<?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-6061279142030322582</id><updated>2011-09-22T23:23:19.926-07:00</updated><category term='Text'/><category term='vida'/><category term='ocasos'/><category term='hurts'/><category term='U'/><category term='Manu'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Jossy'/><category term='Alou'/><category term='Knary'/><category term='Thing´s'/><category term='Alain'/><category term='ISOTOPOS'/><category term='love'/><category term='Motoko'/><category term='Task'/><title type='text'>Not see, Hear and Speak</title><subtitle type='html'>La réflexion d'un trauma ancien</subtitle><link 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TQqAkn2GZmI/AAAAAAAAAMk/95kZyFptSNU/s400/1280446208646_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551390857347098210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Maldigo a todas estas personas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;maldigo el día en que decidieron hacernos la vida un infierno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;maldigo el día en que se le ocurrió que todo era por el bien nuestro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;maldigo el puto día en que follaron sin protección,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;maldigo el día en que dejaron que sus peleas se escucharan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;maldigo el día en que perdí la inocencia que todo pequeño posee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;maldigo el día en que tuve que madurar tan rápido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Maldigo y seguiré maldiciendo porque nadie me enseño que era &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;lo bueno o lo malo, nadie me enseño que maldecir estaba mal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TQqAkn2GZmI/AAAAAAAAAMk/95kZyFptSNU/s72-c/1280446208646_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-8340623105923774539</id><published>2010-12-02T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T09:11:23.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pretty Reckless - Make Me Wanna Die (Viral Version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dYeGw-bo430?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So great video...awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Version)'/><author><name>Knary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10106174652044498770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dYeGw-bo430/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-6647713518629067323</id><published>2010-11-29T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:51:58.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocasos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thing´s'/><title type='text'>SINpensar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TPSe9sTJYmI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Hx8_jNdKHWc/s1600/Errico%2B02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TPSe9sTJYmI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Hx8_jNdKHWc/s400/Errico%2B02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545231823900598882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hoy me sentí de muchas maneras en pocos espacios de tiempo. Mi día no comenzó tan diferente a los demás, no deseaba despertar, me levante solo para comer y me sentía completamente ofuscada y molesta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Y así me fui directo a clases, ofuscada y molesta. Llegue a la universidad y me sentía como en el limbo, mi mente se disparo y se desconecto de mi persona; mi imaginación fluía a mil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sin darme cuenta ya era hora de irnos de la sala, camine sin siquiera caminar al metro, me despedí de mis compañeros y camine junto a uno de ellos hasta la próxima estación; después de un pequeño lapso de conversación. Cada uno tomo distintas direcciones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Camine hasta el paradero más lejano, simplemente deje que mis pies me guiaran. Veía todo, pero no escuchaba voz humana, solo el intenso barullo de las calles a tan tarde hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Llegue al paradero y me subí a la micro, me senté y comenzé a pensar en muchas cosas a la vez...hasta que una voz conocida capto mi atención.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Un muchacho con no mas edad que la mía, comenzó a entregar unos poemas y pensamientos que el creaba. No era la primera vez que lo veía, ya con anterioridad habíamos coincidido en el mismo transporte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;En esa ocasión, el papel con el texto que me entrego me llego de tal manera, y describió sin siquiera conocerme un poco de mi vida y de como me sentía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Y esta vez no fue la excepción, leí el papel y sin querer mis ojos se llenaron de lágrimas, y un nudo se formo en mi garganta, en esta ocasión, coincidió en como me encontraba, en la maraña que se formaba en mi mente y corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Coincidencia o no, es todo tan bizarro, tan fuera de lugar...que no se que pensar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Y nuevamente emprendí el rumbo a casa, sin siquiera darme cuenta que eran mis pies los que me llevaban, y que mi mente estaba en un lugar muy lejano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6061279142030322582-6647713518629067323?l=stupidmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/6647713518629067323/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/sinpensar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/6647713518629067323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/6647713518629067323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/sinpensar.html' title='SINpensar'/><author><name>Knary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10106174652044498770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TPSe9sTJYmI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Hx8_jNdKHWc/s72-c/Errico%2B02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-8956053914707645931</id><published>2010-11-27T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T14:14:47.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocasos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thing´s'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TPGB0XAoirI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X2kFsD3lcXw/s1600/SS107144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TPGB0XAoirI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X2kFsD3lcXw/s400/SS107144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544355352799644338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Always end up hopelessly ruined my day, my schedules are ruined because of third parties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And I feel that gradually lose the strength to continue fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6061279142030322582-8956053914707645931?l=stupidmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/8956053914707645931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/always-end-up-hopelessly-ruined-my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/8956053914707645931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/8956053914707645931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/always-end-up-hopelessly-ruined-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Knary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10106174652044498770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TPGB0XAoirI/AAAAAAAAAL0/X2kFsD3lcXw/s72-c/SS107144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-4868718205868559251</id><published>2010-11-15T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:17:05.712-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thing´s'/><title type='text'>Día 320</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TOItg0YVrtI/AAAAAAAAALc/0LoPCLnjM9U/s1600/Fotograf%25C3%25ADa%2B0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TOItg0YVrtI/AAAAAAAAALc/0LoPCLnjM9U/s400/Fotograf%25C3%25ADa%2B0455.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540040533458923218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Y me sentí extrañamente feliz, pero con algo de un vacío interior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me molesta y me apena que no me creas capaz de lograr grandes cosas...de que ni siquiera te intereses en mi trabajo y en las maravillas que he descubierto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;En como todo lo que aprendo y descubro encuentro un mundo nuevo y tan maravilloso que me emociona de tal manera que no eres capaz de comprenderlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Amo lo que hago y lo que aprendo cada día, son un sin fin de posibilidades y de ventanas que se abren ante mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me apena que no quieras acompañarme a ver este nuevo mundo...a ver cuanto he crecido y en como ya no soy esa niña mimada de cinco años que todo lo conseguía con un berrinche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pero que mas pedir, me siento orgullosa de hasta donde he llegado, por mis propios méritos y mi esfuerzo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/6061279142030322582-4868718205868559251?l=stupidmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/4868718205868559251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-320.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/4868718205868559251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/4868718205868559251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-320.html' title='Día 320'/><author><name>Knary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10106174652044498770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TOItg0YVrtI/AAAAAAAAALc/0LoPCLnjM9U/s72-c/Fotograf%25C3%25ADa%2B0455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-4305534090933867766</id><published>2010-11-13T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:13:00.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocasos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thing´s'/><title type='text'>Día 317</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TN-InkA2BnI/AAAAAAAAALU/ipRsGq3o-Jc/s1600/Knary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TN-InkA2BnI/AAAAAAAAALU/ipRsGq3o-Jc/s400/Knary.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539296279952492146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); "&gt;He realizado muchas cosas, de las cuales no me arrepiento de ninguna porque he aprendido de cada una de ellas, tanto malas como buenas; somo humanos y errar lo es.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); "&gt;Quise realizar muchas cosas en un día,pero no lleve a cabo ninguna, tan solo dormí y al despertar vi que aun seguías junto a mi, quiero que seas el primero que pueda ver al despertar y lo último que pueda apreciar al caer en brazos de Morfeo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6061279142030322582-4305534090933867766?l=stupidmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/4305534090933867766/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-317.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/4305534090933867766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/4305534090933867766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-317.html' title='Día 317'/><author><name>Knary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10106174652044498770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TN-InkA2BnI/AAAAAAAAALU/ipRsGq3o-Jc/s72-c/Knary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-1817740408450414574</id><published>2010-11-03T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:34:52.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ISOTOPOS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Task'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jossy'/><title type='text'>Día 307</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNIoSUaAx_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sHgCshuus2o/s1600/Fotograf%C3%ADa+0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNIoSUaAx_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sHgCshuus2o/s400/Fotograf%C3%ADa+0365.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535531187172329458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La mañana de hoy comenzó muy fría y nublada, para estar en plena primavera, un día así no presagiaba nada bueno. Pero nada malo sucedió, tan solo el día acrescento mi estado anímico depresivo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNIpM3X2pGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/-MuUTWbhwls/s400/Fotograf%C3%ADa+0370.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535532192990930018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero aun así los ISOTOPOS me alegran mis tardes, en la U, y que mas contentos pudimos quedar con el examen final que se nos viene, la cara de Manu lo grafica todo, la emoción y entusiasmo por la calle que nos ha tocado!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6061279142030322582-1817740408450414574?l=stupidmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/1817740408450414574/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-307.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/1817740408450414574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/1817740408450414574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-307.html' title='Día 307'/><author><name>Knary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10106174652044498770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNIoSUaAx_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sHgCshuus2o/s72-c/Fotograf%C3%ADa+0365.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-4539217087676874334</id><published>2010-11-03T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:26:06.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Task'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knary'/><title type='text'>Día 306</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNIlTSGiTWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gzgcizp5Fq0/s1600/Fotograf%C3%ADa+0340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: left; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNIlTSGiTWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gzgcizp5Fq0/s400/Fotograf%C3%ADa+0340.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535527905198755170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;El día de ayer para mi comenzó a la 21:34 llegando a clases de Expresión Gráfica, y entregando el trabajo en tinta china, del cual salí milagrosamente intacta y sin ninguna mancha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNImYcgY4qI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OZ1LJyVSy60/s400/Fotograf%C3%ADa+0355.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535529093402518178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Y practicamente termino cuando llegue a casa agotada y sin ánimos, tan solo ver a Alain en ella ya me alegro lo poco que quedaba de dia y claro no podía faltar una de sus fotos psico hacia mi persona.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pero sinceramente siempre logras sacarme una sonrisa hasta en los peores momentos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNInBaBddnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/AZz_2tqUjaY/s320/Fotograf%C3%ADa+0357.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535529797110560370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6061279142030322582-4539217087676874334?l=stupidmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/4539217087676874334/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-306.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/4539217087676874334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/4539217087676874334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-306.html' title='Día 306'/><author><name>Knary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10106174652044498770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNIlTSGiTWI/AAAAAAAAAJI/gzgcizp5Fq0/s72-c/Fotograf%C3%ADa+0340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-3164354975287433553</id><published>2010-11-02T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:28:59.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocasos'/><title type='text'>Perdida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TND-_CSS5lI/AAAAAAAAAJA/GNW5MFIxekw/s1600/am-camilla-d-errico-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TND-_CSS5lI/AAAAAAAAAJA/GNW5MFIxekw/s400/am-camilla-d-errico-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535204300937160274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;A veces siento que vuelvo a tener 12 años, se me prohíben muchas cosas,siento que mis alas son cortadas sin miramiento alguno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;No quiero estar en este lugar, pero sin embargo me siento atada a esta casa contemporánea de mal gusto, cuando vivía sola, me sentía libre, tenia tiempo para mí, disfrutaba de todo lo maravilloso que la vida nos puede dar, disfrutaba del sol por la mañana, disfrutaba de los colores otoñales y todo lo encontraba hermoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Mi vida tenia un sentido y un propósito, sabia hacia donde quería ir, sabia lo que quería y lo que debía hacer para ello. Pero ahora estoy completamente perdida y con una angustia y ansiedad que no logro sacarme de encima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Todo esto acabara algún día?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-Ilustración de Camilla D'errico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/6061279142030322582-3164354975287433553?l=stupidmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/3164354975287433553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/perdida.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/3164354975287433553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/3164354975287433553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/perdida.html' title='Perdida'/><author><name>Knary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10106174652044498770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TND-_CSS5lI/AAAAAAAAAJA/GNW5MFIxekw/s72-c/am-camilla-d-errico-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-6194064265739178619</id><published>2010-11-02T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T14:58:05.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knary'/><title type='text'>Que triste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNCFtC27I3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/MsDIBsIYSWw/s1600/img_16461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNCFtC27I3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/MsDIBsIYSWw/s400/img_16461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535070950946186098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pasan muchas cosas, las palabras van y vienen, rompen el alma y la moral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Que triste llevar la misma sangre pero no quererse, que triste es ser de un lugar pero no sentirse plenamente y en paz en el. Que triste es que no te quieran ahí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6061279142030322582-6194064265739178619?l=stupidmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/6194064265739178619/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/que-triste.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/6194064265739178619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/6194064265739178619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/11/que-triste.html' title='Que triste'/><author><name>Knary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10106174652044498770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/TNCFtC27I3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/MsDIBsIYSWw/s72-c/img_16461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-4297957250911639013</id><published>2010-01-05T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:58:21.189-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motoko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Hope and Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/S0QmRCI6F_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vLsAVeTZbXA/s1600-h/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Loveless_vanguardmellophone(1_35)__THISRES__74487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423501925334783986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/S0QmRCI6F_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vLsAVeTZbXA/s320/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Loveless_vanguardmellophone(1_35)__THISRES__74487.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;You taught me what was to love ... it was not known what was that until I met you.&lt;br /&gt;You did that I was falling in love with you, they were a few spectacular months, but since everything has an end, this was not the exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be grateful to you for the time that you allowed me to be happy next to you, it does not matter for me what there spent later, only strangely this feeling, the love, to which it was refusing me to accepting; and already because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not know the important thing that you were and you are in my life, you do not know as I feel on having listened to your name; the fact is that really you chase me as a soul in sorrow, I was thinking about having forgotten you, but your memory follows me to where he should want that I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew the love along with you, and only along with you I would like to feeling it again; that I am a nitwit to to believe in this "sickly" love as I had called it, they all reproach that me, and that's why I keep everything, because I do not want to see the reality, I do not want to wake up and me to realize that I do not have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, since I liked calling you like that, or if not my little girl, and when I am of coincidence&lt;br /&gt;with you my heart beats so rapidly that I anticipate that it will leave or exploit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope nothing of this had ended as term, I had the fault alone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6061279142030322582-4297957250911639013?l=stupidmarionette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/feeds/4297957250911639013/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/01/hope-and-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/4297957250911639013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6061279142030322582/posts/default/4297957250911639013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmarionette.blogspot.com/2010/01/hope-and-reality.html' title='Hope and Reality'/><author><name>Knary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10106174652044498770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r8UbVgT3_E4/Tj9DfZgISLI/AAAAAAAAAW8/bNegKRxv3Sg/s220/vckxvmkcxv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/S0QmRCI6F_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/vLsAVeTZbXA/s72-c/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Loveless_vanguardmellophone(1_35)__THISRES__74487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6061279142030322582.post-5984440107565593938</id><published>2009-04-12T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T19:33:01.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocasos'/><title type='text'>最初から</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K1iWDG2pkkI/SeKdgaUTWlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/NWAcTKScGTE/s1600-h/flower3[1]"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323990889651198546" style="FLOAT: left; 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