<?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-2225163657460614254</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:06:49.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-4834294432033558850</id><published>2008-08-22T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:12:41.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9iy0GRw2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2nifqFK94PE/s1600-h/gfgfdgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237513516773131106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9iy0GRw2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2nifqFK94PE/s320/gfgfdgf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nuc cual sera la mejor respuesta akella k no se responde o akella k se responde con mentiras...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nuc si seguir con mentiras o morir con verdades ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cual eligiria tu ?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pensarian that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ingles i spañol mezclas o cualidades ?? you believe in love? en realidad yo no pero tu ?? but .. if ...??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-4834294432033558850?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/4834294432033558850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=4834294432033558850' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/4834294432033558850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/4834294432033558850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-something-i-know-enough-nuc-cual.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9iy0GRw2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2nifqFK94PE/s72-c/gfgfdgf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-7692668572354155590</id><published>2008-08-22T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:05:26.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9iPfcQYMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tGdZMeW_FLs/s1600-h/mia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237512909932748994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9iPfcQYMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tGdZMeW_FLs/s320/mia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu entiendes algo ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-7692668572354155590?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7692668572354155590/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=7692668572354155590' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/7692668572354155590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/7692668572354155590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2008/08/tu-entiendes-algo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9iPfcQYMI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tGdZMeW_FLs/s72-c/mia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-5597504088776618682</id><published>2008-08-22T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T18:03:19.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9fxsX43XI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jLKiktkmKrQ/s1600-h/1210887011_fpa+subir...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237510198984760690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9fxsX43XI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jLKiktkmKrQ/s320/1210887011_fpa+subir...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kieres saber lo k toi pensando en este momento ?? en realidad por mi cabeza tan pasando muchas cosas ninguna puedo revelar pero x k no las puedo decir ?? k stara pasando en mi interior ?? x k no lo se ??  x k no le puedo encontrar una respuesta a todo esto?? xk no puedo ser kmo kiero ?? kual sera mi futuro ?? si mi pasado fue un fracaso ?? k me keda de mi presente ??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-5597504088776618682?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/5597504088776618682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=5597504088776618682' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/5597504088776618682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/5597504088776618682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2008/08/kieres-saber-lo-k-toi-pensando-en-este.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9fxsX43XI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jLKiktkmKrQ/s72-c/1210887011_fpa+subir...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-1712287948785759549</id><published>2008-08-22T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:50:34.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9deb9j_NI/AAAAAAAAADs/3WsWYtoiqxs/s1600-h/1210795886_fpaa+subil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237507669138603218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9deb9j_NI/AAAAAAAAADs/3WsWYtoiqxs/s320/1210795886_fpaa+subil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabes lo k realmente kiero ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kiero decirlo kero sentirlo kero hacerlo i pensarlo pero no puedo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lo siento o no lo siento ?? lo uniko k sabemos es k es un delirio algo infame algo estupido egocentrico pero k pasa x mi mente ?? te kero te odio te siento te respeto me importas a caso yo te importo ?? ken sabe si te imxto pero x k pregunto x k lo digo x k me imxta x k ?? me puedes dar un xk de akello ?? capaz no lo puedas una persona kmo tu no podria dar una buena respuesta a esa preunta pero... pero ?? sabes x k kero saberlo ?? date el tiempo el maldito i pekeño tiempo de saberlo pero keres darte el tiempo ?? lo dudo en realidad  creo k solo te das el tiempo para saber k mal estoi pero no lo k kero... i k es lo k kero ?? no lo sabes sierto ?? k ms puedo hacer si no te das ni el tiempo ni nada... kieres conocerme tal cual soi ?? en realidad lo dudo pero... pero k ms le voi hacer....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-1712287948785759549?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/1712287948785759549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=1712287948785759549' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/1712287948785759549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/1712287948785759549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2008/08/sabes-lo-k-realmente-kiero-kiero.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9deb9j_NI/AAAAAAAAADs/3WsWYtoiqxs/s72-c/1210795886_fpaa+subil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-7126347114900736054</id><published>2008-08-22T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:43:38.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9dJEM1BII/AAAAAAAAADk/h0W-y2H0bYw/s1600-h/1208903850_f+borrosoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237507301982930050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9dJEM1BII/AAAAAAAAADk/h0W-y2H0bYw/s320/1208903850_f+borrosoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No me heches la culpa de algo k no la tengo... no me digas tu eres la culpable si sabemos k tu lo eres... no me pidas perdon x algo k no kieres pedirlo para k lo haces ??... se lo k keres i x eso tengo cuidado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-7126347114900736054?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7126347114900736054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=7126347114900736054' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/7126347114900736054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/7126347114900736054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-me-heches-la-culpa-de-algo-k-no-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9dJEM1BII/AAAAAAAAADk/h0W-y2H0bYw/s72-c/1208903850_f+borrosoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-5582018181254273998</id><published>2008-08-22T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:42:08.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9cpUjgFII/AAAAAAAAADc/xhNgPDZYVE8/s1600-h/22555555ojos+cafexd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237506756617180290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9cpUjgFII/AAAAAAAAADc/xhNgPDZYVE8/s320/22555555ojos+cafexd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nadie sabe nada o nadie sabe todo ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kmo hacer preguntas sin pensar en una respuesta ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kmo partir del final i terminar en el principio ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kmo separar lo armado ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kmo compartir lo k no se puede compartir ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kmo explicar lo k eeh preguntado??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kmo tantos kmo para ke ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kmo sera tantos xkes ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kmo se puede explicar lo intendible??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kmo te puedo decir lo k siento o pienso ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kmo me das una solucion ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kmo pensar en el desenlace si no hai principio ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kmo te dire ete kmo si no kero decirlo ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-5582018181254273998?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/5582018181254273998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=5582018181254273998' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/5582018181254273998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/5582018181254273998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2008/08/nadie-sabe-nada-o-nadie-sabe-todo-kmo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9cpUjgFII/AAAAAAAAADc/xhNgPDZYVE8/s72-c/22555555ojos+cafexd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-7143551501802923046</id><published>2008-08-22T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:39:35.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9b6PyREkI/AAAAAAAAADU/8pa90_m8pU4/s1600-h/23c32d32f32dfds2ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237505947883082306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9b6PyREkI/AAAAAAAAADU/8pa90_m8pU4/s320/23c32d32f32dfds2ds.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extrañaba tanto escribir volver a lo mio volver a sentir lo que siento wow me siento feliz no me olvidaba de mi blog peor sin embargo lo actualizaba super poko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-7143551501802923046?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7143551501802923046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=7143551501802923046' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/7143551501802923046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/7143551501802923046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2008/08/extraaba-tanto-escribir-volver-lo-mio.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/SK9b6PyREkI/AAAAAAAAADU/8pa90_m8pU4/s72-c/23c32d32f32dfds2ds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-3303926107838359455</id><published>2008-02-20T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:05:21.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R7yjM3cVXvI/AAAAAAAAADM/hSdi_NKzqho/s1600-h/1195516590_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169185913751035634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R7yjM3cVXvI/AAAAAAAAADM/hSdi_NKzqho/s320/1195516590_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivo en una fantasia en la cual tu y yo somos testigos... como no sufres si ves k la persona k ms keres en este mundo sufre y que cuando esta mal no puedes darle un abrazo o un beso o un te amo ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-3303926107838359455?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/3303926107838359455/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=3303926107838359455' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/3303926107838359455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/3303926107838359455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2008/02/vivo-en-una-fantasia-en-la-cual-tu-y-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R7yjM3cVXvI/AAAAAAAAADM/hSdi_NKzqho/s72-c/1195516590_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-4778196177969879197</id><published>2008-01-10T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T12:56:56.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R4aEhnkEIgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/we7cWVio3Ps/s1600-h/de+yu+x).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153952536662909442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R4aEhnkEIgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/we7cWVio3Ps/s320/de+yu+x).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Las personas toman rutas distintas cuando buscan la felicidad y satisfacción. El hecho de que su ruta no coincida con la suya no quiere decir que se hayan perdido...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me encanta la frace la encuentro sabiaa :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-4778196177969879197?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/4778196177969879197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=4778196177969879197' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/4778196177969879197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/4778196177969879197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2008/01/las-personas-toman-rutas-distintas.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R4aEhnkEIgI/AAAAAAAAAC0/we7cWVio3Ps/s72-c/de+yu+x).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-3629107128066082423</id><published>2007-12-08T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T14:06:16.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R1sUhna_aEI/AAAAAAAAACk/d1Qa3tSt7Xk/s1600-h/1136928858_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141725967323981890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R1sUhna_aEI/AAAAAAAAACk/d1Qa3tSt7Xk/s320/1136928858_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veamos mucho mas alla de lo k hasta ahora logramos ver ii nos daremos cuenta k hai personas k valen mushio mas la pena k lo k pensabamos demosnos el tempo de conecer al k esta al lad tuyo ii cuando lo conozcas opina sobre el... llegemos a ver mas de lo k vemos reaccionemos sobre lo k sabemos ii compartamos las opiniones sin k choken...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-3629107128066082423?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/3629107128066082423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=3629107128066082423' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/3629107128066082423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/3629107128066082423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/12/veamos-mucho-mas-alla-de-lo-k-hasta.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R1sUhna_aEI/AAAAAAAAACk/d1Qa3tSt7Xk/s72-c/1136928858_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-6729452940710660781</id><published>2007-12-04T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T16:10:00.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R1XsGna_aDI/AAAAAAAAACc/3--q5PBjZYs/s1600-h/1193692447_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140274148118849586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R1XsGna_aDI/AAAAAAAAACc/3--q5PBjZYs/s320/1193692447_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;los k existen no kieren existir ii los k no existen buscan alguna forma para poder expresar lo k no dijieron antes de k murieran... awww en algunas ocaciones siento tantas kosas k me dan ganas de tirar todo ii kedar sin nada ii morir no seguir con una falsedad ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-6729452940710660781?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6729452940710660781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=6729452940710660781' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/6729452940710660781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/6729452940710660781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/12/los-k-existen-no-kieren-existir-ii-los.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R1XsGna_aDI/AAAAAAAAACc/3--q5PBjZYs/s72-c/1193692447_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-8167509477723238029</id><published>2007-11-28T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:10:40.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R04Q0mdq7TI/AAAAAAAAACU/OgolXEIY38E/s1600-h/1160083270_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138062720740551986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R04Q0mdq7TI/AAAAAAAAACU/OgolXEIY38E/s320/1160083270_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tercera foto k subo hoii nuc creo k ando inspira hjahjahjaa :) la foto nuc realmente lo k representa pero a mi artas veces se me aah roto el corazon mushios dicen el corazon esta dolio ii volaz asii cuando terminan una relacion i bla bla bla pero cuando te desepcionas k puedes hacer es peor k nada ... el corazon es como un vidrio cuando se te cae no lo puedes volver armar ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-8167509477723238029?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8167509477723238029/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=8167509477723238029' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/8167509477723238029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/8167509477723238029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/11/tercera-foto-k-subo-hoii-nuc-creo-k.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R04Q0mdq7TI/AAAAAAAAACU/OgolXEIY38E/s72-c/1160083270_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-3296994850129271601</id><published>2007-11-28T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:05:13.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R04Owmdq7SI/AAAAAAAAACM/n6bvUc9KFes/s1600-h/Paisajes-53311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138060452997819682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R04Owmdq7SI/AAAAAAAAACM/n6bvUc9KFes/s320/Paisajes-53311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no es necesario k una foto represente justamente lo k kieres decir x k el color el reflejo la presencia puede decirlo todo sin tener k utilizar una palabra una frace o capaz una lagrima..&lt;br /&gt;me gustaria escribir como pablo neruda o gabriela mistral .. o tal ves solo como una autora X pero k lo k escribo sea leido x personas k refleccion ii k los errores traten de cambiarlos a virtudes es dificil a algunas edades uno lo ve todo definido pero al final uno se da cuenta k no es asi solo es algo k parece serlo i k no lo es... cuantas veces a  los adolesentes nos aah dado ganas de matarnos x alguna u otra forma o problema pero siempre hai algo k nos ayuda a seguir ii k no nos deja rendirnos pero es tan dificil no rendirse sobre todo cuando una no se puede ayudar a una misma ii ve todo de color gris (como la foto)  es tan absurdo todo esto pensar k nosotros podemos acabar nuestra vida sabiendo k x lo menos a mi edad tengo mushio x vivir mushio x entregar ii musho x demostrar.. pero x k sii x k me trato de dar x vencida pero algo me hace seguir lo k es no lo se pero algunas veces kiero morirme no seguir no sufrir no no NO no kiero pero no me kiero dar x vencuida x k primero kero demostrar kosas k nadie se imagina k puedo hacer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-3296994850129271601?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/3296994850129271601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=3296994850129271601' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/3296994850129271601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/3296994850129271601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-es-necesario-k-una-foto-represente.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R04Owmdq7SI/AAAAAAAAACM/n6bvUc9KFes/s72-c/Paisajes-53311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-8214922167844873142</id><published>2007-11-28T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T16:52:03.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R04MKmdq7RI/AAAAAAAAACE/P_f4HaALiig/s1600-h/Heart+hurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138057601139535122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R04MKmdq7RI/AAAAAAAAACE/P_f4HaALiig/s320/Heart+hurt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo mejor en algunas ocaciones suele ser lo peor... sufrimos i no nos damos cuenta en los errores en las ekivocaciones k mushos cometemos como propias personas.. decimos las cosas sin pensarlas sin saber si podemos herir a los de+s o no... kosas k d vdad te pueden llegar a doler i somos tan absurdan k las decimos para k la otra persona se sienta mal x el simple hecho de que nos cae mal o no keremos k sean felices...  x k tenemos las mentalidad tan absurda tan tonta tan egoista tan... x k no pensamos k a nosotros no nos gustaria k nos hicieran eso x k lo aguantamos x k usamos muchas veces el x k pero nunk para cosas buenas.. una ves k usaramos el x k para identificarnos e interpretar todo seria tan distinto ese x k...  significarian tantas kosas si tantas kosas alegrres buena inteligentes i sabriamos colocarnos en el lugar del otro pero no lo sabemos hacer la vdad mui pokos lo hacen i el k lo hace no se valora....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-8214922167844873142?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/8214922167844873142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=8214922167844873142' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/8214922167844873142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/8214922167844873142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/11/lo-mejor-en-algunas-ocaciones-suele-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/R04MKmdq7RI/AAAAAAAAACE/P_f4HaALiig/s72-c/Heart+hurt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-3532031167695272177</id><published>2007-10-16T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T13:25:01.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RxUd4YcAM_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/1t4hg4GVkeM/s1600-h/wenaaa+feaa+%5E%5E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122033005673591794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RxUd4YcAM_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/1t4hg4GVkeM/s320/wenaaa+feaa+%5E%5E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sentimientos k vuelan k desaparecen a traves del tiempo y en el momento lo vemos como todo...  como k sin eso no podemos vivir pero al final todo sige igual i algunas veces mejora... sensaciones k en el momentos nos hacen  llorar buscar refugio en algo tan proximo ver k el mundo se cae i qe la soledad nos acompaña pero no miramos para adelante nos kedamos metido en ese mundo en el k todo se ve negro i sin salida... dspues nos damos cuenta k la salida estaba hai proxima ii k cerramos nuestro ojos i no la pudimos ver  pero dspues el ciclo acaba termina los sufrimientos ii solo kedan como dolorosos i dulces recuerdos todo mezclado en una sola sensacion...ablar de sentimientos mas fuertes es como decir te amo sin sentirlo o besarte sin kerer hacerlo pero la vdad nunk pasa eso x k las ocaciones proximas no se adecuaron a la situacion i cuando algo termina en mala nada puede k sea como antes en esas circunstancias nada ni nadie puede interferir los recuerdos malos pertenecen i los buenos se los lleva el viento sin k los buenos keden i los malos desaparezcan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-3532031167695272177?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/3532031167695272177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=3532031167695272177' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/3532031167695272177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/3532031167695272177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/10/sentimientos-k-vuelan-k-desaparecen.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RxUd4YcAM_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/1t4hg4GVkeM/s72-c/wenaaa+feaa+%5E%5E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-5466950735408438901</id><published>2007-10-07T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T16:58:49.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RwlxFIcAM-I/AAAAAAAAABs/uuLYjj2w0U0/s1600-h/hai+lo+k+hai+nu+%2Bs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118746784461501410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RwlxFIcAM-I/AAAAAAAAABs/uuLYjj2w0U0/s320/hai+lo+k+hai+nu+%2Bs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;en algunas ocaciones lo k menos nos gusta es lo k suele representar mas las kosas .. los sentimientos las emociones los altos ii bajos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;los colores representan musho de tu pensar de tu animo  pero x k no podemos mandar nuestros animos ??  sempre dicen k es algo mental pero si lo mental lo controlamos x k esto no se puede controlar x k cuando nosotros keremos algo no lo podemos tener ...  en el sentido k cuando andamos con pena nunk podemos cambiar ese sentimiento ii seguimos con pena =/ cosas k ni el destino ni el tiempo ni nada podra cambiar capaz solo le encontremos una pequeña  respuesta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-5466950735408438901?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/5466950735408438901/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=5466950735408438901' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/5466950735408438901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/5466950735408438901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/10/en-algunas-ocaciones-lo-k-menos-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RwlxFIcAM-I/AAAAAAAAABs/uuLYjj2w0U0/s72-c/hai+lo+k+hai+nu+%2Bs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-7241785345274516311</id><published>2007-10-06T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T18:03:10.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RwgvSYcAM8I/AAAAAAAAABU/11OSwxZRZO0/s1600-h/1191700252_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118392969350624194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RwgvSYcAM8I/AAAAAAAAABU/11OSwxZRZO0/s320/1191700252_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Para k mostrar lo k no kieres k los demas lo vean para k seguir en un mundo en el cual no puedes adecuarte a el ... para k esperar k los demas cambien si tu no eres capaz de cambiar ..  para que si para que hacernos tantas preguntas si ni la mitad de ellas las podemos responder ya sea por una u otra razon &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;es obio k las cosas pazan x  algo pero x k pazan cuando uno no kere k pase x k el mundo i el destino es asi ?? si kedriamos cambiar kosas de las cuales hicimos i nos arepentimos pero x k nos arepentimos si lo exo . exo esta nu hai nada mas k hacerle ....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-7241785345274516311?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/7241785345274516311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=7241785345274516311' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/7241785345274516311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/7241785345274516311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/10/para-k-mostrar-lo-k-no-kieres-k-los.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RwgvSYcAM8I/AAAAAAAAABU/11OSwxZRZO0/s72-c/1191700252_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-1286537019838991638</id><published>2007-09-15T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:34:16.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RuxpK-7nrYI/AAAAAAAAABM/UkefLsA2i2o/s1600-h/1189885896_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110575314571341186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RuxpK-7nrYI/AAAAAAAAABM/UkefLsA2i2o/s320/1189885896_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amor imposible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este amor imposible...me ha hecho reflexionar;me he dado cuenta...de que éste amor virtual...es un mundo de ilusiones…sin dejar ver claro... mi realidad.&lt;br /&gt;Mi realidad es otra,y no la quiero engañar...seguiré afrontando mi vidaaunque sea...una vez más.&lt;br /&gt;En un mundo irreal...me sumergí un día...y a consecuencia de ello,están sufriendo tu alma y la mía,una experiencia difícil de olvidar,y... que hay personas...que, pueden pasarlo mal.&lt;br /&gt;Me cuesta escribir lo que pienso...porque se, que es mi sentencia final...pero... tengo que ser conscientede que a nadie quiero dañar.&lt;br /&gt;Un amor, surgido de la nadaun amor... a distancia...esas consecuencias a veces...te hacen sufrir, se envenena el alma...y yo... así... no quiero vivir.&lt;br /&gt;Me quedaré en la penumbra...recordando...lo que puedo haber sido...&lt;br /&gt;Y... no fueunos días felices...que jamás olvidaré.&lt;br /&gt;Vida ingrata ... ésta eres tú,no me hagas mas dañodeja ya, de hacerme sufrir...si sabes que es imposibleporque revives en mí...unos bonitos sentimientosque nunca... podré compartir.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-1286537019838991638?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/1286537019838991638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=1286537019838991638' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/1286537019838991638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/1286537019838991638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/09/amor-imposible-este-amor-imposible.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RuxpK-7nrYI/AAAAAAAAABM/UkefLsA2i2o/s72-c/1189885896_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-6289264881601235324</id><published>2007-09-09T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T15:41:59.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RuRwrCvv_WI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xR6ZbBb0vLg/s1600-h/1188588451_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108331762118819170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RuRwrCvv_WI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xR6ZbBb0vLg/s320/1188588451_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waa nuc k pensar me siento entre la espada ii la pared aunqe prefiero no mentir ii ir siempre con la vdad x k nuc antes mentiaa muxo ii nu me haciaa bm nu taba bm con io mismaa ii no cometeree otaa ves ese error... pero ir con la vdad algunas veces trae consecuencias como la de ahora me mandoo kgas ii nuc como salir de ellas solo afrontar ii naa mas pom aunqe siempre va a vr un arepentimiento asii como el de ahora iaa nuc k mas decir ando mal ii k tanta wea ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-6289264881601235324?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/6289264881601235324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=6289264881601235324' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/6289264881601235324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/6289264881601235324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/09/waa-nuc-k-pensar-me-siento-entre-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RuRwrCvv_WI/AAAAAAAAAAo/xR6ZbBb0vLg/s72-c/1188588451_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2225163657460614254.post-73707311334520465</id><published>2007-09-09T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:19:17.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RuRG2yvv_UI/AAAAAAAAAAY/SiG_DTfmt7I/s1600-h/1188928481_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108285784493915458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RuRG2yvv_UI/AAAAAAAAAAY/SiG_DTfmt7I/s320/1188928481_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La felicidad de algunos es la tristeza de otros suelee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suceder en algunos casos aunqe algunos pueden decir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k no es asi pero yo puedo afirmar k lo es creo k algunas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;veces expresar lo k siente a traves de palabras exos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o actuaciones sirve para darse cuenta uno mismo kenes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somo ii k keremos en la vida &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2225163657460614254-73707311334520465?l=nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/feeds/73707311334520465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2225163657460614254&amp;postID=73707311334520465' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/73707311334520465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2225163657460614254/posts/default/73707311334520465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nieliiiiitaah.blogspot.com/2007/09/la-felicidad-de-algunos-es-la-tristeza.html' title=''/><author><name>Nieliiiiitaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12941328646398007096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u6Vhkj_9cRM/RuRG2yvv_UI/AAAAAAAAAAY/SiG_DTfmt7I/s72-c/1188928481_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
