<?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-5225025666696092972</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:36:47.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julieta.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-7397596449422875594</id><published>2009-12-15T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:44:24.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flobeer♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cada dia entran personas nuevas a nuestras vidas,  y una de esas personas sos vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sin que te esperara llegaste, sin darme cuenta te empeze a querer y ahora no te quiero perder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No quiero perder esta especie de amistad rara que formamos, no quiero perderte a vos, por que fuiste una de las personas que mas me banco cuando lo necesite, siempre que te necesite vos estubiste, cada histeria, cada capricho, cada mal humor, cada risa, cada tentacion, cada chocolate, cada caminata, cada llanto, absolutamente todo me lo bancaste vos y Gracias, porque vos solo me acompañaste en todo esto. Para vos no tengo palabras, vos sabes todo y fui re sincera con vos como con ninguna otra persona. Estoy en completas deudas con vos, y sabes que siempre que me necesites voy a estar, no importa la hora, el lugar no importa lo que pidas, yo te voy a acompañar y lo sabes. Perdoname por ser asi, por tner esta cara de PLIPLI impresionante y que no puedo cambiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Te quiero muchisimo Flobeer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt; Jamas te olvides eso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Con amor, Tu Floju♥siempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SygPm9xLALI/AAAAAAAAAOY/SKATYShd_kA/s1600-h/10870_1290823797551_1438921612_808957_3450592_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SygPm9xLALI/AAAAAAAAAOY/SKATYShd_kA/s400/10870_1290823797551_1438921612_808957_3450592_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415595714003271858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hasta plutón♥&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/5225025666696092972-7397596449422875594?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7397596449422875594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/12/flobeer.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7397596449422875594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7397596449422875594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/12/flobeer.html' title='Flobeer♥'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SygPm9xLALI/AAAAAAAAAOY/SKATYShd_kA/s72-c/10870_1290823797551_1438921612_808957_3450592_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-8201199128083097269</id><published>2009-09-04T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:19:11.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHYksxH93I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Hw7o7enJsxo/s1600-h/8732_1226935355477_1291842100_668285_3173931_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377817555061176178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHYksxH93I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Hw7o7enJsxo/s320/8732_1226935355477_1291842100_668285_3173931_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Franco, el gorilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHYSUp6LrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/reXfMalVhws/s1600-h/8732_1226934955467_1291842100_668276_3637872_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377817239350816434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHYSUp6LrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/reXfMalVhws/s400/8732_1226934955467_1291842100_668276_3637872_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wisin♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHX_L4ZIfI/AAAAAAAAANw/_urIrzMX4hE/s1600-h/8732_1226934435454_1291842100_668263_1307328_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377816910578131442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHX_L4ZIfI/AAAAAAAAANw/_urIrzMX4hE/s400/8732_1226934435454_1291842100_668263_1307328_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yandel♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-8201199128083097269?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/8201199128083097269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/09/franco-el-gorilla-wisin-yandel.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/8201199128083097269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/8201199128083097269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/09/franco-el-gorilla-wisin-yandel.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHYksxH93I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Hw7o7enJsxo/s72-c/8732_1226935355477_1291842100_668285_3173931_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-2228362956544855159</id><published>2009-09-04T20:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:14:46.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisin &amp; Yandel ♥ Lo mejor, unico e inolvidable 03/09♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHXNgoGPhI/AAAAAAAAANo/LtTg9u0MIEM/s1600-h/files.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377816057153469970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHXNgoGPhI/AAAAAAAAANo/LtTg9u0MIEM/s400/files.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sin duda son LOS MEJORES♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHXJfACd3I/AAAAAAAAANg/z0CedKj6R84/s1600-h/escanear0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 176px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377815987997538162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHXJfACd3I/AAAAAAAAANg/z0CedKj6R84/s400/escanear0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mejor noche, la pase mas que genial con las chicas. Grite, llore y cante a mas no poder. fue algo increible y como dije, sin duda el mejor porqe ustedes son los mejores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5225025666696092972-2228362956544855159?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/2228362956544855159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/09/wisin-yandel-lo-mejor-unico-e.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/2228362956544855159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/2228362956544855159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/09/wisin-yandel-lo-mejor-unico-e.html' title='Wisin &amp; Yandel ♥ Lo mejor, unico e inolvidable 03/09♥'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SqHXNgoGPhI/AAAAAAAAANo/LtTg9u0MIEM/s72-c/files.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-3225719950885003301</id><published>2009-07-21T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:11:34.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SmZz48pza7I/AAAAAAAAANY/2OoA5MfdGLw/s1600-h/QINCEEEEEEEEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361099828622486450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SmZz48pza7I/AAAAAAAAANY/2OoA5MfdGLw/s400/QINCEEEEEEEEE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No Callemos Mas.. Que Tenemos Que Hablar..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nada Va Bien.. Tenemos Que Aceptar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que Nos Paso…Lo Que Tanto Temor Teníamos…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se Nos Murió El Amor Y No Se.. Si Quizás..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Volverá A Renacer.. Esto.. Que Fue.. Amor…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perfecto Sin Una Condición Y El Tiempo Me Dará…Quizás La Solución…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ahora Podrás Marchar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vete Ningún Rencor… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adiós Que Te Valla Bien&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No Se Si Fue Talvez Quizás..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No Puse Atención Al Amor… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pero Siempre Eh De Reconocer…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De Mi Te Di Lo Mejor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Entonces Me Voy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Adiós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&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/5225025666696092972-3225719950885003301?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/3225719950885003301/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-callemos-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3225719950885003301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3225719950885003301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-callemos-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SmZz48pza7I/AAAAAAAAANY/2OoA5MfdGLw/s72-c/QINCEEEEEEEEE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-4306317873448304552</id><published>2009-07-16T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T16:59:12.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sl-5D5RYhNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GWSs1ReV4r0/s1600-h/1241108253071_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359205558158656722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sl-5D5RYhNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GWSs1ReV4r0/s400/1241108253071_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Z &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;COMO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;UNA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;PERDIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&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/5225025666696092972-4306317873448304552?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/4306317873448304552/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/f-e-l-i-z-como-una-lombris.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/4306317873448304552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/4306317873448304552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/f-e-l-i-z-como-una-lombris.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sl-5D5RYhNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GWSs1ReV4r0/s72-c/1241108253071_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-8284308105368222610</id><published>2009-07-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:33:53.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sl09CSa64lI/AAAAAAAAANE/rI93RVvUGZo/s1600-h/1165469253_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358506241154540114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sl09CSa64lI/AAAAAAAAANE/rI93RVvUGZo/s400/1165469253_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sl08Q4VeLFI/AAAAAAAAAM0/mhaZ11ldGcY/s1600-h/Ojos_magicos_100.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mi amor,&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto tiempo te eh esperado, aqui&lt;br /&gt;Tanto eh deseado verte que hoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me siento, Feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sl087A3CtPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ADmPZkTDeI4/s1600-h/Ojos_magicos_100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358506116181570802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sl087A3CtPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/ADmPZkTDeI4/s400/Ojos_magicos_100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PORQUE CON TAN SOLO UNA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MIRADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ME DISTE TODA LA FELICIDAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;QUE NECESITABA♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;El efecto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;de tus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;ojos dorados&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/5225025666696092972-8284308105368222610?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/8284308105368222610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/mi-amor-cuanto-tiempo-te-eh-esperado.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/8284308105368222610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/8284308105368222610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/mi-amor-cuanto-tiempo-te-eh-esperado.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sl09CSa64lI/AAAAAAAAANE/rI93RVvUGZo/s72-c/1165469253_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-1970088865127789902</id><published>2009-07-14T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T01:14:19.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Slw9xhzy1NI/AAAAAAAAAME/iU4-9TAKD1M/s1600-h/1235874439106_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358225577762542802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Slw9xhzy1NI/AAAAAAAAAME/iU4-9TAKD1M/s400/1235874439106_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ESO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;QUIERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;YO !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-1970088865127789902?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1970088865127789902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/m-o-r-eso-quiero-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1970088865127789902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1970088865127789902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/m-o-r-eso-quiero-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Slw9xhzy1NI/AAAAAAAAAME/iU4-9TAKD1M/s72-c/1235874439106_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-5309261614542033247</id><published>2009-07-14T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:45:21.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Slw26D1zZzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/suTaInIulak/s1600-h/1225503528222_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358218027755333426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Slw26D1zZzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/suTaInIulak/s400/1225503528222_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;chula ven chula, fuera del planeta ella es&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y yo si qe he buscao en el monton pero no hay otra igual&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y yo daria lo que tngo pa poderte agarrar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;su cuerpo escutural me pone alucinar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;se que ella t drrite si la pueds tocar&lt;br /&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/5225025666696092972-5309261614542033247?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/5309261614542033247/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/chula-ven-chula-fuera-del-planeta-ella.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/5309261614542033247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/5309261614542033247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/chula-ven-chula-fuera-del-planeta-ella.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Slw26D1zZzI/AAAAAAAAAL8/suTaInIulak/s72-c/1225503528222_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-1633453815174778987</id><published>2009-07-14T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:40:16.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Slw2DXdFVAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/eh0n5f35CBQ/s1600-h/1237333224917_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358217088127554562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Slw2DXdFVAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/eh0n5f35CBQ/s400/1237333224917_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aprendí a quitar al tiempo los segundos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tu me hiciste ver el cielo aún más profundo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Junto a ti creo que aumenté más de tres kilos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Con tus tantos dulces besos repartidos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desarrollaste mi sentido del olfato&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y fue por ti que aprendí a querer los gatos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Despegaste del cemento mis zapatos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Para escapar los dos volando un rato...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5225025666696092972-1633453815174778987?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1633453815174778987/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/aprendi-quitar-al-tiempo-los-segundos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1633453815174778987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1633453815174778987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/aprendi-quitar-al-tiempo-los-segundos.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Slw2DXdFVAI/AAAAAAAAAL0/eh0n5f35CBQ/s72-c/1237333224917_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-4230506105330250179</id><published>2009-07-14T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:24:54.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwyVuXz7oI/AAAAAAAAALk/WD1cCYdB-xA/s1600-h/Captura+de+pantalla+completa+14052009+152212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358213005470592642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwyVuXz7oI/AAAAAAAAALk/WD1cCYdB-xA/s400/Captura+de+pantalla+completa+14052009+152212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Cada día trae siempre lo qe no pasó&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoy tenes camino libre, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ya sabes qe es peor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi canción es muy sencilla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;y contiene una verdad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;en el pozo más oscuro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;puede haber felicidad.&lt;br /&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/5225025666696092972-4230506105330250179?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/4230506105330250179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/cada-dia-trae-siempre-lo-qe-no-paso-hoy.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/4230506105330250179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/4230506105330250179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/cada-dia-trae-siempre-lo-qe-no-paso-hoy.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwyVuXz7oI/AAAAAAAAALk/WD1cCYdB-xA/s72-c/Captura+de+pantalla+completa+14052009+152212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-5290958199108060246</id><published>2009-07-13T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:01:58.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwtRgUhHII/AAAAAAAAALc/RsRTh0Y9VCU/s1600-h/1245676697989_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358207435421064322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwtRgUhHII/AAAAAAAAALc/RsRTh0Y9VCU/s400/1245676697989_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cuenta esa vieja historia,que a pesar de todo algunas cosas quedan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Los momentos vividos, recuerdos que van a quedar en lo profundo del alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Nada puede hacerte olvidar que anduvimos el mismo camino y las cosas que hicimos fue porque quisimos estar de nuevo en este lugar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A pesar de los errores,a pesar de los defectos y virtudes guardo en mi los mejores momentos que van a quedar en lo profundo del alma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Deja todo y no lo pienses más no se puede olvidar lo vivido,y tus seres queridos te extrañan cuando ya no estás no quieren llorarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No te compliques más siempre hay una razón;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tratar de revivir, Tratar de estar mejor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&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/5225025666696092972-5290958199108060246?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/5290958199108060246/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/cuenta-esa-vieja-historiaque-pesar-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/5290958199108060246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/5290958199108060246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/cuenta-esa-vieja-historiaque-pesar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwtRgUhHII/AAAAAAAAALc/RsRTh0Y9VCU/s72-c/1245676697989_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-3504439034041676590</id><published>2009-07-13T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:43:30.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwmLGM7arI/AAAAAAAAALM/Bdpdwodo_7M/s1600-h/6660_1172604681012_1404893530_473240_1448276_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358199628749302450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwmLGM7arI/AAAAAAAAALM/Bdpdwodo_7M/s400/6660_1172604681012_1404893530_473240_1448276_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YO SOLO QUIERO HACER MI VIDA, SIN QUE TE IMPORTE,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIERO VER LA VIDA, COMO SI FUERA MENTIRA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIERO PENSAR SOLO POR HOY, QUE TODO ES ROSA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUNQUE LOS 2 SABEMOS BIEN, QUE NO ES ASI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIERO QE SIENTAS HOY, LO QUE ESTOI SINTIENDO YO, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIERO QUE VEAS EL CIELO COMO YO, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIERO VERTE A LOS OJOS, Y VERME REFLEJADA ALLÍ, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SABIENDO QE JAMÁS ME DEJARAS IR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIERO CONTARTE QUE POR TI BAJARIA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EL SOL, LA LUNA Y LAS ESTRELLAS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PORQUE SON NUESTRAS, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PORQE ERES BUENO DE DIA, COMO YO DE NOCHE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TÚ SOLO ENTIENDES QUE PASA AQUI, Y AHORA MISMO,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TU SOLO SABES DONDE ENCONTRARME, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOLO TU SABES QE YO ESTARE AHI, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIN PLANEARLO, TE ENCONTRARE EN EL MOMENTO EN QUE MAS NECESITE TU PRECENSIA, PORQUE ESTO ES NUESTRO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIERO QUE TENGAMOS LA SONRISA MAS LINDA,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y QE NOS AMEMOS MAS DIA A DIA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIERO QE VOS SEAS MIO, Y QUIERO SER TUYA, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODA LA VIDA. HOY Y SIEMPRE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESTE ES UN SECRETO ENTRE VOS Y YO, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO SE LO DIGAS A NADIE, PORQE PIERDE LA MAGIA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COSAS TAN SIMPLES QE NO PUEDES VER, PORQE NO QUIERES HACERLO, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERO ABRI LOS OJOS, MIRA ENFRENTE TUYO, Y AHI ESTARE YO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y NADIE MAS! PORQUE YO SOI LA QE TE AMO ASI TAL CUAL SOS♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHH, RECUERDA NO CONTARSELO A NADIE SI ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROMESA ENTRE TU Y YO, Y NADIE MAS Ok?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;CRUSEMOS LA LÍNEA Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;LUEGO CAPAS QE TE DEJE IR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;(MENTIRA, JAMAS LO HARIA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-3504439034041676590?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/3504439034041676590/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/yo-solo-quiero-hacer-mi-vida-sin-que-te.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3504439034041676590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3504439034041676590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/yo-solo-quiero-hacer-mi-vida-sin-que-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwmLGM7arI/AAAAAAAAALM/Bdpdwodo_7M/s72-c/6660_1172604681012_1404893530_473240_1448276_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-7610227573691633840</id><published>2009-07-13T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:28:50.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwlH7PRnCI/AAAAAAAAALE/pzUzowSJY0g/s1600-h/5253_1191700313293_1251949632_30547758_8305266_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358198474755120162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwlH7PRnCI/AAAAAAAAALE/pzUzowSJY0g/s400/5253_1191700313293_1251949632_30547758_8305266_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO QUIERO QE ME RETES, NO QUIERO QE MANEJES MI VIDA,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;NONONONO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Solo quiero ser Yo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&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/5225025666696092972-7610227573691633840?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7610227573691633840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-quiero-qe-me-retes-no-quiero-qe.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7610227573691633840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7610227573691633840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-quiero-qe-me-retes-no-quiero-qe.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwlH7PRnCI/AAAAAAAAALE/pzUzowSJY0g/s72-c/5253_1191700313293_1251949632_30547758_8305266_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-7062395669039835533</id><published>2009-07-06T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:10:54.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlGwGIFO5FI/AAAAAAAAAK8/xeBYqAVbcMo/s1600-h/.Pl+tmg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355255051215365202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlGwGIFO5FI/AAAAAAAAAK8/xeBYqAVbcMo/s320/.Pl+tmg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1041e4cb8b6a71cf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1041e4cb8b6a71cf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330124308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7896AE0BEA0BE1346BC65E4A7654F874D7DEDB9.85936FED0DFC292F6CDC62D141204D65ED3D9465%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1041e4cb8b6a71cf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvnnJk45TfsUDdNpvh2QbcY_MyAg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1041e4cb8b6a71cf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330124308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7896AE0BEA0BE1346BC65E4A7654F874D7DEDB9.85936FED0DFC292F6CDC62D141204D65ED3D9465%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1041e4cb8b6a71cf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvnnJk45TfsUDdNpvh2QbcY_MyAg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sin duda el mas hermoso cartel, lastima de qe no pueda tenerlo en mi mano, sino qe solamente en foto,porqe estas mui lejos mio, me encantaria haberlo tenido en mis manos, qe me lo hayas dado vos, Sin duda es el mejor video, es la mejor cancion qe podrian haber hecho en la historia, sin duda son los mejores, y todavia al verlo, me emociono con esa alegriaa como si fuera el dia en qe lo hiciste y me lo mandaste por msn, casualmente te conoci al menos para mi creo qe es asi, por flog, ese dia qe vos estabas mal, y nose porqe llegue justo al tuyo, y te pregunte porqe, y con un par de firmas, nos agregamos a los msns, y con eso basto, para saber qe sos tanto en mi vida, y qe la verdad nose si lo sabes, te volviste tan importante para mi, como una mejor amiga, y ni sii qiera te conocia ni te conosco en persona, por qe estas tan lejo, y la verdad es lo peor, siempre desee qe vivieras bien cerca mio, para poderte abrazar cuando qisiera, porqe la verdad natalio, te convertiste demasiado en mivida, no tod es como antes, qe llegabamos de la escuela nos buscabamos, y qe pasabamos horas y horas frente a una computadora hablando, y jamas nos cansabamos, pero siempre peleas entre nosotros, nos peleabas por cualqier cosa, y eso llevo a qe nos separaramos asi, qe no nos hablaramos mas, pero estoi felizx de poder tenerte aunqe sea ai en el msn presente, jamas voi a olvidar cada charla, como te conoci, cada llamda por telefono, qee con vos eran las mejores, yo odio hablar por tel, pero tu vos coredobeña la amo, amo escuchar tu voz en el telefono o en el celular diciendo OOOOOOOH JULIETAAAAA jaja y yo provocandote para qe nada mas te enojes un toqe o te ofendas y lo digas, o ese mensaje de cada mañana, como extraño eso, no solo me trae felicidad sino qe tmb tristesa porqe ya no lo vivamos mas, porqe cambiamos en si los dos. y vos jamas te vas a dar una idea de lo qe sos para mi, y de todo lo qe fuiste, de qe por pelearme con vos, hasta eh llegado a llorar, la veradad nose, es algo tan extraño la relacion qe tengo con vos, es algo mui distinto a lo demas, y me acuerdo qe dedciamos qe esperaramos a qe cumplas 18 para qe te compres un auto y me vengas a bsucar y nos fueramos juntos, jajajaja, dios qe fantasiosos qe sos, no te das una idea de todo lo qe te amo natalio, y de qe para vos estoi siempre, siempre qe me necesites, porqe sos muchisimo en mi vida, y siempre lo vas a ser, y ya se cumplio un año de qe nos conocimos, Feliz año, qe loco miamor de qe en un año hayan ppasado mas de miles de cosas, mas de miles de charlar, y de todo, gracias por la hermosa cancion, gracias sinceramente por ser vos, y gracias por haberte cruzado en mi camino, Te Amo Natalio (Martin) Sola♥ jaja aunqe no tengas segundo nombre yo te lo pongo, jajajaja, dios, sos todo todito♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Se terminó, Y está vez, No quiero más mentiras, Para qué. No quiero estar, Fingiendo amor, Crucemos esa línea, No queda otra salida. Me canse, De amarte, Y no hay, Solución, aparte. La vida fue, Cambiándome, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No siento tus caricias Como ayer&lt;/span&gt;. Aquí no hay, Otra mujer, Y hoy te estoy dejando, Voy solo caminando Me canse, de amarte, Y no hay, solución Me canse, de amarte, Y no hay, solución. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Si todo fue, Felicidad, Guardemos el recuerdo Hasta la eternidad.&lt;/span&gt; No quiero estar, Contigo más, No me preguntes nada, Me iré por la mañana. Me canse, de amarte, Y no hay, solución, Me canse, de amarte, Y no hay, solución&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Se termino-los rancheros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yo se qe te gusta esta cancion, yo se qe me la hiciste escuchar, por eso la escreibo, por qe solo me hacer acordar a vos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-7062395669039835533?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1041e4cb8b6a71cf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7062395669039835533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/sin-duda-el-mas-hermoso-cartel-lastima.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7062395669039835533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7062395669039835533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/sin-duda-el-mas-hermoso-cartel-lastima.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlGwGIFO5FI/AAAAAAAAAK8/xeBYqAVbcMo/s72-c/.Pl+tmg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-9125586541635106108</id><published>2009-07-05T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:44:47.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlGWKG8RpuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hprXveM9pO4/s1600-h/kia-lo+de+vi+(103).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355226532326516450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlGWKG8RpuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hprXveM9pO4/s400/kia-lo+de+vi+(103).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Creo qe tenemos qe charlar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;qiero qe me digas &lt;strong&gt;la verdad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;porqe me haces mal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;si ya no te sirvo matame, pero no confundas el amor, por una estupida obsecion, si ya no soi TU gran amor, mejor me voi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;y no me parece mui normal, siempre qe te llamo te negas, y si te busco nunca estas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yo te qiero mucho lo sabes, pero conmigo no jugues, si yo no soi tu gran amor, mejor me voi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;no aguanto mas, andate no vuelvas dejame en paz, porqe &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tus mentiras me hacen mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;prefiero qedarme solo, solo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Siempre llega un momento en qe hai qe ponerle puntos finales a determinadas cosas, como lo hago yo con este tema, siempre qe pongo un punto final, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;agarro un alfiler y lo apunto aca PUM, y cuando terminen los problemas lo resolvemos, ajjaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bueno, siempre qe pongo un punto final, me cuesta un huevo y medio, el no tner qe llemarte, mendrte un mensaje, mirarte, ver hacia la ventana,  todos saben qe odio hablar por telefono, pero si hablo con vos, es lo qe mas amo en el mundo, si se trata de vos siempre esta bien, simplemente te tengo a 20 metros, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;estas tan cerca pero a la vez tan lejos, qe ya nose como solucionar las cosas, entonces hago esto lo apunto y le pongo un punto final, cuando consegui despues de una mes sentirme bien, cuando me pude recuperar, volviste nuevamnte, cuando yo tenia toda mi cabeza enfocada en un buena momento en un lugar correcto, cuando la pude sintonizar, vos volviste a hacer la confucion, a hacrme ver todo de otra manera, no es porqe me hayas dicho cosas qe me hicieron cambiar de parcer, pero con un simple "hola" tuyo, las cosas cambian, y siempre va a ser asi, porqe vos sos VOS, y nadie te cambia ni reemplaza, nadie podria suplantarte JAMAS!, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;cuando me doi cuenta qe de nuevo estoi haciendo todo mal, qe de nuevo aleje gente qe qeria, cuando de nuevo me cai, de nuevo decidi poner otro punto final, cuandop de nuevo despues de tanto , despues de todo lo qe me costo, pude volver a levantarme, pude de nuevo estar bien, y hoi apareces de nuevo, cada dia, y no puedo evitarlo, no puedo evitar el amor qe te tengo, no puedo evitar el amarte tanto, no puedo evitar el mirar a la ventana, no puedo evitarte, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pero se qe esta mal de nuevo, se qe estoi completamente mal, se qe esta completamente mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hoi de nuevo, pongo mi punto final, saco mi alfiler y lo apunto aca, PUM; y listo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;aunqe no es tan facil como parece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Estoy aquí para ti, por si te interesa saberlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Tocaste mi corazón, me llegaste al alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Cambiaste mi vida y todas mis metas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;El amor es ciego y lo supe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;(ai cosas qe no se pueden esqivar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Goodbye my lover, goodbya my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;you have been the one, you have been the one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;y es qe odio amarte tanto amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;el saber qe te necesito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SOS JODIDAMENTE ESPECIAL♥&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/5225025666696092972-9125586541635106108?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/9125586541635106108/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_05.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/9125586541635106108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/9125586541635106108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlGWKG8RpuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hprXveM9pO4/s72-c/kia-lo+de+vi+(103).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-7871555229097217779</id><published>2009-07-05T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:06:56.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentaciones</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlGTcHLpm-I/AAAAAAAAAKs/9mmlxHqsNfU/s1600-h/variadito+fin+de+a%C3%91O+354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355223543093763042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlGTcHLpm-I/AAAAAAAAAKs/9mmlxHqsNfU/s400/variadito+fin+de+a%C3%91O+354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;si es &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;una tentacion&lt;/span&gt;,qeres hacerla  posible y cuanto antes mejor, si puede ser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pero &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no siempre&lt;/span&gt; te llevan por buen camino&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&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/5225025666696092972-7871555229097217779?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7871555229097217779/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/tentaciones.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7871555229097217779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7871555229097217779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/tentaciones.html' title='Tentaciones'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlGTcHLpm-I/AAAAAAAAAKs/9mmlxHqsNfU/s72-c/variadito+fin+de+a%C3%91O+354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-1503978898651187938</id><published>2009-07-02T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T18:17:51.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sk1br19_aPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/5ckplZ2JAQc/s1600-h/geuyhrtyeturtu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354036340792977650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sk1br19_aPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/5ckplZ2JAQc/s400/geuyhrtyeturtu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.ojala me atreva a ser mas asesino de los cuentos para no soñarte.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-1503978898651187938?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1503978898651187938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_02.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1503978898651187938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1503978898651187938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sk1br19_aPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/5ckplZ2JAQc/s72-c/geuyhrtyeturtu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-4600513409868941471</id><published>2009-07-02T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T18:08:57.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sk1Y78L7zZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6g28CIYfTF8/s1600-h/%C3%91SOJFDASJFSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354033318805097874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sk1Y78L7zZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6g28CIYfTF8/s400/%C3%91SOJFDASJFSA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Solo si haces que todos te odien estarás preparado para la vida y esperarás nada de los demás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Es mas facil criticar que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;FIJARSE EN UNO MISMO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;NO hay piedra en el camino que no sirva para tu propio CRECIMIENTO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;La envidia mata, lo mejor que se puede hacer es &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;disfrtuar su propia vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nose porqe pero las cuatro cosas se relacionan en algo si te pones a pensar, fijate bien, y vas a saber ☺&lt;a class="quickedit" title="Editar" onclick="'return" href="http://www.blogger.com/rearrange?blogID=6554504896331748385&amp;amp;widgetType=Image&amp;amp;widgetId=Image6&amp;amp;action=editWidget" target="configImage6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-4600513409868941471?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/4600513409868941471/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/solo-si-haces-que-todos-te-odien.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/4600513409868941471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/4600513409868941471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/solo-si-haces-que-todos-te-odien.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Sk1Y78L7zZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6g28CIYfTF8/s72-c/%C3%91SOJFDASJFSA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-2215742159825096010</id><published>2009-07-01T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:14:55.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkwJ7417ogI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cQtVtIB8ruU/s1600-h/img065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353664981512200706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkwJ7417ogI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cQtVtIB8ruU/s400/img065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NO DEJES DE SONREIR&lt;/span&gt; nunca; ni tan siquiera cuando estés triste, porque nunca sabes quién se puede enamorar de tu sonrisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-2215742159825096010?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/2215742159825096010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-dejes-de-sonreir-nunca-ni-tan.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/2215742159825096010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/2215742159825096010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-dejes-de-sonreir-nunca-ni-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkwJ7417ogI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cQtVtIB8ruU/s72-c/img065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-3726623664824107469</id><published>2009-07-01T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T09:58:02.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkuVQ4iJpVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Gy5WfxkYjrM/s1600-h/37.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"No hay remedio para la vida y la muerte, salvo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disfrutar el intervalo."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353536699346036050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkuVQ4iJpVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Gy5WfxkYjrM/s320/37.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-3726623664824107469?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/3726623664824107469/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-hay-remedio-para-la-vida-y-la-muerte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3726623664824107469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3726623664824107469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-hay-remedio-para-la-vida-y-la-muerte.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkuVQ4iJpVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Gy5WfxkYjrM/s72-c/37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-3780754644584750598</id><published>2009-06-30T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:26:39.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La perfeccion de los soberbios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkrZby10TjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PkCKQQI5pX4/s1600-h/4882_1156373879082_1519779136_30396393_5224331_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353330178610449970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkrZby10TjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PkCKQQI5pX4/s400/4882_1156373879082_1519779136_30396393_5224331_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;HELLO VACASIONESS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;igual dudo qe sean las mejores en si , las PEORES; si llega a cerrar todo, yo morire, a donde ire ? qe hare de mi vida, todo un mes ? ehehe decime vos, jajaja la verdad qe nose, esta gripe de mierda, no veo la hora de qe se termine YA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;los hombres son todos unos dominados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* dice: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;chocolateeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;crees qe tengo razon o no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* dice : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nose si sabias pero chocolate se dice, por chocolate por la noticia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;siiiii ya sabia eeeeeso :J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;¿serias feliz si todo el mundo te siguiera y tu decir produjera lo que&lt;br /&gt;otros fueran?&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera así, como vos, ¿seria este un mundo mejor, si fuera así&lt;br /&gt;como vos?&lt;br /&gt;¿podría abolir la ambición que engaña y alienta para aplaudir el&lt;br /&gt;horror que el odio orquesta?&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera gentil, como vos, puro, sin prejuicios y siempre feliz, como&lt;br /&gt;vos ¿seria un nuevo mundo?&lt;br /&gt;Pensá antes de contestar&lt;br /&gt;La perfección de los soberbios no ve más allá&lt;br /&gt;De otra miopía social&lt;br /&gt;La megalomanía del idiota al discriminar&lt;br /&gt;¿que pensás?&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera así, como vos, ¿sería este un mundo mejor si fuera así&lt;br /&gt;como vos? ¿sería un mundo mejor?&lt;br /&gt;Y si alguien te llega a preguntar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;¿que vas a decir?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-3780754644584750598?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/3780754644584750598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-vacasioness-igual-dudo-qe-sean.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3780754644584750598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3780754644584750598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-vacasioness-igual-dudo-qe-sean.html' title='La perfeccion de los soberbios'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkrZby10TjI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PkCKQQI5pX4/s72-c/4882_1156373879082_1519779136_30396393_5224331_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-5554666016451300239</id><published>2009-06-30T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:48:32.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkrNpAU0i8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/HM32-PXho8Y/s1600-h/WWWWWWWWWWWWWOW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353317211428916162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkrNpAU0i8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/HM32-PXho8Y/s400/WWWWWWWWWWWWWOW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Quizas amaste a quien no debiste amar, tomaste una decision fatal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;te lastimaron y eso te hizo mal, yo lo tube qe pagar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quisas el te engaño y no te amo de verdad&lt;/strong&gt;, fue una aventura un juego y nada mas, nunca te dieeron la oportunidad, yo lo tube qe pagar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;[....] y del amor  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nadie se salva&lt;/span&gt;, por qe engañarnos asi, como m encanta qe me qieras[...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Si te tienes fe, puedes ganar esta carrera con los ojos cerrados !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-5554666016451300239?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/5554666016451300239/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/quizas-amaste-quien-no-debiste-amar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/5554666016451300239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/5554666016451300239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/quizas-amaste-quien-no-debiste-amar.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkrNpAU0i8I/AAAAAAAAAJs/HM32-PXho8Y/s72-c/WWWWWWWWWWWWWOW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-213842083030113181</id><published>2009-06-30T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:09:55.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkrCq0Wl28I/AAAAAAAAAJk/i7oRVYsQGcI/s1600-h/5072_1175290386787_1363918055_30488188_5991610_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353305147946949570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkrCq0Wl28I/AAAAAAAAAJk/i7oRVYsQGcI/s400/5072_1175290386787_1363918055_30488188_5991610_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mi vida es hermosa porque existes tu, hermosos son mis días porque veo tu luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;llevas ese fuego que hay en mi corazón, para toda mi vida tu eres la razon....oooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Es que tu cariño conmigo compartiste, y a cambio de nada tu amor me diste, ya no estoy triste, no estoy tristeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Felicidad, eso es lo que tú me das..&lt;/span&gt;felicidad, cada mañana al despertar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;felicidad, desde ti y para siempreee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Paya Mia♥&lt;/span&gt;Qe seria sin vos&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/5225025666696092972-213842083030113181?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/213842083030113181/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/mi-vida-es-hermosa-porque-existes-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/213842083030113181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/213842083030113181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/mi-vida-es-hermosa-porque-existes-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkrCq0Wl28I/AAAAAAAAAJk/i7oRVYsQGcI/s72-c/5072_1175290386787_1363918055_30488188_5991610_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-7678318271219903142</id><published>2009-06-28T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:42:47.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Ske0H6UCf5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/xaOcj2imXYw/s1600-h/sdgfdhdfj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352444730158514066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Ske0H6UCf5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/xaOcj2imXYw/s200/sdgfdhdfj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Son cosas del amor, son cosas de verdad, llegan cuando menos te lo esperas y mientras mas qieras menos lo podras olvidar, son cosas qe debes entender, son cosas qe te van a pasar, el amor siempre va a llegar y siempre se qedara, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;son cosas del amor el no poder borrar el qe primero llego, son cosas qe no podras entender, son cosas qe nada inagualara,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mientras mas qieras olvidar mas vas a recordar, son cosas del amor, qe te hagan reir  qe te hagan llorar, qe te valla bien qe te valla mal, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ya no llores mas, son cosas qe tienen qe pasar, tu vida no tendria sentido si no pudieras amar, el amor es parte de tu vida, pero mientras mas lo busqes menos te llegara &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;son cosas qe te pasan cuando menos lo esperas, son cosas qe las tenes qe disfrutar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; son cosas del amor, son cosas de mi edad, son cosas qe nadie podra evitar, son cosas de las cuales jamas podras escapar ni tampoco podras evitar, son cosas qe es seguro  te pasaran, es algo dificil es algo qe no tiene explicacion, son cosas qe jamas entenderas, solo tiene qe llegar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Skezfhx5nkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/OCgi0AN9Ddg/s1600-h/con+las+chuchis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352444036378107458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Skezfhx5nkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/OCgi0AN9Ddg/s400/con+las+chuchis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuando te sientas mal, solo debes gritar, grita bien fuerte para poder descargar♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-7678318271219903142?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7678318271219903142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/son-cosas-del-amor-son-cosas-de-verdad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7678318271219903142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7678318271219903142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/son-cosas-del-amor-son-cosas-de-verdad.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/Ske0H6UCf5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/xaOcj2imXYw/s72-c/sdgfdhdfj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-2625583938943065893</id><published>2009-06-28T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:06:20.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeuqAmrbYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GofpZzAc0M8/s1600-h/FLDGSDSD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352438718893092226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeuqAmrbYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GofpZzAc0M8/s320/FLDGSDSD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ya no llores muchachita, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no estes pensando en él,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;eres apenas una niña y empiezas a aprender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por hoy se fue un amor, quizas mañana volverá&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no debes llorar mas, pronto lo olvidaras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeujlOOtFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Lz68cLkKxEk/s1600-h/rklsdfdsgsd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352438608463574098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeujlOOtFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Lz68cLkKxEk/s400/rklsdfdsgsd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Son cosas del amor, son cosas de tu edad,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tu debes entender, tenia que pasar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,si quieres un amor sincero, aqui estoy yo,yo si te quiero de verdad.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Son cosas del amor, que te valla bien, que te valla mal,&lt;/span&gt;son cosas del amor, que te haran reir que te haran llorar,son cosas del amor, que haya llegado yo a tu corazon,son cosas del amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeuDpI2s7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/F7ZHLDlQNww/s1600-h/WET+ERYREE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352438059758957490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeuDpI2s7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/F7ZHLDlQNww/s320/WET+ERYREE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ya no llores muchachita, no estes pensando en él, eres apenas una niña y empiezas a aprender. Por hoy se fue un amor, quizas mañana volverá no debes llorar mas,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;pronto lo olvidaras.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Son cosas del amor, son cosas de tu edad,tu debes entender, tenia que pasar,si quieres un amor sincero, aqui estoy yo, yo si te quiero de verdad.Son cosas del amor, que te vallas bien, que te valla mal,son cosas del amor, que te haran reir que te haran llorar,son cosas del amor, que haya llegado yo a tu corazon, son cosas del amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5225025666696092972-2625583938943065893?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/2625583938943065893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/ya-no-llores-muchachita-no-estes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/2625583938943065893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/2625583938943065893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/ya-no-llores-muchachita-no-estes.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeuqAmrbYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GofpZzAc0M8/s72-c/FLDGSDSD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-1119692871758051820</id><published>2009-06-28T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:59:46.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeRr9_e36I/AAAAAAAAAI0/yZR5sVFqAKA/s1600-h/n1519779136_30259937_468794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352406866714353570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeRr9_e36I/AAAAAAAAAI0/yZR5sVFqAKA/s200/n1519779136_30259937_468794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeRnuWVcoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/y0dHJQR2Dlk/s1600-h/n1519779136_30259937_468794.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeRSDoKhuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/0gFll3qOhOw/s1600-h/n1519779136_30259937_468794.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A ti que me dejaste solo incluso cuando estabas en mi compañía, A ti ya no te queda nada, A ti ya no te queda nada, nada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeRMPFAl1I/AAAAAAAAAIc/dwb1rX_48II/s1600-h/n1519779136_30259937_468794.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;te estoy hablando a ti porque no hay nadie más que entienda lo que digo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeRDsOpIwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/EOi8QbGW0xs/s1600-h/n1519779136_30259937_468794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352406174751335170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeRDsOpIwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/EOi8QbGW0xs/s200/n1519779136_30259937_468794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A ti te estoy hablando a ti aunque te importe poco, lo que estoy diciendo.A ti te estoy hablando a ti aunque es perder el tiempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeQq9i4UZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nyK_3nYBhrs/s1600-h/n1519779136_30259937_468794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352405749902889362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeQq9i4UZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/nyK_3nYBhrs/s400/n1519779136_30259937_468794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; A ti ya no te queda nada, y a mi me queda por lo menos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Este síndrome incurable de quererte tanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si nunca dije la verdad, fue porqe la verdad siempre fue una mentira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5225025666696092972-1119692871758051820?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1119692871758051820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/ti-que-me-dejaste-solo-incluso-cuando.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1119692871758051820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1119692871758051820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/ti-que-me-dejaste-solo-incluso-cuando.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeRr9_e36I/AAAAAAAAAI0/yZR5sVFqAKA/s72-c/n1519779136_30259937_468794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-16582921344174856</id><published>2009-06-28T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:30:50.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DETRAS DE CAMARA :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkeKiyMcyII/AAAAAAAAAIE/mOSTESeILjA/s1600-h/dormidas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352399012347299970" style="FLOAT: left; 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href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/facil-de-sentir-dificil-de-explicar.html' title='FACIL DE SENTIR, DIFICIL DE EXPLICAR♥'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZ_ofaEFwI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fpv8cjPr9o8/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-5595435293452114649</id><published>2009-06-27T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:14:34.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos hermosos♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZ7AmvyEHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/h2f_vnb9Ejo/s1600-h/3082_1128018712913_1000551990_398631_4506481_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352100457507590258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZ7AmvyEHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/h2f_vnb9Ejo/s320/3082_1128018712913_1000551990_398631_4506481_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WISH I COULD CARRY YOUR SMILE IN MY HEART FOR TIMES WHEN MY LIFE FEELS SO LOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT WOULD MAKE ME BELIEVE WHAT TOMORROW COULD BRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN TODAY DOESN´T REALLY KNOW, DOESN´T REALLY KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZ6cj09s-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/sZx17ZI1yQo/s1600-h/skndlasga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352099838248727522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZ6cj09s-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/sZx17ZI1yQo/s320/skndlasga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The smile on your face lets me know that you need me, There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me The touch of your hand says you'll catch me when ever I fall You say it best, when you say nothing at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;♫♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;te qiero muchisimmmmmmmmmmmmmmmo, ♥ gracias a vos, pot todo , por tannto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hoy note un instinto, algo distinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;En q me fije, esa mirada, esa sonrisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Q de lejos me distes&lt;br /&gt;Quiero decirte mil cosas, estamos creciendo Lo has notado… yo lo se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No se si estoy confundido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No te enojes conmigo♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Te das cuenta qe entre nosotros siempre es melancolia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;es lo qe compartimos sieeeeeeeeeeeeeempre , jajajaja !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;te qiero pescadito mio :P&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/5225025666696092972-5595435293452114649?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/5595435293452114649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/momentos-hermosos.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/5595435293452114649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/5595435293452114649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/momentos-hermosos.html' title='Momentos hermosos♥'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZ7AmvyEHI/AAAAAAAAAHE/h2f_vnb9Ejo/s72-c/3082_1128018712913_1000551990_398631_4506481_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-6003726096765205544</id><published>2009-06-27T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:29:17.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZvJaTbGyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xvM_LDXeaIQ/s1600-h/caricatura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352087414646709026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZvJaTbGyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xvM_LDXeaIQ/s200/caricatura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZvCN_24NI/AAAAAAAAAGs/aJkv-bilXb8/s1600-h/LNEDGKFNGHTH.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hay recuerdos que no voy a borrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;personas que no voy a olvidar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;hay aromas que me quiero llevar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;silencios que prefiero callar♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352087291084333266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZvCN_24NI/AAAAAAAAAGs/aJkv-bilXb8/s400/LNEDGKFNGHTH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hay secretos en el fondo del mar, personas que me quiero llevar, aromas  que no voy a olvidar, silencios que prefiero callarmientras vos jugas.♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZusPVoNAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BGw9X5wJy5I/s1600-h/Muestra+(83).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352086913486959618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZusPVoNAI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BGw9X5wJy5I/s200/Muestra+(83).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes, you will see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you mean to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Search your heart, search your soul.A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nd when you find me there you'll search no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't tell me it's not worth trying for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't tell me it's not worth dying for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everything I do, I do it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZumZfNmxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/I1ax96hPQA4/s1600-h/Muestra+(467).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352086813132299026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZumZfNmxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/I1ax96hPQA4/s200/Muestra+(467).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZuak535ZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0ghkOT2E0IA/s1600-h/Muestra+(236).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352086610038482322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZuak535ZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0ghkOT2E0IA/s320/Muestra+(236).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZuKFln1mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/K_sAf-9m6Cg/s1600-h/Muestra+(66).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352086326754137698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZuKFln1mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/K_sAf-9m6Cg/s400/Muestra+(66).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To keep dancing wherever we go next. It's like catching lighting, The chances we finding someone like you .&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's one in a million the chances we feeling the way we do&lt;/span&gt; And with every step together .We just keep on getting better So can I have this dance? Can I have this dance? Can I have this dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/5225025666696092972-6003726096765205544?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/6003726096765205544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/hay-recuerdos-que-no-voy-borrar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/6003726096765205544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/6003726096765205544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/hay-recuerdos-que-no-voy-borrar.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZvJaTbGyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xvM_LDXeaIQ/s72-c/caricatura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-4984529279551137989</id><published>2009-06-27T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:57:31.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiacha y Julacha, Wonders♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZppwu__yI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2W4ZpcY1EPA/s1600-h/104_0670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352081373354000162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZppwu__yI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2W4ZpcY1EPA/s200/104_0670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUSTO Y NECESARIO♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Qe si te digo qe te qiero es lo de menos, lo importante es qe cuando estes delante, se me atranca la voz, se para mi dolor. Qe si te miro me vuelvo loco poco a poco, el tiempo se vuelve mi enemigo, si te vuelvo a mirar, creo qe voi a estallaar, qe si te siento hago locura y no me arrepiento, el sueño de mil cenizas si estoi contigo, si sabes contaar , entonces cuenta conmigo, justo y necesario qe me acerqe hoi a tus labiooos, para explicarte mil razones apra besartee eieieieie, y qiero tenerte tan cerca qe puedaa, comerte saborearte para siempre recordarte, qe te enteres de lo qe eres en mi vida y en mi ser, eres mi voz mi religion, mi sentido y mi controool, mi control♫si no te tengo me consume la locura, juego a adivinar el paso del tiempo, memoriso el techo, me hago amigo del suelo, qe si los sueños se eqivocan otra vez y la realidad te hace desapareceer, volvere a jugarr, volvere a odiaar, tu pasado recuerdo, presente en mi mente, grabado a fuego entre mi alma y mi piel, fuego qe se me sugiere, fuego qe se vuelve nieve, justo y necesarioo ...♫♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZpZGGvcTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2uQuPRxNqzM/s1600-h/variadito+fin+de+a%C3%91O+340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352081087032946994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZpZGGvcTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/2uQuPRxNqzM/s200/variadito+fin+de+a%C3%91O+340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZoaYd-vJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/DyT1Rv8ELEM/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCAAK4HM42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352080009630497938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZoaYd-vJI/AAAAAAAAAF0/DyT1Rv8ELEM/s200/GetAttachmentCAAK4HM42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccffff;"&gt; bailando asi, tu no sabes como me probocas, me acerco a ti, con ganas de besarte la bocaaa, bailando asi, tu no sabes lo qe yo qisiera, yo se qe tu eres toda una fiera y qe qieres candela tu, y yo voi a tocarte toda esta noche te voi a hacer mi señora poco a poco tu veras qe te enamoras, es qe tu bailas de una forma qe provoca tenerte besarte y tocarte♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZnkrewpuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/j8GA1Q6almg/s1600-h/CON+KIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352079087021106914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZnkrewpuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/j8GA1Q6almg/s400/CON+KIA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SON COSAS INEXPLICABLES, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SON COSAS QE SOLO NOSOTRAS ENTENDEMOS,&lt;/span&gt; WONDERRSSS POR SIEMPRE♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZnBy_luzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0_ljUuLj4z0/s1600-h/con+kia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352078487742430002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZnBy_luzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0_ljUuLj4z0/s400/con+kia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; Fue una tarde de abril, fue una tarde tan gris, cuando yo la vi pasar de la mano de ese gill, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;se paseaba frente a mi, y me tube qe aguantar, la impotencia de decirle qe yo nunca la deje de amar♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5225025666696092972-4984529279551137989?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/4984529279551137989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/kiacha-y-julacha-wonders.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/4984529279551137989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/4984529279551137989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/kiacha-y-julacha-wonders.html' title='Kiacha y Julacha, Wonders♥'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZppwu__yI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2W4ZpcY1EPA/s72-c/104_0670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-1965539223041878137</id><published>2009-06-27T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:37:01.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAS MEJORES COSAS LAS VIVO A SU LADO♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;mujer fatal, mujer sensual, extremadamente cosmicaaa, dramatisas todos tus movimientos pero no comprendes lo qe yo siento ♫♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZmHgxtc8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/xTNjhTaNcqo/s1600-h/sarfshgfjkghgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352077486419964866" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;USTEDES NO SE DAN UNA IDEA DE TODO LO QE SON EN MI VIDA, SON LAS MEJORES AMIGAS QE PUEDEN EXISTIR.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LAS AMO COMO A NADA EN ESTE MUNDO, GRACIAS POR TODO, GRACIAS POR SER USTEDES, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SON TODO TODITO EN MI VIDA♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c853fc586d4b2312" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc853fc586d4b2312%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330124308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFEE9C52ABB54D4CF3341EB5413CE110D6EAABDE.2D48D9C4BB63AB796A878320ED19DAC112B65496%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc853fc586d4b2312%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddr_w9y0OynqPOd1SfvlCPF1uKfs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc853fc586d4b2312%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330124308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFEE9C52ABB54D4CF3341EB5413CE110D6EAABDE.2D48D9C4BB63AB796A878320ED19DAC112B65496%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc853fc586d4b2312%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ddr_w9y0OynqPOd1SfvlCPF1uKfs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;LOS MEJORES MOMENTOS♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-1965539223041878137?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c853fc586d4b2312&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1965539223041878137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/las-mejores-cosas-las-vivo-su-lado.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1965539223041878137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1965539223041878137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/las-mejores-cosas-las-vivo-su-lado.html' title='LAS MEJORES COSAS LAS VIVO A SU LADO♥'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZmHgxtc8I/AAAAAAAAAFc/xTNjhTaNcqo/s72-c/sarfshgfjkghgf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-2023859142005277470</id><published>2009-06-27T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:59:22.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZPV_DYlCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uLwkv2L-I34/s1600-h/primos+hermosos+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352052446297887778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZPV_DYlCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uLwkv2L-I34/s200/primos+hermosos+252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuando estés triste y preocupado. Y necesites algo de cuidado amoroso,&lt;em&gt;Y nada, nada esté bien&lt;/em&gt;. Cierra tus ojos.Y&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; piensa en mí,y pronto estaré ahí,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Para iluminar incluso tu noche más oscura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZOyN9p8nI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LyeGiGmyspE/s1600-h/DSC01813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051831825101426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZOyN9p8nI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LyeGiGmyspE/s200/DSC01813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZOXZxFzAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/24nnvHik8fo/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051371137158146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZOXZxFzAI/AAAAAAAAAE0/24nnvHik8fo/s320/30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZNzpAIdQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wUk1rK00vCU/s1600-h/ale+170-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352050756751488258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZNzpAIdQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wUk1rK00vCU/s200/ale+170-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu solo grita mi nombre Y tu sabes que donde sea que esté. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vendré corriendo, a verte otra vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Invierno, primavera, verano o otoño.&lt;em&gt;Todo lo que tienes,que hacer es llamar Y estaré ahí.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tienes un amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si el cielo sobre ti se hace más oscuro, y se llena de nubes, Y ese viejo viento del norte empieza a soplar,Mantén la calma,Y llámame en voz alta Pronto me escucharás golpeando a tu puerta.Tu solo grita mi nombre Y tu sabes que, donde sea que esté,Vendré corriendo a verte otra vezInvierno, primavera,verano o otoño.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todo lo que tienes que hacer es llamar Y estaré ahí &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;¿No es bueno saber que tienes una amigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando la gente puede ser tan fría,te lastimarán y te abandonarán. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y se llevarán tu alma si los dejas Oh, pero no los dejes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tu solo grita mi nombre Y tu sabes que donde sea que esté. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vendré corriendo a verte otra vez. Invierno, primavera, verano o otoño.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todo lo que tienes que hacer es llamar Y estaré ahí&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/5225025666696092972-2023859142005277470?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/2023859142005277470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/cuando-estes-triste-y-preocupado.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/2023859142005277470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/2023859142005277470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/cuando-estes-triste-y-preocupado.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkZPV_DYlCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uLwkv2L-I34/s72-c/primos+hermosos+252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-1474191702427453852</id><published>2009-06-26T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:56:24.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOR INEVITABLE♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWXZVDqO7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/6Zl5IoZQRvM/s1600-h/P9050100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351850193604721586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWXZVDqO7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/6Zl5IoZQRvM/s200/P9050100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; olvidate de ese hombre infiel qe te hiczo sufrir, porqe desde hoi tu vas a ser feliz junto a mi, y dejame enseñarte cuanto yo te qiero, voi a demostrarte con mi amor, qe yo NO soi igual a todos los qe amaste, qiero hacerte mia, ser tu amor♪♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWWzcaicFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5IpFeLm2kRc/s1600-h/chine+juli+y+yo+en+casi+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351849542744698962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWWzcaicFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5IpFeLm2kRc/s200/chine+juli+y+yo+en+casi+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWWSzzRHLI/AAAAAAAAADw/UdC1rcrspbM/s1600-h/camis,+chine,+juli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351848982086753458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWWSzzRHLI/AAAAAAAAADw/UdC1rcrspbM/s200/camis,+chine,+juli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWWBmM4RfI/AAAAAAAAADo/wtAh4T1EEbY/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;deja de llorar, deja de sufrir, qe ya no puedo verte mas así, el no se merece tu amor ♫&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351848686378305010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWWBmM4RfI/AAAAAAAAADo/wtAh4T1EEbY/s320/32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWV238zPnI/AAAAAAAAADg/zJb5QZ0FwCw/s1600-h/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351848502164143730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWV238zPnI/AAAAAAAAADg/zJb5QZ0FwCw/s400/34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; y hazlo mi amor, qitame este dolor, qe una vez en el pasado él me dejo♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PALABRAS QE NO ALCANZAN PARA USTEDES♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-82d99d55419ded83" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82d99d55419ded83%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330124308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4FD8DC8C50A38F718D6085DFC70C4F7B422293A.68435C430FE13D71BE24A8E3539086B4A0A2DD2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82d99d55419ded83%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkhLRg4YVvxJ2qxFabZtk0ywAvqc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D82d99d55419ded83%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330124308%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4FD8DC8C50A38F718D6085DFC70C4F7B422293A.68435C430FE13D71BE24A8E3539086B4A0A2DD2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D82d99d55419ded83%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkhLRg4YVvxJ2qxFabZtk0ywAvqc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;as divinas, porqe somo gasolina gasolina de verdad/Rakata rakata si se me pega voi a darlee, rakata rakata esta noche qiero hacerleeeeeeee.. ♫&lt;/div&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/5225025666696092972-1474191702427453852?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=82d99d55419ded83&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1474191702427453852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/amor-inevitable.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1474191702427453852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1474191702427453852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/amor-inevitable.html' title='AMOR INEVITABLE♥'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWXZVDqO7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/6Zl5IoZQRvM/s72-c/P9050100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-3600375503496250287</id><published>2009-06-26T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:37:47.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuestro mundo perfecto, nuestra historia de dos♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWS45zGucI/AAAAAAAAADI/_uSqJU26kB8/s1600-h/foto+cuatro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351845238485203394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWS45zGucI/AAAAAAAAADI/_uSqJU26kB8/s320/foto+cuatro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWR_MduDxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ECF6gQL3Prk/s1600-h/LALALALA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351844247063367442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWR_MduDxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ECF6gQL3Prk/s320/LALALALA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ella no duermee, no sale, no come, no rie, no dice nada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;se pasa los dias de noche sentada llorando en la cama, , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;preguntandose cuando va a volver, porqe el amor se fue♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWShWj9uPI/AAAAAAAAADA/j4IMkmnNjAc/s1600-h/lalalalallala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351844833889466610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 38px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWShWj9uPI/AAAAAAAAADA/j4IMkmnNjAc/s200/lalalalallala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWRmMNgfUI/AAAAAAAAACw/v27MAMlkjdU/s1600-h/P9110241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351843817498639682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWRmMNgfUI/AAAAAAAAACw/v27MAMlkjdU/s400/P9110241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El señor de la nochee, SOI MITAD HOMBRE MITAD ANIMAL♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWP9pGnlmI/AAAAAAAAACo/6Hqt7yeIct0/s1600-h/1214416417417_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351842021368108642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 59px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWP9pGnlmI/AAAAAAAAACo/6Hqt7yeIct0/s200/1214416417417_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No es culpa miaa, UO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;si la gata tuya qiere bailar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no es culpa mia UO, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;si ella se me pega descontrolao♫&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/5225025666696092972-3600375503496250287?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/3600375503496250287/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/nuestro-mundo-perfecto-nuestra-historia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3600375503496250287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3600375503496250287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/nuestro-mundo-perfecto-nuestra-historia.html' title='Nuestro mundo perfecto, nuestra historia de dos♥'/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWS45zGucI/AAAAAAAAADI/_uSqJU26kB8/s72-c/foto+cuatro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-3223286196641251491</id><published>2009-06-26T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:17:49.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWOZnYW2sI/AAAAAAAAACg/xvN-rz8LgOE/s1600-h/104_0667-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351840302918720194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWOZnYW2sI/AAAAAAAAACg/xvN-rz8LgOE/s400/104_0667-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me pasan cosas qe no comprendo♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWNMshyWVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5XBPIT-6jrg/s1600-h/P9110320copia.JPG"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWNaUk9FNI/AAAAAAAAACY/O0fRPXw-FD4/s1600-h/para+jaaaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351839215539524818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWNaUk9FNI/AAAAAAAAACY/O0fRPXw-FD4/s200/para+jaaaz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWNMshyWVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5XBPIT-6jrg/s1600-h/P9110320copia.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Estoi distinta ai algo nuevo♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351838981450520914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWNMshyWVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5XBPIT-6jrg/s320/P9110320copia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;estas en todo lo qe yo pienso, sueño despierta con tu mirada♥ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;y si me miras me siento rara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWM9GJEvDI/AAAAAAAAACI/pVwAgldRHpY/s1600-h/ESTAAAAA+POSTEEEEEEEEEEO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351838713448283186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWM9GJEvDI/AAAAAAAAACI/pVwAgldRHpY/s200/ESTAAAAA+POSTEEEEEEEEEEO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Te qiero nunca lo dije, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te qiero y nunca me lo dijeron,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te qiero lo digo suave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te qiero y nadie lo sabe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te qiero mi mas qe amigo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te qiero y todo tiene sentido, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te qiero como en los cuentos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;MI PRINCIPE AZUL TE QIERO♥♫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWLufRK1-I/AAAAAAAAAB4/O8eQDk5VT7g/s1600-h/1221417463669_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWLad7fPWI/AAAAAAAAABw/b6isudKiEjQ/s1600-h/ASJDKSAHFASF.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/5225025666696092972-3223286196641251491?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/3223286196641251491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-pasan-cosas-qe-no-comprendo-estoi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3223286196641251491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/3223286196641251491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-pasan-cosas-qe-no-comprendo-estoi.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWOZnYW2sI/AAAAAAAAACg/xvN-rz8LgOE/s72-c/104_0667-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-1138757658075926645</id><published>2009-06-26T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:45:44.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWG7hpVJqI/AAAAAAAAABo/e8L4LLEBa9s/s1600-h/Muestra+(482).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351832089401829026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWG7hpVJqI/AAAAAAAAABo/e8L4LLEBa9s/s400/Muestra+(482).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWGz9fTdfI/AAAAAAAAABg/-HZuVUBWXI0/s1600-h/Muestra+(482).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;♫ Atrapado en tus redes por amor, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;en los lasos de seda de tu prision, Hoy te digo qe te entrego en corazon, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi amor te entrego el corazon♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5225025666696092972-1138757658075926645?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1138757658075926645/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/atrapado-en-tus-redes-por-amor-en-los.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1138757658075926645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/1138757658075926645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/atrapado-en-tus-redes-por-amor-en-los.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkWG7hpVJqI/AAAAAAAAABo/e8L4LLEBa9s/s72-c/Muestra+(482).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-5591947909328516189</id><published>2009-06-26T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:27:12.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwzKVnITxI/AAAAAAAAALs/6IsesUt9kb0/s1600-h/1234449271665_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358213909357022994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwzKVnITxI/AAAAAAAAALs/6IsesUt9kb0/s400/1234449271665_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seguramente hay un rumbo, posiblemente y de muchas maneras personal y unico.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Posiblemente haya un rumbo, seguramente y de muchas maneras &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;el mismo para todos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hay un rumbo seguro y de alguna manera posible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;De manera que habra que encontrar ese rumbo y empezar a recorrerlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Y posiblemente habrá que arrancar solo y sorprenderse al encontrar, más adelante en el camino, a todos los que seguramente van en la misma direccion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Este rumbo ultimo, solitario, personal y definitivo, seria bueno olvidarlo, es nuestro puente hacia los demas, el unico punto de conexion que nos une irremediablemente al mundo de lo que es.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Llamemos al destino final como cada uno quiera: felicidad, autorrealizacion, elevacion, iluminacion, darse cuenta, paz, exito, cim, o simplemente final... lo mismo da.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Todos sabemos que arribar con bien alli es nuestro desafio.Habra &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;quienes se pierdan en el trayecto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; y se condenena &lt;em&gt;llegar un poco tarde&lt;/em&gt; y habra tambien quienes encuentren un atajo y se transformen en expertos guias para los demas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Algunos de estos guias me han enseñado que hay muchas formas de llegar, infinitos accesos, miles de maneras, decenas de&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; rutas que nos llevan por el rumbo correcto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Caminos que transitaremos uno por uno. Sin embargo, hay algunos caminos que forman parte de todas las rutas trazadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Caminos que no se pueden esquivar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caminos que habra que recorrer si uno pretende seguir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caminos donde aprenderemos&lt;/strong&gt; lo que es imprescindible saber para acceder al ultimo tramo.Para mi estos caminos imprescindibles son cuatro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;El primero, el camino de la aceptacion definitiva de la responsabilidad sobre la propia vida, que yo llamo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;El camino de la Autodependencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;El segundo, el camino del descubrimiento del otro, del amor , que llamo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;El camino del Encuentro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;El tercero, el camino de las perdidas y de los duelos, que llamo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;El camino de las Lagrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;El cuarto y ultimo, el camino de la completud de la busqueda del sentido que llamo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;El camino de la Felicidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A lo largo de mi propio viaje he vivido consultando los apuntes que otros dejaron de sus viajes y he usado parte de mi tiempo en trazar mis propios mapas del recorrido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mis mapas de estos cuatro caminos se contribuyeron en estos años en hojas de ruta que me ayudaron a retomar el rumbo cada vez que me perdia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Quizas estas hojas de ruta puedan servir a algunos de los que, como yo, suelen perder el rumbo, y quizas, tambien, a aquellos que sean capaces de encontrar atajos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;De todas maneras el mapa nunca es el territorio y habra que ir corrigiendo el recorrido cada vez que nuestra propia experiencia encuentre un error del cartografo. Solo asi arreglamos a la sima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ojala nos encontremos alli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Querra decir que ustedes han llegado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Querra decir que lo consegui tambien yo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/5225025666696092972-5591947909328516189?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/5591947909328516189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/sin-borrar-la-sonrisa-seguramente-hay.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/5591947909328516189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/5591947909328516189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/sin-borrar-la-sonrisa-seguramente-hay.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SlwzKVnITxI/AAAAAAAAALs/6IsesUt9kb0/s72-c/1234449271665_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-7272643263849674731</id><published>2009-06-26T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:01:25.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkV8QTSIgAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rSz8vUrTLss/s1600-h/alallalalal+yo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351820351695781890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkV8QTSIgAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rSz8vUrTLss/s400/alallalalal+yo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;♫  Solo qiero verte reir, solo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;qiero hacerte feliz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;solo qiero darte mi amor, TODO mi amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;qedate hoy, qedate aqi   ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5225025666696092972-7272643263849674731?l=julietaazeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7272643263849674731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/solo-qiero-verte-reir-solo-qiero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7272643263849674731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5225025666696092972/posts/default/7272643263849674731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julietaazeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/solo-qiero-verte-reir-solo-qiero.html' title=''/><author><name>Julieta.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09264084151556353244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SzWS6qfDyxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/f1rk6jH7MPs/S220/Muestra+(3).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkV8QTSIgAI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rSz8vUrTLss/s72-c/alallalalal+yo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5225025666696092972.post-2579987600982164776</id><published>2009-06-26T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:53:46.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somos el aceite mezclado con agua, pero nos resultó♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cYErIi_tB1I/SkV683YGpWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZFFPtuAHJ0k/s1600-h/1232734348113_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351818918275491170" style="DISPLAY: block; 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