tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27713766903675427792024-03-05T02:22:18.904-08:00SINTOMATIZACIONaluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-6494144365716101152011-05-12T12:52:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:36:53.659-07:00<div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; ">E</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">sta es una entrada de esas particulares, donde hablo directamente de mi o de algo que este en relación. Hace unos días me cree una pagina donde te hacen preguntas o vos podes hacer y contestas o viceversa <b>(</b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://www.formspring.me/aluciinaandote" style="line-height: 18px; "><b>http://www.formspring.me/aluciinaandote</b></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><b>).</b> El tema esta en que una chica me hizo una pregunta que era la siguiente: <b>''Gracias a tu papá aprendiste a..'' ,</b> inmediatamente después de leerla empece a escribir y a pensar acerca de eso y cuando me di cuenta había escrito cosas que realmente aprendí de el, y lo volví a leer y caí en que no tengo un padre, tengo un ''padrazo'' al cual amo y admiro con todo mi ser. El cual es parte de mi y se que soy parte de el. Un padre al que si un día no lo tengo moriría con el. <b>Tengo de esos padres que son difíciles de encontrar.</b> </span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-family: arial; line-height: 18px; "><div style="text-align: center;">Mi respuesta fue esta:</div></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; ">''Gracias a tu papá aprendiste a''</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span">A ser bastante tolerante, aprendí a amar, aprendí a que todavía pueden existir hombres que respeten a su mujer y a su familia. Aprendí que se puede lucharla desde abajo y llegar a tener grandes cosas, aprendí que siempre hay que ser humilde por sobre todo. <b>Aprendí que un padre puede dar la vida por una hija</b>. Gracias a mi papá tengo un ídolo, y ese es el.</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br /></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "><b>TE AMO FRANCISCO!</b></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "><b><br /></b></span></div></span>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-22550839402655975712011-05-10T19:39:00.000-07:002011-05-10T20:01:53.835-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><div style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><br /></span></span></div><b><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Y mientras </span><span class="Apple-style-span">yo te doy</span><span class="Apple-style-span"> de día lo que ella no cumple en las noches.</span></b></span></div></b></span></div><div style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></b></span></div><div style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></b></span></div></b></span></span>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-31721553740131991882011-05-05T14:06:00.000-07:002011-05-05T14:09:38.968-07:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVEA4qwv_JOqJlbK_Px8-Cwl_cv5lRda4RwjpDUVkpnOaqT629osF1Vp0TV88tWMMbmKsdAaLls4EwZQZ3u9uAfvfegi4BhmU7YNEUy77eZOH23emmVRvnS8Ieaw8RO1DrTEQUgrxqob4/s1600/1298657792793_f.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVEA4qwv_JOqJlbK_Px8-Cwl_cv5lRda4RwjpDUVkpnOaqT629osF1Vp0TV88tWMMbmKsdAaLls4EwZQZ3u9uAfvfegi4BhmU7YNEUy77eZOH23emmVRvnS8Ieaw8RO1DrTEQUgrxqob4/s400/1298657792793_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603341983386499442" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Lo que ME cura se va, </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >siempre se va</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" >. Se queda un rato, me mima, me miente, y después se va.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div></span>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-25936626928228410442011-05-03T22:08:00.000-07:002011-05-03T22:10:45.169-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Nueva en: </span><a href="http://www.formspring.me/aluciinaandote"><span class="Apple-style-span">http://www.formspring.me/aluciinaandote</span></a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>¡PREGUNTAME LO QUE TENGAS GANAS!</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><br /></b></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-41646702548189496862011-04-26T22:52:00.000-07:002011-04-26T22:56:49.614-07:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWaP3cDSyQuohGR07RJ-eih9Zw9BOGrt8OPpBhyphenhyphen839iAMTQ8hahB4re_6eZAOhCag5ujD1lWUYcYv5PTQ0Z5J3pRGpPwsICsTy77sjA-KZf3e-ILixtJTEcpaCi6z9u-lThM7Z7uZ7DF0/s1600/1245115355040_f.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWaP3cDSyQuohGR07RJ-eih9Zw9BOGrt8OPpBhyphenhyphen839iAMTQ8hahB4re_6eZAOhCag5ujD1lWUYcYv5PTQ0Z5J3pRGpPwsICsTy77sjA-KZf3e-ILixtJTEcpaCi6z9u-lThM7Z7uZ7DF0/s400/1245115355040_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600138196053416050" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div><br /></div><div>Ojala me atreva a ser más asesina de mis sueños para<b> no soñarte</b>. Ojala pueda poner en penitencia a mi paciencia para <b>no esperarte</b>.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></span></span>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-6308658391723725412011-04-05T07:35:00.000-07:002011-04-05T07:53:39.565-07:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIuzRQ8cC1ipVkoFabwycytaE0rnmaQjeJQs9I7sk6YE-Al8WViD9OGrjBVhtZS5bd5OAWeenN3jwRFLhLPm0JogkWNlQm4zTiLDKg-LMmzNr1efiDo8FC94cAmeHB2OjaaRDvNLhNBJM/s1600/1285159855102_f.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIuzRQ8cC1ipVkoFabwycytaE0rnmaQjeJQs9I7sk6YE-Al8WViD9OGrjBVhtZS5bd5OAWeenN3jwRFLhLPm0JogkWNlQm4zTiLDKg-LMmzNr1efiDo8FC94cAmeHB2OjaaRDvNLhNBJM/s400/1285159855102_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592110821601695874" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Quitame el<b> deseo</b> de estar con el.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-66809686432857163142011-03-30T00:45:00.000-07:002011-03-30T00:55:54.557-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" ><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div>En relación a la ultima entrada que hice les comento que <b>corte</b> con mi novio de ese momento.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >De cada relación, de cada vivencia siempre hay que buscar llevarse un aprendizaje y el mio fue:<b> ''Nunca dejes que la violencia se meta en una relación, nadie tiene el derecho de pegarte, de maltratarte o de no respetarte''</b>.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Acotando algo a mi situación sentimental del momento, <b>mi ex</b>, el nombrado en la ultima entrada me visitó hace un rato. Prácticamente me acoso toda la tarde para venir, hasta que lo logró. Vino hace un rato largo. Visita de doctor o asistencia medica para ser sutil.<br /><b>Corte con el hace un año</b>, pero nunca dejamos de vernos, <b>cada tanto estamos juntos</b>. Generalmente me busca el. Aveces me mira con amor, otras no tanto, pero siempre tiene algún gesto en que se le nota un poco de cariño.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" >A todo esto, mi pregunta es: </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >¿Porque un hombre , teniendo novia, buscaría recurridas veces y durante bastante tiempo a una Ex, a pesar de tener pareja y de decirle a esa novia que la ama?</span></b></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></b></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-12925328452424073882011-02-16T23:32:00.000-08:002011-02-16T23:38:53.019-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>TENGO NOVIO Y AMO A MI EX.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >¿Un gran problema no?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-24437096301575976072010-12-03T13:53:00.000-08:002010-12-03T13:59:35.252-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div align="justify" style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div align="justify" style="text-align: center;line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">''Yo hago lo mío y tú haces lo tuyo.</span></span></span></div><div align="justify" style="text-align: center;line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">No estoy en este mundo para colmar tus expectativas, y tú no estás este mundo para colmar las mías.</span></span></span></div><div align="justify" style="text-align: center;line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Tú eres tú y yo soy yo.</span></span></span></div><div align="justify" style="text-align: center;line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Y </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">si por casualidad nos encontramos es hermoso.</span></b></span></span></div><div align="justify" style="text-align: center;line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Si no, no puede remediarse''</span></span></span></div><div align="justify" style="text-align: center;line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div align="justify" style="text-align: center;line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div></span>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-15168693013620845472010-11-24T14:53:00.000-08:002010-11-24T14:55:42.020-08:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZdMMlrERAeUoeRxWsnQoBXITuwatJ976LwLqHbIyo8pkWwSE7nzUWlqi-bT-70lO4JI_DtCpdpgxzCy3CK19jHoKTir7GH55Cnk9Y3YJwJ4OUljAfNNgeDVR8SHvuctj9co5_cHo2IZA/s1600/1255387614363_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZdMMlrERAeUoeRxWsnQoBXITuwatJ976LwLqHbIyo8pkWwSE7nzUWlqi-bT-70lO4JI_DtCpdpgxzCy3CK19jHoKTir7GH55Cnk9Y3YJwJ4OUljAfNNgeDVR8SHvuctj9co5_cHo2IZA/s400/1255387614363_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543253597585055330" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;">Lo único que sé, es que perdí todo al <b>amarte.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div></span></span>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-28605309611310669802010-11-16T16:31:00.000-08:002010-11-23T01:09:45.106-08:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Una vez en una película romántica escuche una frase que dice mas o menos lo siguiente: <b>''Uno tiene la vida amorosa que quiere''</b> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">La escucho y pienso, </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">ni ahí, me parece patético!</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> Yo no quiero estar sola. No quiero estar mendigando amor. No quiero ser la segunda en ninguna historia de amor. No quiero ser usada como un objeto ''sexual''. Pero también soy consciente de que podría estar evitando ciertas cosas, podría decir NO. Podría cortar diversas situaciones, podría esquivarlas.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Alguien una vez me dijo, ''a vos te gusta complicarte la vida, '<b>'Vos te buscas los problemas</b>'', quizás tenía razón esa persona, creo que es así. Se ve que me gustan los problemas.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span">A veces caminando observo a la gente y veo como hay millones de parejitas caminando de la mano felices, ¿Porque yo no puedo ser igual a ellos? <b>¿Porque no puedo tener un amor normal?</b> Porque soy una reverenda ''<b>PELOTUDA''. </b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; ">Porque me meto en donde no me tengo que meter, porque no puedo despegarme del pasado, porque dejo que las cosas sigan igual, porque no busco el cambio, porque sigo estando en lo superficial del amor.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>QUERIDO CUPIDO:</b> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Quiero un amor de verdad - <b>Q</b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><b>uiero sentirme amada por alguien</b> - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Quiero que me miren y sentir que lo hacen con amor, con pasión - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><b>Quiero sentirme cuidada</b> - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Quiero sentir que soy única para alguien -<b> </b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><b>Quiero amar</b> - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Quiero dar y recibir -</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "> <b>Quiero despertarme por la mañana y ver un mensaje en mi celular de ''buenos días''</b> - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Quiero acostarme y ver uno de ''buenas noches'' - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><b>Quiero amanecer con alguien, quiero dormir acompañada</b> - </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Quiero, quiero y quiero-</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">No sé si se entendió que quiero un </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b>A M O R.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-77593803885078459702010-11-04T02:06:00.000-07:002010-11-04T02:08:17.168-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">No puedo creer como se me esta pasando la vida, como voy viviendo y todo lo que viví.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b>Felices 20 años a mi.</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-73629800970030398692010-10-26T22:02:00.000-07:002010-10-26T22:18:05.995-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div>Me cago en <b>'VOS'.</b> </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Me cago en tu <b>'NOVIA'.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Me cago en verte con '<b>ELLA'.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Me cago en las cosas que me <b>'DECÍAS'.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Me cago en los 54545451 mensajes que me<b> 'MANDABAS'</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Me cago en las más de 8 horas por día que '<b>HABLÁBAMOS'.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Me cago en el aniversario con <b>'LA CHIQUITA ESTA'.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Me cago en la </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">'SITUACIÓN'.</span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Me cago en mi </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><b>'SENTIMIENTO'.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">ME CAGO EN VOS PAPI!</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-53929214840925323342010-10-23T19:14:00.000-07:002010-10-23T19:24:46.810-07:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZBarN20kCZ8DUg5tyrGfyAFMA4SjYj7ZvVTftOvu9MVIYVdY7moSim-RxVF6HVOHb9ThrdXEi1xxaXm9HD_ZmPMvZl3fRswpO0pHcBjCO941kt79S8Au0szwPrnmyiDma6Nu4CISyOsQ/s1600/1271968134081_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZBarN20kCZ8DUg5tyrGfyAFMA4SjYj7ZvVTftOvu9MVIYVdY7moSim-RxVF6HVOHb9ThrdXEi1xxaXm9HD_ZmPMvZl3fRswpO0pHcBjCO941kt79S8Au0szwPrnmyiDma6Nu4CISyOsQ/s400/1271968134081_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531432653687102722" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">¿Qué más puedo inventarle al corazón? ¿Cómo le explico que vos tenes <b>otro amor</b>?</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-63271199313808166492010-10-13T10:52:00.000-07:002010-10-13T10:56:01.084-07:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOJd6FoLP_bkDn7ZkEyEDzB0lQdNhiVHvDO6PbwGwVDQ15zRwszcwYaIHNboeLNhUUbpiXcoA_JTjz4xDJCUWUcTxvXKhkni9Xn6_XfCaDxgCu6DgVQB1QlXa1279fx33y5XdeatR0jCo/s1600/1283567087049_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOJd6FoLP_bkDn7ZkEyEDzB0lQdNhiVHvDO6PbwGwVDQ15zRwszcwYaIHNboeLNhUUbpiXcoA_JTjz4xDJCUWUcTxvXKhkni9Xn6_XfCaDxgCu6DgVQB1QlXa1279fx33y5XdeatR0jCo/s400/1283567087049_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527590442098888098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">No se acaba el amor solo con decir <b>'adiós'</b></span></span><b>.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-73054021554786022762010-09-14T16:43:00.000-07:002010-09-14T16:46:47.584-07:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sTNTp12DLjR5gb-kw2iKqN9aG2cTVMdfU_csj3cTmf5SWec1aB-EFVcQJuOHTiWGANwtw8pmJ5Au5Rs8AU6ys4UDZ71KMlPghGEOEjWio_triol7zAfaObDnekfRhOzTzwZE0eAPcc4/s1600/1284078557868_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sTNTp12DLjR5gb-kw2iKqN9aG2cTVMdfU_csj3cTmf5SWec1aB-EFVcQJuOHTiWGANwtw8pmJ5Au5Rs8AU6ys4UDZ71KMlPghGEOEjWio_triol7zAfaObDnekfRhOzTzwZE0eAPcc4/s400/1284078557868_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516919334361729090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>Regalo mi corazón</b> en cada amanecer y <b>robo algunos beso</b>s que nunca diré</span></span>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-77156282806490777292010-08-20T00:57:00.000-07:002010-08-20T00:59:31.956-07:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqi9_YU1V2CayMguJ9Lv49xWVOwy_L1QRmDMJQwZK0CZo4Er7b8Th4eV69yRbZd5l-In3Mf16HKbIxmce6HpEFBzxuMm967E8jW2PmpGqEG2H3sBv_WDsdXBhQlamBEQeK9KYYvezVFUA/s1600/1282243924236_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqi9_YU1V2CayMguJ9Lv49xWVOwy_L1QRmDMJQwZK0CZo4Er7b8Th4eV69yRbZd5l-In3Mf16HKbIxmce6HpEFBzxuMm967E8jW2PmpGqEG2H3sBv_WDsdXBhQlamBEQeK9KYYvezVFUA/s400/1282243924236_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507398458398531298" /></a><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">Estoy tratando de decirte que me <b>desespero de esperarte.</b></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><b><br /></b></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-87748856344680806112010-08-09T16:10:00.000-07:002010-08-09T16:14:48.536-07:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2K43xzWD9TFJFDxCLwXuoErXS0H7yutyW7JuJtTRG-05Yl79AFYU7__xSoNt370JtnyvRQNJTVjenGi5EPC9Y-gTiWOZjEo-_1c4R1wC2NddsizeoIE4MBIqEStI-Z_o2uS8UygDxa4k/s1600/1280884775303_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2K43xzWD9TFJFDxCLwXuoErXS0H7yutyW7JuJtTRG-05Yl79AFYU7__xSoNt370JtnyvRQNJTVjenGi5EPC9Y-gTiWOZjEo-_1c4R1wC2NddsizeoIE4MBIqEStI-Z_o2uS8UygDxa4k/s400/1280884775303_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503552322228428514" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lo que yo quiero, </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">corazón cobarde</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Es que mueras por mí.</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-92178631863869576562010-07-26T11:20:00.000-07:002010-07-26T11:25:01.753-07:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirTu0H-sEFpAFSNM1qULryd9lhxTmh37B494kb4w1M3Jn_DiiFbeiqmzSaRxJaMRxQyGeqG4eqah_TE3PV7Xzy4r_ezc0Sa7m0NsgLacT9dJDqYe2Scxtu0BJSkDf3j71cmWC33fbh4H8/s1600/1268700254985_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirTu0H-sEFpAFSNM1qULryd9lhxTmh37B494kb4w1M3Jn_DiiFbeiqmzSaRxJaMRxQyGeqG4eqah_TE3PV7Xzy4r_ezc0Sa7m0NsgLacT9dJDqYe2Scxtu0BJSkDf3j71cmWC33fbh4H8/s400/1268700254985_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498281702930756914" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Por cada parte de mi que te <b>desea</b>, otra te rechaza.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-5866837759301107112010-07-06T23:22:00.000-07:002010-07-06T23:41:23.140-07:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUSPLj-itQTJbnjadGw2M4lx6CUJmzyJ2WLqhNgm8thMBwOCSCFzaga0xc_sYRiRjL-iT-_mwm1Juza_RGQB8kQYxk6u8I3KHXgZPOSVJL9wyZhIH0DjymVpTNvpTjEfZMytfMzCgTqAk/s1600/1274280308541_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUSPLj-itQTJbnjadGw2M4lx6CUJmzyJ2WLqhNgm8thMBwOCSCFzaga0xc_sYRiRjL-iT-_mwm1Juza_RGQB8kQYxk6u8I3KHXgZPOSVJL9wyZhIH0DjymVpTNvpTjEfZMytfMzCgTqAk/s400/1274280308541_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491049016003512210" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:11px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana;font-size:14px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sé que me enamoré. Yo caí perdida s</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">in conocer que </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">al salir el sol</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, siempre, </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">se te iba el amor.</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Siempre me hiciste como quisiste.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div></span></span></span>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-83476527555438177502010-07-03T13:04:00.000-07:002010-07-03T13:55:58.253-07:00<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"><pre><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Y cada garganta gritó en cada esquina,</span></span></span></div><span style="line-height: 20px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>"ES UN SENTIMIENTO, VAMOS ARGENTINA"</b></span></span></div></span></pre></span></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKI3LaJT39u6a1w5AmecgoOeE-Ea-XRre6t1rQr-9LTWwUFO5b5CsQHuuDN5EKaAyHK23GlrX0ebYfygWOClqVsMH6Oji46m-6mBbWaVxUDHofjaPF6LImf5B-AlOGZFmeB6y0dY-C99M/s1600/36669_408187710838_87545580838_4271887_7241469_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmzfbpEwYhkSA3w4M9p5M8OgPwl8fAqzcyWFPXZJ6w4DkK8TM2U7CNogHdQNsMdDVQmgwzN80Tohc-Kscc_9OP3LdX0qifPFm4jc2BGt-7yL3ZSi_w8sOVWnTJtNqWCMTz1xlpA0B5CPE/s400/33425_407882420838_87545580838_4264086_1995663_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489778341062977314" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbwA07yHedZWa97-_naYh1Z328Oq5nMb-1soSjnHfjcG_lYr5CKeEAe5nxP1sJVwVs1f3JcjqxYeGNYZgzofxBGAC7mnMeRU2wj4GRMDlbvVcupcMMKqyicHKfpymSuJmoVtLnauDYXo/s1600/33425_407882410838_87545580838_4264084_1442261_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbwA07yHedZWa97-_naYh1Z328Oq5nMb-1soSjnHfjcG_lYr5CKeEAe5nxP1sJVwVs1f3JcjqxYeGNYZgzofxBGAC7mnMeRU2wj4GRMDlbvVcupcMMKqyicHKfpymSuJmoVtLnauDYXo/s400/33425_407882410838_87545580838_4264084_1442261_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489777564490714434" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"><pre><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Tanta gloria, tanto futbol. Desplegado por el mundo.</span></span></span></div><span style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:arial, tahoma, verdana;font-size:14px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>Y en cada gol la pasion y la emocion.</b></span></div></span></pre></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbCx8Kg-TfJVWYI7iI-FL6V0eTWra8aL64nfskS0m5ve4VxluJjsC7UpuMAW0_Xbf9Djvb0phjRQivqu_ETNRbKy4a792gV-k6Sc5gIwqvrntGN6-quGyouBFiDZv49d-6MnuytVtFWQ/s1600/34010_409780725838_87545580838_4304680_7829824_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbCx8Kg-TfJVWYI7iI-FL6V0eTWra8aL64nfskS0m5ve4VxluJjsC7UpuMAW0_Xbf9Djvb0phjRQivqu_ETNRbKy4a792gV-k6Sc5gIwqvrntGN6-quGyouBFiDZv49d-6MnuytVtFWQ/s400/34010_409780725838_87545580838_4304680_7829824_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489777559836506914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFbL2MLwPkhyplYDrdXMRhvv24FQN7_t-Uhs4C8-kXsTakpB2my6IvQhH0FxDzBIp5c4S8v9L8zdBYItBfvHq1X55ZEHvArBGUGemnrwrxZjOL-YRLwhi1XBo9EDW5Z8xqd3x50RdvSbY/s1600/36912_404574250838_87545580838_4185026_5986771_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xd5EuPfRfEdI7v0q8PFMWBuas3LdlMgcXeqbwhTFBZxt4Hwf_h3l3TniazHxCF8x_S-Y-4tXh5CkHUhtrW-bs8X98fxkDH_QgIvqWwGvVF4KZerKtT1v26rqSnZkvHzKJT5c3omj0xg/s400/35016_409815285838_87545580838_4305317_4643365_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489777543597853922" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAGvtKgm9D0bU5YumyfAYFHGfGOxcbhiCiiYNUMOk3FPxRA9bmvECJWj9CRaImNOZ6qxkuWKEyRTRAoEd-qqfMYtoy0cxDKhMBebcCTeZJmmy121mF160blWYsO1_TnNFd4NKF7_0lkJs/s1600/34681_409836700838_87545580838_4305606_3038544_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAGvtKgm9D0bU5YumyfAYFHGfGOxcbhiCiiYNUMOk3FPxRA9bmvECJWj9CRaImNOZ6qxkuWKEyRTRAoEd-qqfMYtoy0cxDKhMBebcCTeZJmmy121mF160blWYsO1_TnNFd4NKF7_0lkJs/s400/34681_409836700838_87545580838_4305606_3038544_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489776863444269394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvo1AYX_g3I1UXmwNgjRZYWj_LG93N1Fe9HloxbMvAz3he4aJ9wLdZ1ZBOrYPd8RX8R0q1hgzcgh1l1rI0KI1szGyWpieY6PscMdr925AZ7lX9ZnGpyIJmyZbFAxAzlfiJZ4QJa47zn0/s1600/36912_404574260838_87545580838_4185027_2775408_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvo1AYX_g3I1UXmwNgjRZYWj_LG93N1Fe9HloxbMvAz3he4aJ9wLdZ1ZBOrYPd8RX8R0q1hgzcgh1l1rI0KI1szGyWpieY6PscMdr925AZ7lX9ZnGpyIJmyZbFAxAzlfiJZ4QJa47zn0/s400/36912_404574260838_87545580838_4185027_2775408_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489776854785659122" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> No hubo medallas solo hambre de gloria.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">No saliste campeón del mundo, pero estoy orgullosa del director técnico, de los jugadores, de cada partido, de cada pelota. Estoy orgullosa de vos </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">A</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">R</span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">G</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">E</span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">N</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">T</span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">N</span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">A</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">! porque vos sos mi </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">P</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">A</span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">S</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I</span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Ó</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">N!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-61992453515816788162010-06-27T00:19:00.001-07:002010-06-27T00:26:44.142-07:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8NokxRNjM1XTRfCHMShTdmMuLJLpu6bNAHqItT_vgUG3RmFIPRROpZ9yfBZjR3vfMN9rBol9E5d4dPNw0pQPzqiTcMsBma-q0rtJ0upJJ3ogxvERcjyYJObkwxWUx6eaEKBBJoE5Aq-U/s1600/1213924371232_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8NokxRNjM1XTRfCHMShTdmMuLJLpu6bNAHqItT_vgUG3RmFIPRROpZ9yfBZjR3vfMN9rBol9E5d4dPNw0pQPzqiTcMsBma-q0rtJ0upJJ3ogxvERcjyYJObkwxWUx6eaEKBBJoE5Aq-U/s400/1213924371232_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487351004013935186" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">".. Uno es irresponsable por sus propios sentimientos.."</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> Señorita Elisabeth Von R- Sigmund Freud</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-80716083113860698502010-06-25T13:54:00.000-07:002010-06-25T14:13:44.168-07:00<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCXzhKHaBLSbhyImjtodCX_iDTiL1WWIddJ4T1Qlv_kTD95v4IzWujPNLorVlIfa4Q0l4aK5xXha2IGsGmuBmgE9zOtd2_x8brk5YTqfQrvpDif0kcfhkGvNNZEAjCVfmkpc5ZTczm_-w/s1600/1270139815252_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCXzhKHaBLSbhyImjtodCX_iDTiL1WWIddJ4T1Qlv_kTD95v4IzWujPNLorVlIfa4Q0l4aK5xXha2IGsGmuBmgE9zOtd2_x8brk5YTqfQrvpDif0kcfhkGvNNZEAjCVfmkpc5ZTczm_-w/s400/1270139815252_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486821008279048546" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">S</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">é que tu amor tiene fecha de </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">caducidad y de vencimiento.</span></i></span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sé que mi dignidad se va, se fue y se sigue yendo por las alcantarillas.</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sé que sigo siendo la misma ilusa que </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">entre tus sabanas se perdía.</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sé que sigo siendo esa idiota que te sentía,</span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">que te quería.</span></span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></b></span></div></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-37109753192611713052010-06-13T21:39:00.000-07:002010-06-13T21:50:28.336-07:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8OFeJFxesg2TbKb9BctzzpaBSuFIZRcnJtfmLznVRqD4mvJFaQIamiZMUuoYQG-VPLlzWRHqhk_gQXoakgwE9X6PwTj0YirT0J-CNbT013Xx1a1a3BQbihJS_FNRQfbbSYdiPK-0lbdw/s1600/1239478033219_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8OFeJFxesg2TbKb9BctzzpaBSuFIZRcnJtfmLznVRqD4mvJFaQIamiZMUuoYQG-VPLlzWRHqhk_gQXoakgwE9X6PwTj0YirT0J-CNbT013Xx1a1a3BQbihJS_FNRQfbbSYdiPK-0lbdw/s400/1239478033219_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482485176333407538" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Aveces uno se cansa de esperar.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Y más nos cansamos cuando estamos esperando durante mucho tiempo.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Porque por más que uno no quiera esperar,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">se termina <b>esperando siempre</b></span></span></div><div><br /></div></span></span></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2771376690367542779.post-6439925124347859012010-06-07T07:04:00.001-07:002010-06-07T07:06:39.882-07:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh6qQmTC_suQgOAjIc0kf2pUaNzAypP-0EZzz6JsWj26IKP8_xn9gsT9S6D831lcIrkLt9TnHhiFkJAk5AOYcREyT5MMCrk_Q9RH0RKbJ4HIKEA3lbGdv8lvLZq-KPsZw0FOIA8OIHSxU/s1600/8917_170624250850_568650850_4113739_6410682_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 279px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh6qQmTC_suQgOAjIc0kf2pUaNzAypP-0EZzz6JsWj26IKP8_xn9gsT9S6D831lcIrkLt9TnHhiFkJAk5AOYcREyT5MMCrk_Q9RH0RKbJ4HIKEA3lbGdv8lvLZq-KPsZw0FOIA8OIHSxU/s400/8917_170624250850_568650850_4113739_6410682_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480032631600869842" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Alguien me dijo:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"No insistas en lo que te hace daño"</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div>aluciinaandotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12090836685926360301noreply@blogger.com30