<?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-1722764193159379288</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:54:58.768-08:00</updated><category term='sweet summer'/><title type='text'>Inspiración sin razón</title><subtitle type='html'>"Estas y otras cosas demuestran que la vida gira sobre un eje podrido".</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-6184805572046423607</id><published>2010-04-02T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T04:33:40.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hace ya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cerca del año o más ha pasado ya, creí que te había&lt;br /&gt;olvidado, ahora lo veo y es como si siempre hubiese&lt;br /&gt;guardado todo. Han pasado tantas y tantas circunstancias&lt;br /&gt;Yo sentí como nunca antes y no creí que fuera a pasar&lt;br /&gt;por ti. Sin embargo me considero fuerte porque muchas&lt;br /&gt;veces vencí mi amor por ti, muchas veces logré desprenderme&lt;br /&gt;de ti y eso me hace sonreír.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy lloro por todo eso que aprendí, me enseñaste a sufrir&lt;br /&gt;y a disfrutarlo, me hiciste sonreír y me hiciste suspirar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-6184805572046423607?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6184805572046423607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=6184805572046423607' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6184805572046423607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6184805572046423607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2010/04/hace-ya.html' title='Hace ya...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-8683937254466400769</id><published>2009-04-20T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:59:59.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sólo porque si</title><content type='html'>Un día sin querer&lt;br /&gt;te volví a recordar...&lt;br /&gt;Inmediatamente un súbito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;escalofrío&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recorrió&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y trate de bloquear&lt;br /&gt;a toda costa este&lt;br /&gt;pensamiento, este recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;infame...Buscarte no podré&lt;br /&gt;pensarte de nada me sirve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la lista de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;karma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigue en crecimiento...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-8683937254466400769?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8683937254466400769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=8683937254466400769' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/8683937254466400769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/8683937254466400769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/04/solo-porque-si.html' title='sólo porque si'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-1165447464617553027</id><published>2009-04-14T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:39:50.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soy el sinsabor de la hilaridad</title><content type='html'>Y bueno cómo es más fácil&lt;br /&gt;culpar a los demás&lt;br /&gt;pues &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;culpen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soy la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mártir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;señalen&lt;/span&gt; qué esperan&lt;br /&gt;qué no es más fácil?&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora qué es más fácil&lt;br /&gt;admitir la culpa, qué&lt;br /&gt;esperas para confesar?&lt;br /&gt;confiesa...&lt;br /&gt;no tengas miedo, ya estamos&lt;br /&gt;perdidos, llenos de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cicatrizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de odios, de sinsabores&lt;br /&gt;de sueños inanimados&lt;br /&gt;falso...&lt;br /&gt;sino confesarás&lt;br /&gt;podrías regalarme una&lt;br /&gt;de tus tantas mascaras?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-1165447464617553027?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1165447464617553027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=1165447464617553027' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1165447464617553027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1165447464617553027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/04/soy-el-sinsabor-de-la-hilaridad.html' title='soy el sinsabor de la hilaridad'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-2855232497189904541</id><published>2009-04-11T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:37:10.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y volver...</title><content type='html'>Sabía...volvería&lt;br /&gt;de nuevo aquí...&lt;br /&gt;solitaria, pensante, cambiante...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-2855232497189904541?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2855232497189904541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=2855232497189904541' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2855232497189904541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2855232497189904541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/04/y-volver.html' title='Y volver...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-787465218181190727</id><published>2009-03-07T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:47:35.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y si el cianuro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Me siento la peor persona que está&lt;br /&gt;habitando la tierra, soy un ser horrible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo es tan oscuro&lt;br /&gt;todo es tan triste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-787465218181190727?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/787465218181190727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=787465218181190727' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/787465218181190727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/787465218181190727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/03/y-si-el-cianuro.html' title='Y si el cianuro...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-5424463729099050898</id><published>2009-02-20T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:20:31.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no me es fácil olvidar</title><content type='html'>No sé como llegar a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desilucionarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completamente de ti, tampoco&lt;br /&gt;sé como llegarte a reclamar, porque&lt;br /&gt;reclamar qué? cómo? de qué manera?&lt;br /&gt;para qué? No estoy clara, creo que&lt;br /&gt;sólo sigo el juego, me gusta sentirme&lt;br /&gt;querida, me gusta creer que eres&lt;br /&gt;sincero, me gusta creer que te gusto&lt;br /&gt;pero finalmente sé que nada&lt;br /&gt;de esto es cierto, o tal vez si&lt;br /&gt;yo qué sé! todo esto es complicado&lt;br /&gt;para qué te quiero cerca?&lt;br /&gt;Sólo me complicas...&lt;br /&gt;Te pido que te alejes,&lt;br /&gt;pero cedo de nuevo y rompo&lt;br /&gt;con las promesas, debo aprender&lt;br /&gt;a permanecer inmóvil, pues tengo&lt;br /&gt;todas las de perder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-5424463729099050898?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5424463729099050898/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=5424463729099050898' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/5424463729099050898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/5424463729099050898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-se-como-llegar-desilucionarme.html' title='no me es fácil olvidar'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-8058083977853645802</id><published>2009-02-06T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:23:24.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No repetirse jamás?!</title><content type='html'>Todo esto es demasiado complicado, si, si te quiero&lt;br /&gt;si, si adoro platicar contigo por horas, me pasa que al&lt;br /&gt;final cuando todo pasa y nada pasa me siento mal&lt;br /&gt;por haber sentido lo que sentí, una promesa rota,&lt;br /&gt;insistiendo para llegar a buscar no sé que cosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé como hacerme a un lado, no sé como hacer&lt;br /&gt;que te conviertas en una sombra impávida y poder&lt;br /&gt;pasar por un lado y que no me devores con cada&lt;br /&gt;letra que escribes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé hasta dónde pueda sobre llevar todo este&lt;br /&gt;sentir, no sé cuánto más pueda soportar&lt;br /&gt;cargando este &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;costalito&lt;/span&gt; lleno de suspiros y tonterías&lt;br /&gt;que pienso cuando platico contigo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-8058083977853645802?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8058083977853645802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=8058083977853645802' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/8058083977853645802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/8058083977853645802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-repetirse-jamas.html' title='No repetirse jamás?!'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-6862424568153605305</id><published>2009-01-31T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T02:45:09.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pues...</title><content type='html'>No, no puedo definitivamente no y&lt;br /&gt;no entiendo si no te quiero como quieres&lt;br /&gt;que te quiera, pero estás ahí siempre&lt;br /&gt;cuándo vivo mis etapas de soledad&lt;br /&gt;y sin embargo no me voy...&lt;br /&gt;mi corazón traicionero&lt;br /&gt;inevitablemente no se que hacer&lt;br /&gt;me encuentro constantemente&lt;br /&gt;en esta contradicción y no solo&lt;br /&gt;cosas del corazón... cosas como&lt;br /&gt;la superación profesional&lt;br /&gt;estoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jodida&lt;/span&gt; por todos lados&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-6862424568153605305?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6862424568153605305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=6862424568153605305' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6862424568153605305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6862424568153605305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/01/pues.html' title='Pues...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-1906240928341799009</id><published>2009-01-09T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:04:23.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sé que puedo...</title><content type='html'>Sé que puedo&lt;br /&gt;por qué?&lt;br /&gt;porque el aprendizaje&lt;br /&gt;es lento y se que&lt;br /&gt;puedo desprenderme&lt;br /&gt;de ti, poco a poco...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que si has decidido&lt;br /&gt;volver, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;arrepientete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no tengo lugar para ti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-1906240928341799009?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1906240928341799009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=1906240928341799009' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1906240928341799009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1906240928341799009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/01/s-que-puedo.html' title='Sé que puedo...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-5018961486376412704</id><published>2009-01-08T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T01:33:18.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"No, tú eres la que yo quiero"</title><content type='html'>Ahora si que no entiendo...&lt;br /&gt;¿A qué diablos juegas?&lt;br /&gt;Me explicas, porque como&lt;br /&gt;que me estoy quedando&lt;br /&gt;descalificada y no es que quiera&lt;br /&gt;ser la número uno en el juego&lt;br /&gt;pero es que no lo entiendo&lt;br /&gt;y así no lo disfruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Es tan risible todo esto&lt;br /&gt;en estos momentos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo es qué te permito&lt;br /&gt;tanto? Después de todo&lt;br /&gt;lo que has hecho jajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, pero ¿quién eres?&lt;br /&gt;¿qué buscas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(En verdad no puedo&lt;br /&gt;dejar de reirme tan&lt;br /&gt;ácidamente)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mierda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-5018961486376412704?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5018961486376412704/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=5018961486376412704' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/5018961486376412704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/5018961486376412704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-t-eres-lo-que-yo-quiero.html' title='&quot;No, tú eres la que yo quiero&quot;'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-713372931727665793</id><published>2009-01-07T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:13:42.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdon, ¿Dices que vuelves?</title><content type='html'>Y así como así decides qué&lt;br /&gt;sería bueno vernos, y empiezan&lt;br /&gt;los detalles que me hacen más&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;difícil&lt;/span&gt; odiarte, estoy segura que no&lt;br /&gt;eres sincero, que hay algo tras&lt;br /&gt;esas palabras, qué buscas de mi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dices que no sabes como decirme&lt;br /&gt;las cosas, que no sabes de que manera&lt;br /&gt;describir como me extrañas&lt;br /&gt;qué aun sientes ese golpe en el estomago&lt;br /&gt;cuando nos vemos y que no sabes que&lt;br /&gt;decirme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te diré que sería&lt;br /&gt;bueno que me dijeras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Verdad, todo ese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;montón&lt;/span&gt; de cosas&lt;br /&gt;que no sabes como decirme se llama&lt;br /&gt;Verdad, todo ese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bonche&lt;/span&gt; de cosas&lt;br /&gt;que ocultas y qué de algunas yo ya&lt;br /&gt;tengo razón y me han servido para&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enfermarme&lt;/span&gt; en todo el invierno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ends&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-713372931727665793?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/713372931727665793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=713372931727665793' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/713372931727665793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/713372931727665793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/01/perdon-dices-que-vuelves.html' title='Perdon, ¿Dices que vuelves?'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-4539480605026848046</id><published>2009-01-05T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:48:19.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuenta de mierda!</title><content type='html'>Se &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perdió&lt;/span&gt;, la cuenta dejo de existir&lt;br /&gt;no resistí leerle una vez más...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es lo siguiente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;¿Alguien&lt;/span&gt; puede decirme qué es&lt;br /&gt;lo siguiente? ¡&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hey&lt;/span&gt;! ¡¿hola?!&lt;br /&gt;¿a caso&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt; alguien&lt;/span&gt; me escucha?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;inútil&lt;/span&gt; todo esto, tengo que&lt;br /&gt;pensar con la razón y no con&lt;br /&gt;el corazón, estoy aborreciendo,&lt;br /&gt;estoy en ese lapso justo en el&lt;br /&gt;que piensas que no lo lograrás&lt;br /&gt;pero en realidad estás apunto&lt;br /&gt;de lograrlo, si...maraña sentimental...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-4539480605026848046?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4539480605026848046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=4539480605026848046' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/4539480605026848046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/4539480605026848046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/01/cuenta-de-mierda.html' title='Cuenta de mierda!'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-5211785373511951799</id><published>2009-01-02T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:52:32.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empezar de nuevo.</title><content type='html'>Algo que me ayude a no perder&lt;br /&gt;la fe, mantenerme de pie&lt;br /&gt;con esta cuenta y esta promesa&lt;br /&gt;por cumplirme sólo a mi...&lt;br /&gt;No niego que pretendo&lt;br /&gt;a veces un encuentro&lt;br /&gt;aunque sea imaginario y eso&lt;br /&gt;le resta a mi promesa.&lt;br /&gt;Tengo mi orgullo y sé que&lt;br /&gt;tú también así que debo&lt;br /&gt;empezar por dejar de&lt;br /&gt;preocuparme, tengo&lt;br /&gt;fe en que todo esto pronto&lt;br /&gt;acabe, que mis sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;dejen de morderme en la&lt;br /&gt;medida de lo posible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo espero no estarme&lt;br /&gt;autosaboteando.&lt;br /&gt;Espero lograr aunque sea&lt;br /&gt;valores todo lo sincera&lt;br /&gt;que fui y todo lo que di...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-5211785373511951799?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5211785373511951799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=5211785373511951799' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/5211785373511951799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/5211785373511951799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2009/01/empezar-de-nuevo.html' title='Empezar de nuevo.'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-468618643833175175</id><published>2008-11-10T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:47:50.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are nowhere and it's now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ya no estás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Te Extraño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;demasía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;siento más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;de lo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;creí.&lt;/span&gt; Esto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;es más fuerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que yo, no sé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;como sobrellevar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;este sentimiento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Te Extraño!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-468618643833175175?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/468618643833175175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=468618643833175175' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/468618643833175175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/468618643833175175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-are-nowhere-and-its-now.html' title='We are nowhere and it&apos;s now!'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-2375808922226617786</id><published>2008-10-14T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:12:37.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Del por qué?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por qué eh de seguir sintiendo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;debe ser porque sé que sientes también.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por qué no me alejo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;debo suponer que no quieres alejarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Qué si te extraño?  Qué si me extrañas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Esas son preguntas confusas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;difusas a más no poder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por qué seguimos si no vamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a ningún lado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Qué miedo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-2375808922226617786?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2375808922226617786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=2375808922226617786' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2375808922226617786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2375808922226617786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/10/del-por-qu.html' title='Del por qué?'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-4592322352092972414</id><published>2008-09-26T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:38:58.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De naturaleza &amp; ensimismamiento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;M ha de desaparecer porque su naturaleza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;le dicta que así debe ser...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;C ha de ensimismarse porque cree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que así es mucho mejor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Al final nos queda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;la naturaleza y el ensimismamiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que nos lleva a pendular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sin cansancio alguno, vamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;y venimos entre sentires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que no han de acomodarse nunca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-4592322352092972414?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4592322352092972414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=4592322352092972414' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/4592322352092972414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/4592322352092972414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/09/de-naturaleza-ensimismamiento.html' title='De naturaleza &amp; ensimismamiento...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-6248582827874590259</id><published>2008-09-15T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:59:44.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indefinidamente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Perdida, me siento perdida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;entre lo que parece y no es.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No entiendes y no me entiendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Estás cerca, pero no lo suficiente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;y no sé si es como quisieras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;o como yo quisiera porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;los dos jugamos a querernos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;eso es lo que parece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-6248582827874590259?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6248582827874590259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=6248582827874590259' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6248582827874590259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6248582827874590259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/09/indefinidamente.html' title='Indefinidamente.'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-2933652876272355640</id><published>2008-09-13T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:02:16.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de pronto&lt;/span&gt; un sonrisa tuya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tus dedos, tus labios, tus ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hacen que ceda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No puedo, no puedo alejarme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eres &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;inevitable&lt;/span&gt;, pero por qué?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Es mi soledad la que me hace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;acercarme&lt;/span&gt; a ti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pero, debo confesar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Te Extraño!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-2933652876272355640?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2933652876272355640/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=2933652876272355640' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2933652876272355640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2933652876272355640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/09/y.html' title='Y'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-3661820971283144646</id><published>2008-09-12T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:53:20.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lo he hecho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;te he invitado a la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;despedida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y como respuesta he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;obtenido sólo silencio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Silencio y más silencio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No hay nada de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;para mi que me haga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;saber que es lo que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;piensas y a donde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;iré ahora que sabes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que quiero el adiós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoy ya no te busco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me balancearé...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Esta trapecista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ha quitado la red y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ya no le importa caer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-3661820971283144646?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3661820971283144646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=3661820971283144646' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/3661820971283144646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/3661820971283144646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/09/hoy.html' title='Hoy'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-7521243964571190055</id><published>2008-09-11T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:53:36.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tu</title><content type='html'>Te pienso en demasia&lt;br /&gt;quiero alejarme&lt;br /&gt;No puedo&lt;br /&gt;no quiero...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-7521243964571190055?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7521243964571190055/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=7521243964571190055' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/7521243964571190055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/7521243964571190055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/09/tu.html' title='tu'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-4659700821478139041</id><published>2008-08-19T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T06:11:50.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dazed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Soy lo peor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No puedo seguir así!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por qué digo lo qué digo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por qué siento lo qué siento?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No quiero quererte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No quiero qué me quieras!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Desaparece vamos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Desaparece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-4659700821478139041?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4659700821478139041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=4659700821478139041' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/4659700821478139041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/4659700821478139041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/08/soy-lo-peor.html' title='Dazed...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-1062297876563147376</id><published>2008-08-14T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T01:41:33.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ConfusEd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por qué te busco?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por qué te espero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me lastimas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por qué te quiero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por qué te deje ser parte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;de mi mundo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por qué?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-1062297876563147376?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1062297876563147376/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=1062297876563147376' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1062297876563147376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1062297876563147376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/08/confused.html' title='ConfusEd...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-7691494653885139992</id><published>2008-08-01T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:17:00.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Qué pasará si sigo pensando en ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;de la manera que hoy lo hago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Qué es lo que nos depara este&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sentimiento atrevido mutuamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eres realmente sincero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Soy realmente lo que buscas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No puedo seguir cerca de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;se me lastimaras...Te haré daño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nada bueno resultara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Qué es lo que debo hacer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No quiero dejarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me aferro cada vez más a ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tengo miedo de mis sentimientos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;y de todo lo que despiertas en mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Terminaremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; dañados y habremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hecho mal a terceros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eso es lo que nos espera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-7691494653885139992?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7691494653885139992/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=7691494653885139992' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/7691494653885139992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/7691494653885139992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/08/qu-pasar-si-sigo-pensando-en-ti-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-4315778030424354357</id><published>2008-05-24T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T16:05:13.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surreal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nuevos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sentires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; invaden lo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;consiente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; y lo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inconsciente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un deseo al viento, una sonrisa interminable, suspiros inalcanzables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingeniudad plagada geniunamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-4315778030424354357?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4315778030424354357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=4315778030424354357' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/4315778030424354357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/4315778030424354357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/05/surreal.html' title='Surreal'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-6022167261672199577</id><published>2008-03-22T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T19:33:46.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensaciones...</title><content type='html'>Juro de la manera que usted quiera&lt;br /&gt;que le voy a extrañar.&lt;br /&gt;Con un nudo acepte el adiós...&lt;br /&gt;Sabe, no creí que algo así fuera a pasar,&lt;br /&gt;no por esa circunstancia.&lt;br /&gt;Le juro que tengo una sensación de vació&lt;br /&gt;de esas que te hacen encorvar y caminar lento.&lt;br /&gt;A pesar de que nunca tuve un acercamiento&lt;br /&gt;físico, vamos ni si quiera escuché su voz...&lt;br /&gt;Sus letras me llevaron a usted y sus letras&lt;br /&gt;me separan de usted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo extrañaré...&lt;br /&gt;Debo olvidar todo lo que sé de usted por un tiempo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-6022167261672199577?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6022167261672199577/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=6022167261672199577' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6022167261672199577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6022167261672199577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/03/sensaciones.html' title='Sensaciones...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-9045052399502644657</id><published>2008-03-21T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T00:09:56.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Algo así pasaría.</title><content type='html'>Ya lo sabía, algo así pasaría,&lt;br /&gt;soy la mas grande las ingenuas,&lt;br /&gt;la más culpable entre las culpables.&lt;br /&gt;Triste paseo, silencio sordo, sola, sola&lt;br /&gt;una vez más tragándome mis palabras&lt;br /&gt;guardándome mis sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;Ya solo queda el sentimiento reprimido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-9045052399502644657?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/9045052399502644657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=9045052399502644657' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/9045052399502644657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/9045052399502644657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/03/algo-as-pasara.html' title='Algo así pasaría.'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-3064274911442156414</id><published>2008-03-17T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T16:37:12.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ensombrecida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Una ilusión vana, un sentimiento encontrado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;me volveré adicta a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;jamás cederé, permaneceré aunada a ti a escondidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;en silencio, sin que nadie lo perciba, ni siquiera tú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-3064274911442156414?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3064274911442156414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=3064274911442156414' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/3064274911442156414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/3064274911442156414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2008/03/ensombrecida.html' title='Ensombrecida...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-1102765017305736855</id><published>2007-11-23T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:00:27.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rota</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Este sentimiento me carcome, me consume la razón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;no puedo hacer nada, ni siquiera gritar, debo callar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;debo arrinconarme y solo llorar, a solas en silencio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Estoy rota, llena de cicatrizes, jamás sanaran...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;No podre perdonar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-1102765017305736855?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1102765017305736855/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=1102765017305736855' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1102765017305736855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1102765017305736855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/11/rota.html' title='Rota'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-2319045894764525492</id><published>2007-10-28T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T12:12:14.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Al llegar...No lo imaginé!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Después de días de agotamiento, de conocer nuevos lugares, diversidad de gente, costumbres,ideas, toda una gama sin fin...Llego al lugar vacío dónde las cosas buenas&lt;br /&gt;que me esperan son mi familia y mis amigos. Yo no imaginaba, pero ya lo sabía todo&lt;br /&gt;esto algún día lo sentiría...Sorpresa? si, y mucha. Latió de más el corazón? si, y lo maldigo&lt;br /&gt;porque nunca se ha de hacer a la idea, mi mente ya no piensa, ya sólo divaga&lt;br /&gt;y no sé si eso sea bueno o sea malo, lo hilarante de todo esto es que yo sola me vuelvo&lt;br /&gt;una maraña, yo sola me derrito, me difumino, me esfumo y vuelvo en esencia y llego&lt;br /&gt;al circulo vicioso, dónde todo vuelve a colorearse de una misma tonalidad...&lt;br /&gt;Sólo una linea al final queda, la horizontal de color gris y no parpadea ya sólo permanece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-2319045894764525492?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2319045894764525492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=2319045894764525492' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2319045894764525492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2319045894764525492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/10/al-llegarno-lo-imagin.html' title='Al llegar...No lo imaginé!'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-4642264595788614196</id><published>2007-09-25T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:06:32.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y no me creo...</title><content type='html'>Cuando haya algo que me haga sentir mal me sentiré mal.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me siento mal.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando pasará?&lt;br /&gt;cuando llegará el día en que sea alguien en la vida?&lt;br /&gt;Soy un dependiente de todo, de mi familia, de mis amigos,&lt;br /&gt;de las pastillas para dormir...Me siento tan absurda...&lt;br /&gt;llego de nuevo al tiempo de las remembranzas,&lt;br /&gt;y una de ellas, la más grande es un fracaso es algo que aun no supero&lt;br /&gt;y hoy más que nunca se esta acentuando, me siento menos que un bicho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-4642264595788614196?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4642264595788614196/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=4642264595788614196' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/4642264595788614196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/4642264595788614196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/09/y-no-me-creo.html' title='Y no me creo...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-6363935444762442401</id><published>2007-09-24T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T18:14:43.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Llegando tarde...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pasan los días y sigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;intentando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; poner todo esto en su lugar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;pero todo esto sigue siendo un desastre, y tal parece que sigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;estancada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, sin ánimos de que algo fluya, me siento tan fuera de lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;desencajada, triste, temerosa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ansiosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, molesta... Necesito algo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;que me despierte de este letargo, algo que me haga sentir que me haga volar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-6363935444762442401?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6363935444762442401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=6363935444762442401' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6363935444762442401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6363935444762442401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/09/llegando-tarde.html' title='Llegando tarde...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-8717919173327534504</id><published>2007-09-11T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:45:52.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Para salvarte, solo supe hacerme odiar"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Febril es mi soledad ahora, siento como el corazón poco a poco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;se me va secando, como duele este adiós y como mis labios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;se han quedo sin pronunciar estas palabras...tengo esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;de volver a ti...pero, aun siento las desganas y el sin sabor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-8717919173327534504?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8717919173327534504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=8717919173327534504' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/8717919173327534504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/8717919173327534504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/09/para-salvarte-solo-supe-hacerme-odiar.html' title='&quot;Para salvarte, solo supe hacerme odiar&quot;'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-7234299774974402330</id><published>2007-09-02T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T03:15:23.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Este será el último escrito...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y hay quienes se atreven a pensar que las miradas pueden engañar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que las sonrisas disfrazan...Y hay, quienes se creen fuertes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;y creen que pueden brincar cualquier &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obstáculo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gran equivocación y de topes me he dado...La noche se vio derrumbar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;en el momento en el que decidí aceptar aquel abrazo...Quién &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jodidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;te crees que eres para venir a romper este equilibrio...Te odio tanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;que quisiera sentir indiferencia hacia a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;, te odio, lo juro que te odio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eres &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alguien&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;verdaderemente&lt;/span&gt; de mi parte mereces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;este sentimiento, cómo te atreves? por qué?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nunca te lo perdonaré, nunca más volverás a formar parte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;de mi mundo, ese será tu castigo y te pesará, porque te conozco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;te dolerá y esta vez no haré nada para impedir que eso pase...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no, esta vez no lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haré&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-7234299774974402330?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7234299774974402330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=7234299774974402330' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/7234299774974402330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/7234299774974402330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/09/y-hay-quienes-se-atreven-pensar-que-las.html' title='Este será el último escrito...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-2083966362531557406</id><published>2007-09-01T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T12:50:23.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya no espero nada de ti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cuantas veces renombradas son tus palabras&lt;br /&gt;y que tan faltas de hechos se quedan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Qué tan efimeras permanecen en tu corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Qué distorsionado se vislumbra el futuro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que extraña esta sensación que se vuelca en pensamientos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;retorcidos y al final tristemente somos tan desconocidos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-2083966362531557406?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2083966362531557406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=2083966362531557406' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2083966362531557406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2083966362531557406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/09/cuantas-veces-renombradas-son-tus.html' title='Ya no espero nada de ti...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-1893137563581850869</id><published>2007-08-13T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:31:40.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noche sin estrellas...</title><content type='html'>Noche de lluvia...&lt;br /&gt;respiro soledad y siento vitalidad...&lt;br /&gt;De fondo suena Sabina y me grita&lt;br /&gt;verdades, me abofetea con su poesía&lt;br /&gt;y yo lo voy adorando aun más...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-1893137563581850869?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1893137563581850869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=1893137563581850869' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1893137563581850869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1893137563581850869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/08/noche-de-lluvia.html' title='Noche sin estrellas...'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-1159242799645760283</id><published>2007-08-12T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:36:48.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La promesa tan leve no me sirve</title><content type='html'>Estoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sola&lt;/span&gt;, y se &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;acentúa&lt;/span&gt; cada vez más esta soledad, cuando&lt;br /&gt;creí que todo estaba bien, que las amistades eran en verdad&lt;br /&gt;eso, todo callo de sobre peso, voy a ciegas y no hay&lt;br /&gt;nada más desolador que pensarse sólo, que no se tiene&lt;br /&gt;aquella &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;compañía&lt;/span&gt;, aquella mano que te guia...aquella confianza...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-1159242799645760283?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1159242799645760283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=1159242799645760283' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1159242799645760283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/1159242799645760283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/08/la-promesa-tan-leve-no-me-sirve.html' title='La promesa tan leve no me sirve'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-6144674438055717235</id><published>2007-08-10T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T19:23:01.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Más vale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yo no sé, de ahora en adelante aprenderé a no confiar en las personas, a desilusionarme con mayor facilidad y acostumbrarme a ello...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Voy esta noche en busca de un par de tragos y dejar de pensar en toda la suciedad que me rodea, en toda esa gente que me ha defraudado una y otra vez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-6144674438055717235?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6144674438055717235/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=6144674438055717235' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6144674438055717235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/6144674438055717235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/08/ms-vale.html' title='Más vale'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-2298502391052751475</id><published>2007-08-08T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T12:55:22.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo...que puedo decir.</title><content type='html'>Estoy triste, sin ganas de entender, con la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desilusión&lt;/span&gt; por delante...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-2298502391052751475?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2298502391052751475/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=2298502391052751475' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2298502391052751475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2298502391052751475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/08/yoque-puedo-decir.html' title='Yo...que puedo decir.'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-2359429487399144034</id><published>2007-08-03T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T12:39:46.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miedo...miedo de ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hace solo alguna horas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;había&lt;/span&gt; pedido una noche lejos de la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tristeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;y no fue así...no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sucedió&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...primero esperarte...Y permanecer así a la espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;y me pregunto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;por qué te esperaba?...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Por&lt;/span&gt; qué? si no lo mereces...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;llegaste solo unas horas después...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bailamos, cantamos y me dijiste: "Te he extrañado...no me crees?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no...por qué he de creerte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...acaso lo mereces? lo repetiste infinidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;de veces, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dijiste&lt;/span&gt; me gustas...dijiste una vez más te quiero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no te entiendo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Después de todo eso&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;los alcoholes subieron de tono, hubo peleas...y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;después&lt;/span&gt;...y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;después&lt;/span&gt; te has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;enojado, te &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;defendí&lt;/span&gt; a capa y espada pero tu inmadurez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;va siempre por delante,p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ero no es la primera vez que estoy de tu lado y observo siempre lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mismo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-2359429487399144034?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2359429487399144034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1722764193159379288&amp;postID=2359429487399144034' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2359429487399144034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1722764193159379288/posts/default/2359429487399144034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/2007/08/hace-solo-alguna-horas-haba-pedido-una.html' title='Miedo...miedo de ti'/><author><name>some girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00074073331078898498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-7961178045028654994</id><published>2007-08-02T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:12:45.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperando un milagro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Veremos que es lo que depara esta noche...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estoy esperando una noche lejos de la tristeza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-7961178045028654994?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-1181943696242737706</id><published>2007-08-01T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T02:43:49.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En el círculo vicioso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Recordaba aquella vez que me dijiste:&lt;br /&gt;"Por favor, no te vayas, por lo que mas quieras no te alejes de mi"&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy me pone triste...&lt;br /&gt;Hace unos días dijiste:&lt;br /&gt;"Te quiero mucho y no se por qué"&lt;br /&gt;Y me volviste a romper...&lt;br /&gt;Por qué tiene que se tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;difícil&lt;/span&gt; todo esto?&lt;br /&gt;por qué tengo que pensarte cuando sé que no debería?&lt;br /&gt;por qué aun te escribo...&lt;br /&gt;Has sido tan importante en mi vida...&lt;br /&gt;Lo único que me queda es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fingir&lt;/span&gt; porque aun me esperan&lt;br /&gt;algunos días cerca de ti...seré la mejor actriz en todo esto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;No entiendo esta manera &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mía&lt;/span&gt; de sentir, no la entiendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;y no la acepto...he estado por años tratando de olvidarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;de superar y siempre siempre vuelvo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Me da tanta tristeza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1722764193159379288-1181943696242737706?l=s0me-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s0me-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1181943696242737706/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1722764193159379288.post-6109402840899122292</id><published>2007-07-31T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T22:53:20.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La descorazonada distancia</title><content type='html'>La lejanía ahí esta...a veces intacta y otras removida&lt;br /&gt;por destellos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fugaces&lt;/span&gt; que dejan los cortos encuentros...&lt;br /&gt;Días largos, apacibles, llenos de ti, me gusta extrañarte en desmedida...&lt;br /&gt;el que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;estés&lt;/span&gt; y no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;estés&lt;/span&gt;, esa dualidad va consumiendo mi razón...&lt;br /&gt;en suspiros voy dejando mi esencia para llenarme de ti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;traído&lt;/span&gt; hasta&lt;br /&gt;aquí...se bien no es la mejor opción, porque para ser sincero a quién&lt;br /&gt;le importa lo que pueda pasarle a esta mujer...sólo soy una chica más&lt;br /&gt;que se engancha por estos lugares, para bien o para mal al final de&lt;br /&gt;cuentas en un simple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cliché&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Llegué&lt;/span&gt; en busca de y me he de postrar a escribir cada madrugada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo unas lineas de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;inspiración&lt;/span&gt; sin razón...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180" height="23"  bgcolor="#ECECEC"  id="radioblog_player_0"  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