kCPaI/AAAAAAAAANw/B8iv8ibCjZM/s1600-h/21046_1319699990083_1158291915_1000543_89921_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427581402692599202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Kkh3kCPaI/AAAAAAAAANw/B8iv8ibCjZM/s400/21046_1319699990083_1158291915_1000543_89921_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tu presencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no la cambio por ninguna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-6004198757084233782?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/6004198757084233782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/tu-presencia-no-la-cambio-por-ninguna.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6004198757084233782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/6004198757084233782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/tu-presencia-no-la-cambio-por-ninguna.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Kkh3kCPaI/AAAAAAAAANw/B8iv8ibCjZM/s72-c/21046_1319699990083_1158291915_1000543_89921_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-384835258432558313</id><published>2010-01-16T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:42:28.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dame un motivo, un&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KjN6voGqI/AAAAAAAAANo/e3qzxSBfnwo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427579960437512866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KjN6voGqI/AAAAAAAAANo/e3qzxSBfnwo/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gran motivopara no tomar al pie de la letra estas cariciastremendas, chifladas .Y vamos asì, barcos piratas de madrugada.Dame un motivo, solo un motivopara no llenarte el cuello de besos fantasmasImporta muy pocosi tu corazòn vive en un piso 40 sin ascensor-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-384835258432558313?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/384835258432558313/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/dame-un-motivo-un-gran-motivopara-no.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/384835258432558313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/384835258432558313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/dame-un-motivo-un-gran-motivopara-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KjN6voGqI/AAAAAAAAANo/e3qzxSBfnwo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-945697512535317777</id><published>2010-01-16T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:39:36.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KiXFhspDI/AAAAAAAAANg/aXUki6klT6A/s1600-h/21046_1313796722505_1158291915_983694_1703674_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427579018439074866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KiXFhspDI/AAAAAAAAANg/aXUki6klT6A/s400/21046_1313796722505_1158291915_983694_1703674_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabes mi adicciòn a la ansiedad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-945697512535317777?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/945697512535317777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/sabes-mi-adiccion-la-ansiedad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/945697512535317777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/945697512535317777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/sabes-mi-adiccion-la-ansiedad.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KiXFhspDI/AAAAAAAAANg/aXUki6klT6A/s72-c/21046_1313796722505_1158291915_983694_1703674_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-2465733566556439269</id><published>2010-01-16T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:37:01.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427578329211644562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Khu99EqpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-y6AvIjHGQM/s400/15867_1295604108144_1171582251_895120_3566212_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                    Lo cierto, es que no soy perfecta,&lt;br /&gt;                                         jamàs lo serè-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                       Perdòn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-2465733566556439269?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/2465733566556439269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/lo-cierto-es-que-no-soy-perfecta-jamas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2465733566556439269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2465733566556439269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/lo-cierto-es-que-no-soy-perfecta-jamas.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1Khu99EqpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/-y6AvIjHGQM/s72-c/15867_1295604108144_1171582251_895120_3566212_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4110135543667982420</id><published>2010-01-16T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:50:48.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fuerza Superior, Inevitable sonreìr -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-4110135543667982420?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4110135543667982420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuerza-superior-inevitable-sonreir.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4110135543667982420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4110135543667982420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuerza-superior-inevitable-sonreir.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-2414532854018038635</id><published>2010-01-16T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:46:46.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuando estes triste , ponete a pensar , que tod&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KV4dl0mEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/kgGMva9xpv4/s1600-h/15867_1295506945715_1171582251_894868_7731815_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427565298183346242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KV4dl0mEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/kgGMva9xpv4/s400/15867_1295506945715_1171582251_894868_7731815_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o esto va a pasar. Si hoy el dia , nublado te amanecio , mañana el solpodra brillar. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Este es un juego que solo hay que jugar , te puede ir bien , te puede ir mal , lo mas grande que te podesllevar , es &lt;strong&gt;la amistad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. De nada sirve , que vos te reventes , lo se , cuando no te salgabien .&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tomate un tiempo y pensa con claridad , que , la soluciònen vos esta&lt;/span&gt; . Este es un juego que solo hay que jugar , te puedeir bien , te puede ir mal , lo mas grande que te podes llevar esla amistad . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-2414532854018038635?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/2414532854018038635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/cuando-estes-triste-ponete-pensar-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2414532854018038635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2414532854018038635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/cuando-estes-triste-ponete-pensar-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KV4dl0mEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/kgGMva9xpv4/s72-c/15867_1295506945715_1171582251_894868_7731815_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1348931306736550641</id><published>2010-01-16T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:44:47.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tú me decías que nada te haría cambiar y yo te decía que cambiaste todo para mí, tú me decías que estabas triste con la vida, pero yo nunca te creí. &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estoy tan cansada&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KVo8rkH_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/VeulJQtpD0k/s1600-h/grhrd.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427565031651024882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KVo8rkH_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/VeulJQtpD0k/s400/grhrd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de las canciones de amor siempre hablan de un final feliz bien sabemos que la vida nunca funciona así&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yo te mandaba las señales que se me ocurrían tu nunca las entendías no escuchabas bien, un día me cansé y claro está que te dejé, no me hacías caso entonces. Habría hecho todo pero tú nunca entendiste nada de nada, la vida siempre tiene que seguir aunque mi corazón se parta y no quede nada. Por eso estoy tan cansada de las canciones de amor siempre hablan de un final feliz, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;bien sabemos que la vida nunca funciona así.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1348931306736550641?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1348931306736550641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/tu-me-decias-que-nada-te-haria-cambiar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1348931306736550641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1348931306736550641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/tu-me-decias-que-nada-te-haria-cambiar.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KVo8rkH_I/AAAAAAAAAMw/VeulJQtpD0k/s72-c/grhrd.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-8868894482828346195</id><published>2010-01-16T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:26:08.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acostumbrada, equivocada no veo el cielo, está nubl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KRHHLXb4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/8jWavUFdFlk/s1600-h/yo.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427560052306702210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KRHHLXb4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/8jWavUFdFlk/s400/yo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;ado. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Apareciste sin que te buscara nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, no esperaba encontrarte ahí, tal vez tu risa no tenia so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mbras, no tenia cara, fue todo lo que ví. Me prestaste un beso, me prestaste calma, me prestaste todo lo que me faltaba. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tenés la receta justa para hacerme sonreir &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; todo el tiempo sabes lo que me asusta, sabes lo que me gusta estar con vos. Me robaste el cuerpo, me robaste el alma, ya es tuya la voz con la que antes cantaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me quitas el sueño, me quitas el habla . . . pero si estoy con vos no necesito nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-8868894482828346195?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/8868894482828346195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/acostumbrada-equivocada-no-veo-el-cielo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8868894482828346195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8868894482828346195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/acostumbrada-equivocada-no-veo-el-cielo.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KRHHLXb4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/8jWavUFdFlk/s72-c/yo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-8505811153831359294</id><published>2010-01-16T20:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:21:37.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Algunos se pasan la vida bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KO_bjsGDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TTscrP0ygeM/s1600-h/13759_1293996787519_1158291915_920844_3537876_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427557721315219506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KO_bjsGDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TTscrP0ygeM/s400/13759_1293996787519_1158291915_920844_3537876_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;scando &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, cuando no la encuentra se desesperan o se resignan a ser infelices toda la vida. El problema es que la gente no entiende que la felicidad no existe en un lugar y hay que ir a buscarla, porque &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la felicidad siempre está… está en una charla, en un amigo, en una mirada, en una sonrisa. La felicidad es algo tan simple que a veces no nos damos cuenta que está&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, y ese es el problema, ese fue &lt;strong&gt;mi &lt;/strong&gt;error.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-8505811153831359294?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/8505811153831359294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/algunos-se-pasan-la-vida-bu-scando-l-f.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8505811153831359294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/8505811153831359294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/algunos-se-pasan-la-vida-bu-scando-l-f.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KO_bjsGDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TTscrP0ygeM/s72-c/13759_1293996787519_1158291915_920844_3537876_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1425167401857965465</id><published>2010-01-16T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:57:24.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;En el día ni lo pensaba, en las noches te soñaba. Es tan cierto que buscaba alguien como tú que me abrazara. No sabía que aquí estabas, que a mi lado caminabas. Solo se que tu mirada hizo que de ti al instante yo me enamorara. Solo un momento se convertirá en una eternidad y cada amanecer será mejor. Y el sol saldrá gritando que aquí estas llenando todo l&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KKh72e6EI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/nA_8IVD1iyk/s1600-h/102_3177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427552816541395010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KKh72e6EI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/nA_8IVD1iyk/s400/102_3177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o que tengo, pintando lo que estoy haciendo de amor y aquí estas y tanta fe que me das me lleva mucho mas adentro, me hunde en este sentimiento de amor. Y abrazados tú y yo todo es mejor.Me di cuenta que te amaba cuando vi que te marchabas, solo se que al fin llegaste cuando para ser honesta ya no te esperaba. Solo un momento se convertirá en una eternidad y cada amanecer será mejor. Y el sol saldrá gritando que aquí estas llenando todo lo que tengo, pintando lo que estoy haciendo de amor y aquí estas y tanta fe que me das me lleva mucho mas adentro, me hunde en este sentimiento de amor. Y abrazados tú y yo todo es mejor.Te he visto una vez y creo que se quien eres, eres quien soñé y al fin te encontré. Y el sol saldrá gritando que aquí estas llenando todo lo que tengo, pintando lo que estoy haciendo de amor y aquí estas y tanta fe que me das me lleva mucho mas adentro, me hunde en este sentimiento de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Y abrazados tú y yo todo es mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/521024649996362283-1425167401857965465?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1425167401857965465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/en-el-dia-ni-lo-pensaba-en-las-noches.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1425167401857965465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1425167401857965465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/en-el-dia-ni-lo-pensaba-en-las-noches.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KKh72e6EI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/nA_8IVD1iyk/s72-c/102_3177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3143594146654725974</id><published>2010-01-16T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:51:24.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Prometemos &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427551045597779474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KI62kn1hI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fBSlLOyexcg/s400/amiwos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ser mejores, prometemos &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no volver a fallar&lt;/span&gt;, prometemos no mentir más, prometemos para siempre, porque siempre queremos ser mejores y dar lo mejor…&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El amor es una promesa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, dos personas que se aman, se prometen que juntos tendrán una vida mejor… no alcanza la promesa de uno solo, se necesitan las dos promesas.Nada duele mas que una promesa de amor incumplida, por eso cuesta tanto prometer, y creer en las promesa de amor.&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/521024649996362283-3143594146654725974?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3143594146654725974/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/prometemos-ser-mejores-prometemos-no.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3143594146654725974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3143594146654725974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2010/01/prometemos-ser-mejores-prometemos-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/S1KI62kn1hI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fBSlLOyexcg/s72-c/amiwos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-766777993327340435</id><published>2009-07-28T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:09:11.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sm9162VnU6I/AAAAAAAAALg/HBQC3KiboEE/s1600-h/Imagen+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363635335100584866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sm9162VnU6I/AAAAAAAAALg/HBQC3KiboEE/s400/Imagen+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hay una chica cualquiera, no importa,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;que siempre se enamora de chicos que no le dan bola&lt;/span&gt; [esa soy yo :) jajaja], ¿no? Aparece un chico, un chico cualquiera... que no le da bola y ella lo sabe. De todas maneras, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ella es cabeza dura y decide encararlo&lt;/span&gt;. Obviamente, el chicor no le da bola nuevamente y la rechaza. ¿&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quién es el cruel: él, que la rechazó, o ella, que lo sabe y va al choque igualmente a encararlo? Si el zapato aprieta, el zapato no tiene la culpa. El que tiene la culpa es la persona que lo compró.&lt;/span&gt; Hay que pensar lateralmente. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Uno no puede dejar de querer a esa persona y eso lastima, lastima mucho. Lo que sí creo es que por ahí no es que nos guste sufrir, sino que a veces nos cuesta estar bien&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Es mas fácil buscar el enemigo afuera, pero a veces el peor enemigo no está tan lejos; está mucho más cerca. A veces, nuestro peor enemigo somos  nosotros mismos&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/521024649996362283-766777993327340435?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/766777993327340435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/07/hay-una-chica-cualquiera-no-importa-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/766777993327340435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/766777993327340435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/07/hay-una-chica-cualquiera-no-importa-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sm9162VnU6I/AAAAAAAAALg/HBQC3KiboEE/s72-c/Imagen+213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3121519258967209751</id><published>2009-07-28T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:55:42.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Pero al fin, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;si es amor cruzará huracanes y tormentas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Pero al fin, si es amor beberemos solo su be&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sm9zyBVV8HI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9wJZIMTbiaM/s1600-h/Imagen+449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363632984410157170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sm9zyBVV8HI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9wJZIMTbiaM/s400/Imagen+449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lleza. Y si es amor, comeremos en la misma mesa. Y si es amor, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lo que nunca compartimos, las vidas que no vivimos juntos, las miradas que esquivamos, las mentiras que dañaron nada nos importará, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;si es amor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3121519258967209751?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3121519258967209751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/07/pero-al-fin-si-es-amor-cruzara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3121519258967209751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3121519258967209751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/07/pero-al-fin-si-es-amor-cruzara.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sm9zyBVV8HI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9wJZIMTbiaM/s72-c/Imagen+449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3713513248139891521</id><published>2009-05-18T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:31:57.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-La persona que te ama, la que te tiene que cuidar, a veces es la que más te lastima. Duele el amor, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;duele el amor ingrato ¿no?. Esperamos que el amor sea correspondido ¿no?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Si amás, si so&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShH8TdIKCQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/o7CIorCXJoQ/s1600-h/Imagen+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337324444577302786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShH8TdIKCQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/o7CIorCXJoQ/s400/Imagen+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s amado, si no amás, si no sos amado. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;l &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;, y cuando el amor duele algunos reaccionan con despecho, otros intentan disimular el dolor, otros no aceptan que ese amor no pueda ser e insisten sin medir las consecuencias. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A veces uno no sabe que hacer con tanto dolor que mejor callarlo y esperar que pase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3713513248139891521?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3713513248139891521/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-persona-que-te-ama-la-que-te-tiene.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3713513248139891521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3713513248139891521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-persona-que-te-ama-la-que-te-tiene.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShH8TdIKCQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/o7CIorCXJoQ/s72-c/Imagen+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3243779014055204539</id><published>2009-05-17T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:46:27.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cuando estuviste tan cerca de alguien, que parecian uno&lt;/span&gt;. Pensar en la separación es absurdo, lo ves tan lejos. Hay distancias imposibles de acercar. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dos personas estan cerca cuando comparten sueños, proyectos, pero cuando solo queda el recuerdo es que están muy lejos. Algunos aman solo a la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShCSJU3nEbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HUMQt8_a1e4/s1600-h/Imagen+501.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336926247352471986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShCSJU3nEbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HUMQt8_a1e4/s400/Imagen+501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;distancia &lt;/span&gt;y no pueden soportar la intimidad. ¿&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Será que el amor se encuentra en algún punto entre lejos y cerca? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;en el amor son lo mismo&lt;/span&gt;. Una pareja está bien cuando aún a miles de kilómetros siguen cerca y una pareja está terminada cuando aún estando al lado se sienten a miles de kilómetros de distancia.&lt;/span&gt; La distancia distorciona, crea una ilusión pero desde cerca se ve el detalle, lo real. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A la distancia hay recuerdos y uno recuerda el eco feliz de lo que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, de cerca se ven las imperfecciones. Se puede aprender a estar cerca de alguien. Se aprende a soportar el dolor de estar lejos pero es imposible estar a la vez, tan cerca y tan lejos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3243779014055204539?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3243779014055204539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/cuando-estuviste-tan-cerca-de-alguien.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3243779014055204539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3243779014055204539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/cuando-estuviste-tan-cerca-de-alguien.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShCSJU3nEbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HUMQt8_a1e4/s72-c/Imagen+501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-5135754537846200247</id><published>2009-05-17T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:37:39.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336925629860650050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShCRlYiFnEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Mk-VVXGlfiI/s400/Imagen+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-Pero al fin, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;si es amor cruzará huracanes y tormentas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pero al fin, si es amor beberemos solo su belleza. Y si es amor, comeremos en la misma mesa. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y si es amor, lo que nunca compartimos, las vidas que no vivimos juntos&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; las miradas que esquivamos, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;las mentiras que dañaron nada nos importará, si es amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/521024649996362283-5135754537846200247?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/5135754537846200247/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/pero-al-fin-si-es-amor-cruzara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5135754537846200247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5135754537846200247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/pero-al-fin-si-es-amor-cruzara.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShCRlYiFnEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Mk-VVXGlfiI/s72-c/Imagen+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4365188254249632445</id><published>2009-05-17T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T14:28:24.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShCBYalaotI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fef7tQD7bm0/s1600-h/Imagen+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336907814887138002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShCBYalaotI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fef7tQD7bm0/s400/Imagen+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShCAZZ57qYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BfJ9GcydZ6o/s1600-h/Imagen+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-¿Como será sentirse amado? Que alguien que amas te abraze, te estruje y te bese con amor, ¿como será?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Uno cree que &lt;strong&gt;el mayor problema en el amor es que la persona que amas no te ame, que te digan que no, que te rechacen, no gustarle a un chico&lt;/strong&gt;. Son las peores pesadillas. &lt;strong&gt;Tenemos miedo a salir lastimados, que nos explote el corazón de tristeza&lt;/strong&gt;, da miedo el amor, da miedo el no, el rechazo, la soledad, la tristeza pero en realidad no nos damos cuenta de que el verdadero miedo no es al no, es al sí porque después del sí es cuando empiezan los problemas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-4365188254249632445?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4365188254249632445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/como-sera-sentirse-amado-que-alguien.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4365188254249632445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4365188254249632445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/como-sera-sentirse-amado-que-alguien.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShCBYalaotI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/fef7tQD7bm0/s72-c/Imagen+154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1400974253862235621</id><published>2009-05-17T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:13:11.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336857413473608610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShBTiqsBI6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/IZTzCOlxGiA/s400/Imagen+216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;-Los sueños nacen de nosotros y van mas allá de lo bueno y lo malo, de lo conocido y lo desconocido. Mas allá de lo material y lo espiritual. De la sabiduría y la ignorancia. Mas allá de lo real e irreal. Van mas allá de la ciencia y la religión&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Los sueños reflejan lo que realmente somos, o nos gustaría ser ,lo que vivimos o nos gustaría vivir, por que los sueños son la alegría viva de nuestra alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1400974253862235621?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1400974253862235621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/los-suenos-nacen-de-nosotros-y-van-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1400974253862235621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1400974253862235621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/los-suenos-nacen-de-nosotros-y-van-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShBTiqsBI6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/IZTzCOlxGiA/s72-c/Imagen+216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4133085877389535183</id><published>2009-05-17T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:05:31.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShBRNzytXgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SM3tSfVXspw/s1600-h/Imagen+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336854856117083650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShBRNzytXgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SM3tSfVXspw/s400/Imagen+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;En tus labios yo pude encontrar&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;amor sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me hizo &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Enloquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-4133085877389535183?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4133085877389535183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/en-tus-labios-yo-pude-encontrar-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4133085877389535183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4133085877389535183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/en-tus-labios-yo-pude-encontrar-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShBRNzytXgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/SM3tSfVXspw/s72-c/Imagen+187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3194049276844983000</id><published>2009-05-17T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:57:31.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShBIaOa8AqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/rU1cq8LLxA8/s1600-h/Imagen+275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336845173818917538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShBIaOa8AqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/rU1cq8LLxA8/s400/Imagen+275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Te tendre que dejar escapar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se que lo voy a lamentar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;pero te digo amor que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;hay que saber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;cuando parar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Te digo amor, no te pongas triste corazon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;que el sol no va a brillar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;quedate tranquila que va a aver tiempo para bailar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3194049276844983000?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3194049276844983000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-tendre-que-dejar-escapar-se-que-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3194049276844983000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3194049276844983000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-tendre-que-dejar-escapar-se-que-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/ShBIaOa8AqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/rU1cq8LLxA8/s72-c/Imagen+275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1024296332711514203</id><published>2009-05-16T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:31:40.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9ak45P0xI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/FFFw9U6uYO0/s1600-h/Imagen+519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336583673251615506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9ak45P0xI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/FFFw9U6uYO0/s400/Imagen+519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Maldito el día en que te conocí, maldito el día en que llegaste a mi, en mi camino te fuiste a cruzar, ya se acabó mi tranquilidad, en tu maniobra yo me vine a enroscar, dejé atrás una vida normal, SE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;QUE TU AMOR ME VA A MATAR, MUERO FELIZ IGUAL !&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1024296332711514203?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1024296332711514203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/maldito-el-dia-en-que-te-conoci-maldito.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1024296332711514203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1024296332711514203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/maldito-el-dia-en-que-te-conoci-maldito.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9ak45P0xI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/FFFw9U6uYO0/s72-c/Imagen+519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3058978465257253686</id><published>2009-05-16T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:28:14.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9aFIM_eZI/AAAAAAAAAII/lv4mlLJDGL8/s1600-h/Imagen+546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336583127605148050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9aFIM_eZI/AAAAAAAAAII/lv4mlLJDGL8/s400/Imagen+546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-Pero estoy sola, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;no hay manos que me sostengan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Aquellas que sé se ofrecerían sin dudarlo no son tan fuertes como para sostenerme sin caerse conmigo y no quiero que nadie lo haga. Si voy a hundirme lo haré sola, nadie merece hacerse cargo de lo que me pasa o de los recuerdos que me invaden. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;Debo ser fuerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, afrontar lo que me toque, ser artífice de mi destino e intentar por lo menos que quienes sufrieron conmigo no vuelvan a saber de mi dolor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3058978465257253686?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3058978465257253686/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/pero-estoy-sola-no-hay-manos-que-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3058978465257253686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3058978465257253686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/pero-estoy-sola-no-hay-manos-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9aFIM_eZI/AAAAAAAAAII/lv4mlLJDGL8/s72-c/Imagen+546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1540037037685148875</id><published>2009-05-16T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:23:08.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9Yvk6xKxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/w__mYX7aZpI/s1600-h/Imagen+279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336581657844591378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9Yvk6xKxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/w__mYX7aZpI/s400/Imagen+279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Lo demostremos o no, hay palabras, gestos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que nos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;hieren&lt;/span&gt;  por dentro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1540037037685148875?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1540037037685148875/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/lo-demostremos-o-no-hay-palabras-gestos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1540037037685148875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1540037037685148875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/lo-demostremos-o-no-hay-palabras-gestos.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9Yvk6xKxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/w__mYX7aZpI/s72-c/Imagen+279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4486528832853843472</id><published>2009-05-16T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:20:45.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9YL8mMiiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/V7LaC7rfkqE/s1600-h/Imagen+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336581045725465122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9YL8mMiiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/V7LaC7rfkqE/s400/Imagen+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-No es que queremos sufrir, lo que pasa es &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sabemos como seguir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-4486528832853843472?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4486528832853843472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-es-que-queremos-sufrir-lo-que-pasa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4486528832853843472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4486528832853843472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-es-que-queremos-sufrir-lo-que-pasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9YL8mMiiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/V7LaC7rfkqE/s72-c/Imagen+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-5582452756225907829</id><published>2009-05-16T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:40:33.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9OiN7aoJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5PjxxZGyDIE/s1600-h/Imagen+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336570433218715794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9OiN7aoJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5PjxxZGyDIE/s400/Imagen+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;-Abrázame fuerte, para que pueda sentir lo que es  la &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pasión en tus brazos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;strong&gt;la &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;felicidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de tus labios, mírame profundo, para que mirándote me enamores y con una caricia te entregué mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-5582452756225907829?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/5582452756225907829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/abrazame-fuerte-para-que-pueda-sentir.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5582452756225907829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5582452756225907829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/abrazame-fuerte-para-que-pueda-sentir.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9OiN7aoJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5PjxxZGyDIE/s72-c/Imagen+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1255513234563343394</id><published>2009-05-16T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:31:01.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9MaGka7wI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qLcH4QfCFtY/s1600-h/Imagen+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336568094781009666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9MaGka7wI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qLcH4QfCFtY/s320/Imagen+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Nadie te saca lo vivido, en tu mente quedara por siempre. Y por más que pensemos que el tiempo va cada vez más rápido o cada vez más lento, el tiempo siempre es el mismo. Los que vivimos acelerados o lentos somos nosotros, es nuestra mente. No paramos un minuto, pensamos y pensamos. El futuro, el bendito futuro, tiene las preguntas que siempre nos hacemos. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Queremos saber constantemente que pasará y nos olvidamos del presente, nos olvidamos de vivir, de estar atento a las señales que la vida nos da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Vivimos pendiente de cuánto falta, de cuánto queda &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;y al menos yo a veces me olvido de hoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1255513234563343394?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1255513234563343394/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/nadie-te-saca-lo-vivido-en-tu-mente.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1255513234563343394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1255513234563343394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/nadie-te-saca-lo-vivido-en-tu-mente.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg9MaGka7wI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qLcH4QfCFtY/s72-c/Imagen+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-7869884367367255347</id><published>2009-05-16T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:17:09.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8RFnAk9nI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JvIHRCK9cLc/s1600-h/Imagen+482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336502871525750386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8RFnAk9nI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JvIHRCK9cLc/s400/Imagen+482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Infinitamente erradas, todavía creemos que una gran historia de amor consiste en pelearse y reconciliarse, separarse por la guerra, traicionarse y perdonarse o existir de a tres.En el fondo, creemos que el amor con todas las letras debe ser complicado o imposible, y que los hombres que valen la pena son aquellos que nos provocan llorar.Equivocadas, nos lastimamos persiguiendo la crudeza, la pasión descontrolada, las palabras duras y el conflicto interior; pero la felicidad no llega hasta que comprendemos que el amor es el equilibrio, las caricias oportunas, los abrazos esperados, la complicidad del tiempo y de las miradas, los gestos tibios, la presencia constante y la memoria compartida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todos los días, cuando alguien cree que el amor es ropa tirada por la ventana, otro amor se muere.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-7869884367367255347?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/7869884367367255347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/infinitamente-erradas-todavia-creemos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7869884367367255347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7869884367367255347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/infinitamente-erradas-todavia-creemos.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8RFnAk9nI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JvIHRCK9cLc/s72-c/Imagen+482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3908720844022564713</id><published>2009-05-16T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:57:17.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8Lrx9t_hI/AAAAAAAAAFw/qJZ__0c7uKo/s1600-h/Imagen+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;-Ce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8MLGtPjjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/y3GReN-9-yk/s1600-h/Imagen+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336497468375797298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8MLGtPjjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/y3GReN-9-yk/s400/Imagen+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;rré los ojos y me deje llevar al mundo de los sueños, donde las leyes del mismo estaban regidas por la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;magia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;de nuestros corazones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3908720844022564713?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3908720844022564713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/ce-rre-los-ojos-y-me-deje-llevar-al.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3908720844022564713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3908720844022564713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/ce-rre-los-ojos-y-me-deje-llevar-al.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8MLGtPjjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/y3GReN-9-yk/s72-c/Imagen+191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3318648447722398399</id><published>2009-05-16T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:45:45.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8Jzqi9RcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PdNGOk4g1F4/s1600-h/Imagen+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336494866656216514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8Jzqi9RcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PdNGOk4g1F4/s400/Imagen+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8JKHE6NiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/GdQdwnEWTEU/s1600-h/Imagen+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jamàs&lt;/strong&gt; sentì algo igual ; el cielo es &lt;strong&gt;poco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3318648447722398399?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3318648447722398399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/jamas-senti-algo-igual-el-cielo-es-poco.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3318648447722398399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3318648447722398399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/jamas-senti-algo-igual-el-cielo-es-poco.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8Jzqi9RcI/AAAAAAAAAFg/PdNGOk4g1F4/s72-c/Imagen+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-419162996250228086</id><published>2009-05-16T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:39:40.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8IU5h5Y0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GjFOl-y8c5I/s1600-h/Imagen+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336493238590726978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8IU5h5Y0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GjFOl-y8c5I/s400/Imagen+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Enséñame un poco más de amarte&lt;br /&gt;Enséñame un poco más de verte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Quiero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;disfrutar de hoy tenerte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-419162996250228086?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/419162996250228086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/ensename-un-poco-mas-de-amarte-ensename.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/419162996250228086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/419162996250228086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/ensename-un-poco-mas-de-amarte-ensename.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8IU5h5Y0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/GjFOl-y8c5I/s72-c/Imagen+186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3029779292611777754</id><published>2009-05-16T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:32:57.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8GftBcsaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/z3IG3QAKo6k/s1600-h/Imagen+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336491225188708770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8GftBcsaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/z3IG3QAKo6k/s320/Imagen+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Si me pudieran dar a elegir como y donde yo quisiera mirir contestaría acostado &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;feliz de estar a tu lado&lt;/span&gt;, vícitma de un sexo exagerado, sonriendo mirando el techo con tu cabeza en mi pecho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3029779292611777754?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3029779292611777754/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/si-me-pudieran-dar-elegir-como-y-donde.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3029779292611777754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3029779292611777754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/si-me-pudieran-dar-elegir-como-y-donde.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8GftBcsaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/z3IG3QAKo6k/s72-c/Imagen+191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4167365204041377670</id><published>2009-05-16T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:12:11.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8BtgSMKlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TS7iSTKewQU/s1600-h/Imagen+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336485964729297490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8BtgSMKlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TS7iSTKewQU/s320/Imagen+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tú me decías que nada te haría cambiar y yo te decía que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;cambiaste todo para mí&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; tú me decías que estabas triste con la vida, pero yo nunca te creí. Estoy tan cansada de las canciones de amor siempre hablan de un final feliz bien sabemos que la vida nunca funciona así. Yo te mandaba las señales que se me ocurrían tu nunca las entendías no escuchabas bien, un día me cansé y claro está que te dejé, no me hacías caso entonces. Habría hecho todo pero tú nunca entendiste nada de nada, la vida siempre tiene que seguir aunque mi corazón se parta y no quede nada. Por eso estoy tan cansada de las canciones de amor siempre hablan de un final feliz,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bien sabemos que la vida nunca&lt;/span&gt; funciona así.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-4167365204041377670?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4167365204041377670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/tu-me-decias-que-nada-te-haria-cambiar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4167365204041377670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4167365204041377670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/tu-me-decias-que-nada-te-haria-cambiar.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg8BtgSMKlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/TS7iSTKewQU/s72-c/Imagen+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3353441824770409075</id><published>2009-05-15T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:42:33.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4Lz_VvvNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aGaMKQ8C6B0/s1600-h/Imagen+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336215596284493010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4Lz_VvvNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aGaMKQ8C6B0/s400/Imagen+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Te entrego &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mi corazón&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; ya no quiere estar conmigo. Le pregunté hacia donde iba y me dijo que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3353441824770409075?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3353441824770409075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-entrego-mi-corazon-ya-no-quiere.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3353441824770409075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3353441824770409075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-entrego-mi-corazon-ya-no-quiere.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4Lz_VvvNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aGaMKQ8C6B0/s72-c/Imagen+222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-7219220954706244297</id><published>2009-05-15T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:39:13.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4LCiuHsDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1Azqq_J2vtA/s1600-h/Imagen+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336214746788507698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4LCiuHsDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1Azqq_J2vtA/s400/Imagen+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Desconfiá de todo lo que vos creéspara ver las cosas por primera vez , y que el silencio nos deje de una vez mudos .. Que no te importe ,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;SIGUE TU CAMINO .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-7219220954706244297?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/7219220954706244297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/desconfia-de-todo-lo-que-vos-creespara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7219220954706244297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7219220954706244297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/desconfia-de-todo-lo-que-vos-creespara.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4LCiuHsDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/1Azqq_J2vtA/s72-c/Imagen+186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-2334026584032919782</id><published>2009-05-15T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:36:34.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4KYHLq32I/AAAAAAAAAEY/QrzIPW7IL7Y/s1600-h/Imagen+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336214017841749858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4KYHLq32I/AAAAAAAAAEY/QrzIPW7IL7Y/s400/Imagen+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ff99;"&gt;-Mentir es lo mas divertido de una chica sin quitarse la ropa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-2334026584032919782?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/2334026584032919782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/mentir-es-lo-mas-divertido-de-una-chica.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2334026584032919782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2334026584032919782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/mentir-es-lo-mas-divertido-de-una-chica.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4KYHLq32I/AAAAAAAAAEY/QrzIPW7IL7Y/s72-c/Imagen+098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-5622158872826870477</id><published>2009-05-15T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:32:10.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4JX5LQPiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Pp2FTVFbTYc/s1600-h/Imagen+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336212914570280482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4JX5LQPiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Pp2FTVFbTYc/s400/Imagen+208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/521024649996362283-5622158872826870477?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/5622158872826870477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_15.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5622158872826870477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5622158872826870477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4JX5LQPiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Pp2FTVFbTYc/s72-c/Imagen+208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4032854166605813228</id><published>2009-05-15T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:27:26.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4IXmTrXUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Iwue6oWO2vI/s1600-h/Imagen+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336211809993710914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4IXmTrXUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Iwue6oWO2vI/s320/Imagen+208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Soy asì &amp;amp; asì &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;muero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-4032854166605813228?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4032854166605813228/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/soy-asi-asi-muero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4032854166605813228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4032854166605813228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/soy-asi-asi-muero.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4IXmTrXUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Iwue6oWO2vI/s72-c/Imagen+208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1005473836356628873</id><published>2009-05-15T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:22:39.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4G-N9najI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FL6aD4i11Xo/s1600-h/Imagen+504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336210274450369074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4G-N9najI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FL6aD4i11Xo/s320/Imagen+504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Nunca pensé con la cabeza, siempre pensé con el&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CO-RA-ZÓN- ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1005473836356628873?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1005473836356628873/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/nunca-pense-con-la-cabeza-siempre-pense.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1005473836356628873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1005473836356628873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/nunca-pense-con-la-cabeza-siempre-pense.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4G-N9najI/AAAAAAAAAEA/FL6aD4i11Xo/s72-c/Imagen+504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1409857527011463690</id><published>2009-05-15T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:03:27.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4CRVtlHFI/AAAAAAAAADw/R9wCRbV1LeQ/s1600-h/aniii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336205105389968466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4CRVtlHFI/AAAAAAAAADw/R9wCRbV1LeQ/s320/aniii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Acostumbrada, equivocada no veo el cielo, está nublado.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Apareciste sin que te buscara nadie, no esperaba encontrarte ahí, tal vez tu risa no tenia sombras, no tenia cara, fue todo lo que ví. Me prestaste un beso, me prestaste calma, me prestaste todo lo que me faltaba. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tenés la receta justa para hacerme sonreir&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; todo el tiempo sabes lo que me asusta, sabes lo que me gusta estar con vos. Me robaste el cuerpo, me robaste el alma, ya es tuya la voz con la que antes cantaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me quitas el sueño, me quitas el habla . . . pero si estoy con vos no necesito nada&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1409857527011463690?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1409857527011463690/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/acostumbrada-equivocada-no-veo-el-cielo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1409857527011463690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1409857527011463690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/acostumbrada-equivocada-no-veo-el-cielo.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg4CRVtlHFI/AAAAAAAAADw/R9wCRbV1LeQ/s72-c/aniii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-457321026370657037</id><published>2009-05-15T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:51:51.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg3_16Pir-I/AAAAAAAAADg/5Q2j7l-g_o4/s1600-h/Imagen+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336202435136499682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg3_16Pir-I/AAAAAAAAADg/5Q2j7l-g_o4/s320/Imagen+220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo se que puedo perderte para siempre, si no estas. si no estoy. Si alguien te abraza mas fuerte no significa que no estoy aqui&lt;/strong&gt;. Ni cambiar lo prometido una vez. Y se hace tarde otra vez, &lt;strong&gt;nos despedimos cansados de hablar de vos y yo. &lt;/strong&gt;Robando tiempo al amor. La luz del dia nos corre y nada en claro quedo, y nada en claro quedo. &lt;strong&gt;Un largo abrazo y te vas. En un futuro tal vez decimos que vamos a estar los dos en un mismo lugar. Si nos consuela esta promesa seamos tontos felices&lt;/strong&gt;. Yo estoy dispuesto a cumplir, no me enojare si no cumples&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Un largo abrazo y me voy. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-457321026370657037?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/457321026370657037/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo-se-que-puedo-perderte-para-siempre.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/457321026370657037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/457321026370657037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo-se-que-puedo-perderte-para-siempre.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sg3_16Pir-I/AAAAAAAAADg/5Q2j7l-g_o4/s72-c/Imagen+220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1997545495918073591</id><published>2009-05-14T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:40:02.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgyBN906eII/AAAAAAAAACg/BV1igQjLP_U/s1600-h/Imagen+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335781735461976194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgyBN906eII/AAAAAAAAACg/BV1igQjLP_U/s320/Imagen+233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sólo imagino mi vida contigo, desde que se juntaron nuestros caminos, solo cuando encontre el amor&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;vida tuvo sentido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1997545495918073591?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1997545495918073591/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/solo-imagino-mi-vida-contigo-desde-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1997545495918073591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1997545495918073591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/solo-imagino-mi-vida-contigo-desde-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgyBN906eII/AAAAAAAAACg/BV1igQjLP_U/s72-c/Imagen+233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-2602445165890512935</id><published>2009-05-14T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:35:24.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgyAA2iiz8I/AAAAAAAAACY/_U2xe1Db7p8/s1600-h/Imagen+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335780410655952834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgyAA2iiz8I/AAAAAAAAACY/_U2xe1Db7p8/s320/Imagen+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgx3rORlr8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/iBqu2dnVDm0/s1600-h/Imagen+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-No voy a parar de decirtelo una y otra vez, aunque se que ya no me ves. No voy a parar de decirtelo una y otra vez, aunque se que ya no me queres .&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Los dias a tu lado fueron los mejores&lt;/span&gt;, por eso te pido que no me abandones...y si necesitas tengo miles de razonespara decirte; pedirte que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no te vayas y te alejes de mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/521024649996362283-2602445165890512935?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/2602445165890512935/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-voy-parar-de-decirtelo-una-y-otra.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2602445165890512935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2602445165890512935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-voy-parar-de-decirtelo-una-y-otra.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgyAA2iiz8I/AAAAAAAAACY/_U2xe1Db7p8/s72-c/Imagen+218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-2503381671609255279</id><published>2009-05-14T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:53:59.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgx2Fcp6sbI/AAAAAAAAACI/zZNvKTGJ4Xg/s1600-h/Imagen+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335769494490624434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgx2Fcp6sbI/AAAAAAAAACI/zZNvKTGJ4Xg/s320/Imagen+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amor, deseo e inapetencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amor, verdad y mentira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amor, felicidad y desgracia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amor, sonrisa y llanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amor, satisfacción y desagrado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Amor, sueño y realidad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amor, impaciencia y espera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amor, correspondido y no correspondido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amor, sublime y vulgar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amor, verdadero y erróneo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Amor es la razón del corazón que la mente no logra entender,Amor es lo inexplicable, incomprensible, misterioso, enigmático.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;El amor no es algo terrenal, el amor no se define.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;El amor se siente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-2503381671609255279?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/2503381671609255279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/amor-amor-deseo-e-inapetencia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2503381671609255279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/2503381671609255279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/amor-amor-deseo-e-inapetencia.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgx2Fcp6sbI/AAAAAAAAACI/zZNvKTGJ4Xg/s72-c/Imagen+150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3883244382950304986</id><published>2009-05-14T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:41:52.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxznyFLSCI/AAAAAAAAABw/k-x2PX7D66c/s1600-h/Imagen+248.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxzn4_zG3I/AAAAAAAAABo/IEtv-alOcVA/s1600-h/Imagen+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335766787679263602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxzn4_zG3I/AAAAAAAAABo/IEtv-alOcVA/s320/Imagen+247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Te invito a un mundo sin mentiras ni engaños, a un mundo donde reine la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;felicidad, aun mundo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ambos podamos construir&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;con amor y ternura, con fuego y pasión, con ternura y cariño, donde ambos podamos perdernos, donde ambos seamos uno y nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/521024649996362283-3883244382950304986?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3883244382950304986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-invito-un-mundo-sin-mentiras-ni.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3883244382950304986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3883244382950304986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-invito-un-mundo-sin-mentiras-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxzn4_zG3I/AAAAAAAAABo/IEtv-alOcVA/s72-c/Imagen+247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-7134298846578840230</id><published>2009-05-14T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:36:01.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxyYpURXYI/AAAAAAAAABg/KSIPM4xdBBc/s1600-h/Imagen+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335765426260499842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxyYpURXYI/AAAAAAAAABg/KSIPM4xdBBc/s320/Imagen+287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Me enamoró sin querer cuando menos lo esperaba, cambió mi forma de ser, me enseñó a amar con el alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-7134298846578840230?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/7134298846578840230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-enamoro-sin-querer-cuando-menos-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7134298846578840230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/7134298846578840230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-enamoro-sin-querer-cuando-menos-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxyYpURXYI/AAAAAAAAABg/KSIPM4xdBBc/s72-c/Imagen+287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-4788437578311641432</id><published>2009-05-14T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:34:10.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxyCDIrGnI/AAAAAAAAABY/l9cgwDgIet8/s1600-h/Imagen+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335765038054185586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxyCDIrGnI/AAAAAAAAABY/l9cgwDgIet8/s320/Imagen+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;-Save me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-4788437578311641432?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/4788437578311641432/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/save-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4788437578311641432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/4788437578311641432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/save-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxyCDIrGnI/AAAAAAAAABY/l9cgwDgIet8/s72-c/Imagen+152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-3105363770722904384</id><published>2009-05-14T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:31:10.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxw4zeFpWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/iMvG6OOTeTI/s1600-h/Imagen+806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335763779718587746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxw4zeFpWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/iMvG6OOTeTI/s320/Imagen+806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Son las únicas personas del mundo, que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;siempre está de forma incondicional&lt;/span&gt;. Si las  rechazo me perdon. Si me equivoco, me acoges. Si los demás no pueden conmigo, me abren una puerta. Si estoy feliz, celebran conmigo. Si estoy triste, no sonríen  hasta que me hacen reír. &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Son mis amigas incondicionales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-3105363770722904384?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/3105363770722904384/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/son-las-unicas-personas-del-mundo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3105363770722904384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/3105363770722904384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/son-las-unicas-personas-del-mundo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxw4zeFpWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/iMvG6OOTeTI/s72-c/Imagen+806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-5701429812483663352</id><published>2009-05-14T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:26:06.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxwD5i03TI/AAAAAAAAABI/bJ7oVkg2yqQ/s1600-h/Imagen+547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335762870816005426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxwD5i03TI/AAAAAAAAABI/bJ7oVkg2yqQ/s320/Imagen+547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bienvenida a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;la locura&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;–&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-5701429812483663352?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/5701429812483663352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/bienvenida-la-locura.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5701429812483663352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/5701429812483663352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/bienvenida-la-locura.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxwD5i03TI/AAAAAAAAABI/bJ7oVkg2yqQ/s72-c/Imagen+547.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-521024649996362283.post-1210768151233470976</id><published>2009-05-14T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:16:55.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxt1ioERoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/n8QtKhXxhvk/s1600-h/Imagen+283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335760425122547330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxt1ioERoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/n8QtKhXxhvk/s320/Imagen+283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxtb3P8QLI/AAAAAAAAAAg/C5soMzUPi9E/s1600-h/pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335759983981904050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxtb3P8QLI/AAAAAAAAAAg/C5soMzUPi9E/s320/pp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;.-&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;Creo que alguna vez nos &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/SgxuFiPKDoI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7wSJKr6Jv2I/s1600-h/Imagen+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dejaremos de mentir; Creo que no todo es tán simple pero podría llegarlo a ser. Creo que estuvimos equivocados....¿Quién no lo estuvo alguna vez?Creo que el tiempo ya no pasa tan lento, creo que algún día....dejaré de creer! (creo que hoy te siento cerca) no estoy seguro; puede ser.. . . Creo en el sol, sale todos los días y brilla más allá de las nubes. Creo que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME HACE BIEN VERTE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BRILLAR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;creo...que a pesar de todo lo que pasa....creo, que te quiero igual&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/521024649996362283-1210768151233470976?l=vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/feeds/1210768151233470976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1210768151233470976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/521024649996362283/posts/default/1210768151233470976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivir-el-momento.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08994451037190361897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YHyim99KBbU/Sgxt1ioERoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/n8QtKhXxhvk/s72-c/Imagen+283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
