<?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-1270489065017393472</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:47:50.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt; "Mis confesiones" &lt;&lt;</title><subtitle type='html'>Cosas, escritos y confesiones by Jå©Qüê£!n3</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-8146670243068856940</id><published>2008-04-23T12:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T12:49:56.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*I love you!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/SA9orVFLA9I/AAAAAAAAACc/5CH9l0Er45Q/s1600-h/DSC02973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/SA9orVFLA9I/AAAAAAAAACc/5CH9l0Er45Q/s320/DSC02973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192483988983972818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nací para quererte y queriéndote tanto sigo viviendo para amarte, y amándote sueño con que seas mía... y soñando moriré de sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-8146670243068856940?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/8146670243068856940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=8146670243068856940' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/8146670243068856940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/8146670243068856940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-you.html' title='*I love you!*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/SA9orVFLA9I/AAAAAAAAACc/5CH9l0Er45Q/s72-c/DSC02973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-8762740262976834375</id><published>2008-03-19T16:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:54:45.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'>*For you my love*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Seré parte de tu piel, de tus labios, de tu fuego, seré objeto de tus sonrisas, de tus miradas, de tus caricias, seré tu sueño de amor y tu realidad de sentir.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-8762740262976834375?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/8762740262976834375/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=8762740262976834375' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/8762740262976834375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/8762740262976834375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-you-my-love.html' title='*For you my love*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-462239149891754585</id><published>2007-10-02T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:30:39.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Un amor*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RwJyIVmg71I/AAAAAAAAACU/cPUOkWyoNiA/s1600-h/intenso_amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RwJyIVmg71I/AAAAAAAAACU/cPUOkWyoNiA/s320/intenso_amor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116777614209511250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Una mirada, dos pasos, tres palabras, cuatro caricias, cinco suspiros, seis emociones, siete besos, ocho sueños, nueve promesas...un amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-462239149891754585?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/462239149891754585/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=462239149891754585' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/462239149891754585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/462239149891754585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/10/un-amor.html' title='*Un amor*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RwJyIVmg71I/AAAAAAAAACU/cPUOkWyoNiA/s72-c/intenso_amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-3970320919555567732</id><published>2007-09-21T14:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T14:58:00.939-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Frases de Amor*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RvQULVf_G7I/AAAAAAAAACM/UZAdpIsv-Io/s1600-h/DSC01707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RvQULVf_G7I/AAAAAAAAACM/UZAdpIsv-Io/s320/DSC01707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112733661954775986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Estoy escribiéndote palabras al ritmo de mi corazón, palabras que no pueden reflejar tu inmensidad, vacías pero llenas de fascinación....estoy regalándote palabras de amor que matan mi voluntad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-3970320919555567732?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/3970320919555567732/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=3970320919555567732' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/3970320919555567732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/3970320919555567732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/09/frases-de-amor.html' title='*Frases de Amor*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RvQULVf_G7I/AAAAAAAAACM/UZAdpIsv-Io/s72-c/DSC01707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-1166219318912634147</id><published>2007-08-28T19:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T19:07:07.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Búsqueda*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RtSqim5aaOI/AAAAAAAAACE/Qq1kyODPljM/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RtSqim5aaOI/AAAAAAAAACE/Qq1kyODPljM/s320/DSC01556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103891789251242210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscurece aún más…&lt;br /&gt;Al crepúsculo de mis desvelos,&lt;br /&gt;la lánguida sombra&lt;br /&gt;de lo que se fué&lt;br /&gt;invade los espacios vacíos&lt;br /&gt;de la soledad.&lt;br /&gt;Yo salgo a buscar amaneceres,&lt;br /&gt;yo busco soles radiantes&lt;br /&gt;que me rescaten&lt;br /&gt;de esta cruel oscuridad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-1166219318912634147?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/1166219318912634147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=1166219318912634147' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/1166219318912634147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/1166219318912634147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/08/bsqueda.html' title='*Búsqueda*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RtSqim5aaOI/AAAAAAAAACE/Qq1kyODPljM/s72-c/DSC01556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-9058775809339825683</id><published>2007-08-14T19:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T19:58:12.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Celos*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RsJBhIv7EWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IFSK5Bfz8gg/s1600-h/DSC01488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RsJBhIv7EWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IFSK5Bfz8gg/s320/DSC01488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098709765676798306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Envidia de no ser la dulce tela&lt;br /&gt;que cubre tu rodilla:&lt;br /&gt;celos del peine que peina tu cabello:&lt;br /&gt;de la piel de ángel que cubre y que sostiene:&lt;br /&gt;envidia de no ser ese pincel&lt;br /&gt;que delinea tus labios:&lt;br /&gt;el carmín que los cubre:&lt;br /&gt;envidia de tu crema y tu perfume:&lt;br /&gt;del cinturón que ciñe tu cintura:&lt;br /&gt;del zapato que alcanza tu tobillo:&lt;br /&gt;deseo de ser pulsera y pendiente y anillo:&lt;br /&gt;rabia de esos objetos estúpidos e inertes&lt;br /&gt;que sin saberte te abrazan y te tocan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-9058775809339825683?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/9058775809339825683/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=9058775809339825683' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/9058775809339825683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/9058775809339825683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/08/celos.html' title='*Celos*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RsJBhIv7EWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IFSK5Bfz8gg/s72-c/DSC01488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-2285762218964689432</id><published>2007-07-30T17:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T17:30:32.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Apegado a mí*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rq5YZYv7EVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kIEhHJBQb1w/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rq5YZYv7EVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kIEhHJBQb1w/s320/DSC01333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093105421766037842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velloncito de mi carne, &lt;br /&gt;que en mi entraña yo tejí, &lt;br /&gt;velloncito friolento, &lt;br /&gt;¡duérmete apegado a mí!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;La perdiz duerme en el trébol &lt;br /&gt;escuchándole latir: &lt;br /&gt;no te turben mis alientos, &lt;br /&gt;¡duérmete apegado a mí!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hierbecita temblorosa &lt;br /&gt;asombrada de vivir, &lt;br /&gt;no te sueltes de mi pecho: &lt;br /&gt;¡duérmete apegado a mí!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo que todo lo he perdido &lt;br /&gt;ahora tiemblo de dormir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No resbales de mi brazo: &lt;br /&gt;¡duérmete apegado a mí!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-2285762218964689432?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/2285762218964689432/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=2285762218964689432' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/2285762218964689432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/2285762218964689432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/07/apegado-m.html' title='*Apegado a mí*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rq5YZYv7EVI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kIEhHJBQb1w/s72-c/DSC01333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-1160587679922764930</id><published>2007-07-14T19:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T19:25:28.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Ausencia*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RplbI6iAj1I/AAAAAAAAABs/JeBcNluPrY4/s1600-h/DSC01439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RplbI6iAj1I/AAAAAAAAABs/JeBcNluPrY4/s320/DSC01439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087197462800666450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se va de ti mi cuerpo gota a gota.&lt;br /&gt;Se va mi cara en un óleo sordo;&lt;br /&gt;se van mis manos en azogue suelto;&lt;br /&gt;se van mis pies en dos tiempos de polvo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;¡Se te va todo, se nos va todo!&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;Se va mi voz, que te hacía campana&lt;br /&gt;cerrada a cuanto no somos nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;Se van mis gestos, que se devanaban,&lt;br /&gt;en lanzaderas, delante tus ojos.&lt;br /&gt;Y se te va la mirada que entrega,&lt;br /&gt;cuando te mira, el enebro y el olmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;Me voy de ti con tus mismos alientos:&lt;br /&gt;como humedad de tu cuerpo evaporo.&lt;br /&gt;Me voy de ti con vigilia y con sueño,&lt;br /&gt;y en tu recuerdo más fiel ya me borro.&lt;br /&gt;Y en tu memoria me vuelvo como esos&lt;br /&gt;que no nacieron ni en llanos ni en sotos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;Sangre sería y me fuese en las palmas&lt;br /&gt;de tu labor y en tu boca de mosto.&lt;br /&gt;Tu entraña fuese y sería quemada&lt;br /&gt;en marchas tuyas que nunca más oigo,&lt;br /&gt;¡y en tu pasión que retumba en la noche,&lt;br /&gt;como demencia de mares solos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;¡Se nos va todo, se nos va todo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-1160587679922764930?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/1160587679922764930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=1160587679922764930' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/1160587679922764930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/1160587679922764930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/07/ausencia.html' title='*Ausencia*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RplbI6iAj1I/AAAAAAAAABs/JeBcNluPrY4/s72-c/DSC01439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-8227097333099135824</id><published>2007-06-18T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T17:45:25.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*True Love*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rnb86uBlaSI/AAAAAAAAABk/3pp9u1BFym4/s1600-h/read+my+lips...+xD.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rnb86uBlaSI/AAAAAAAAABk/3pp9u1BFym4/s320/read+my+lips...+xD.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077523715624102178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;True Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In silence the heart raves.  It utters words&lt;br /&gt;Meaningless, that never had&lt;br /&gt;A meaning.  I was ten, skinny, red-headed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freckled.  In a big black Buick,&lt;br /&gt;Driven by a big grown boy, with a necktie, she sat&lt;br /&gt;In front of the drugstore, sipping something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through a straw. There is nothing like&lt;br /&gt;Beauty. It stops your heart.  It&lt;br /&gt;Thickens your blood.  It stops your breath.  It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel dirty.  You need a hot bath.  &lt;br /&gt;I leaned against a telephone pole, and watched.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would die if she saw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I exist in the same world with that brightness?&lt;br /&gt;Two years later she smiled at me.  She&lt;br /&gt;Named my name. I thought I would wake up dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her grown brothers walked with the bent-knee&lt;br /&gt;Swagger of horsemen.  They were slick-faced.&lt;br /&gt;Told jokes in the barbershop. Did no work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their father was what is called a drunkard.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever he was he stayed on the third floor&lt;br /&gt;Of the big white farmhouse under the maples for twenty-five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never came down.  They brought everything up to him.&lt;br /&gt;I did not know what a mortgage was.&lt;br /&gt;His wife was a good, Christian woman, and prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the daughter got married, the old man came down wearing&lt;br /&gt;An old tail coat, the pleated shirt yellowing.&lt;br /&gt;The sons propped him.  I saw the wedding.  There were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engraved invitations, it was so fashionable.  I thought&lt;br /&gt;I would cry.  I lay in bed that night&lt;br /&gt;And wondered if she would cry when something was done to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mortgage was foreclosed. That last word was whispered. &lt;br /&gt;She never came back.  The family&lt;br /&gt;Sort of drifted off.  Nobody wears shiny boots like that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know she is beautiful forever, and lives&lt;br /&gt;In a beautiful house, far away.&lt;br /&gt;She called my name once.  I didn't even know she knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olii!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Aca unas nuevas palabritas, pero en ingles... Ojala lo entiendan... ya que me llamó mucho la atención por el nombre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saludos y comentarios sobre mis palabras en:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/xmy_confessionsx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://xonly-mex.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye and see you!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;°o.O[*]Jå©Qüê£!n3[*]O.o° &lt;br /&gt;**//Miss "Titi" Spinoza//** &lt;br /&gt;****...Pajarito...**** &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-8227097333099135824?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/8227097333099135824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=8227097333099135824' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/8227097333099135824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/8227097333099135824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/06/true-love.html' title='*True Love*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rnb86uBlaSI/AAAAAAAAABk/3pp9u1BFym4/s72-c/read+my+lips...+xD.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-6482258758326834916</id><published>2007-06-08T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T13:27:24.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Amor Tranquilo*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RmmRc-BlaRI/AAAAAAAAABc/Exv69jyd5rU/s1600-h/DSC01201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RmmRc-BlaRI/AAAAAAAAABc/Exv69jyd5rU/s320/DSC01201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073746382081583378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olii!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; unas pequeñas palabras... Nada mas... y eso es lo que siento... Porsiacaso, no es de mi autoridad...&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comenten sobre mi poema en http://www.fotolog.com/xmy_confessionsx&lt;br /&gt;y en el blog, por supuesto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.n&lt;br /&gt;____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye and see you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;°o.O[*]Jå©Qüê£!n3[*]O.o°&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor Tranquilo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor tranquilo, diáfano, sereno;&lt;br /&gt;Conmueves océanos,  rocas y  piedras&lt;br /&gt;traspasas, tiempos, espacios,  fronteras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres puerto deseado, seguro para mi vida&lt;br /&gt;En ti anclare mi barca que andaba sin norte&lt;br /&gt;De fe e ilusiones tu me arropaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mares,  ríos y montañas has cruzado &lt;br /&gt; flores  en tierra olvidada sembraste&lt;br /&gt;con lagrimas tu cosecha. regaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ti amor bonito jamás querré irme&lt;br /&gt;Los días son  largos sin tu presencia&lt;br /&gt;Las noches  cortas si estas  tu conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi mundo esta lleno de tus mimos&lt;br /&gt;El sol brilla para mi todos los días&lt;br /&gt;Río sin razones  por todo y por nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me haces sentir la mujer mas deseada&lt;br /&gt;Me creo del universo la mas amada&lt;br /&gt;Si, ahora sé que el amor me esperaba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-6482258758326834916?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/6482258758326834916/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=6482258758326834916' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/6482258758326834916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/6482258758326834916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/06/amor-tranquilo.html' title='*Amor Tranquilo*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RmmRc-BlaRI/AAAAAAAAABc/Exv69jyd5rU/s72-c/DSC01201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-1990752763684182602</id><published>2007-06-06T18:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:35:22.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Kant hasta en la sopa...*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rmc2n-BlaQI/AAAAAAAAABU/6H2CseyLEPQ/s1600-h/DSC00793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rmc2n-BlaQI/AAAAAAAAABU/6H2CseyLEPQ/s320/DSC00793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073083565548595458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 citas:&lt;br /&gt;1. "En las tinieblas la imaginación trabaja más activamente que en plena luz.."&lt;br /&gt;2. "No se aprende filosofía, sólo se aprende a filosofar.."&lt;br /&gt;3. "La conciencia es un instinto que nos lleva a juzgarnos a la luz de las leyes morales.."&lt;br /&gt;4. "El sueño es un arte poético involuntario.."&lt;br /&gt;5. "Obra siempre de modo que tu conducta pudiera servir de principio a una legislación universal.."&lt;br /&gt;6. "La libertad es aquella facultad que aumenta la utilidad de todas las demás facultades.."&lt;br /&gt;7. "Dos cosas me llenan el espíritu de admiración y espanto: el cielo estrellado sobre mí, y la ley moral de mí mismo.."&lt;br /&gt;8. "La mayor perfección del hombre es cumplir el deber por el deber.."&lt;br /&gt;9. "En obrar por simpatía, por compasión, por caridad, no hay absolutamente ninguna moralidad.."&lt;br /&gt;10. "Me dormí y soñé que la vida era belleza."&lt;br /&gt;11. "La educación es el desarrollo en el hombre de toda la perfección de que la naturaleza es capaz.."&lt;br /&gt;12. "El bello sexo tiene tanta inteligencia como el masculino, pero es una inteligencia bella."&lt;br /&gt;13. "Ante el sentimiento del deber enmudecen las más rebeldes pasiones.."&lt;br /&gt;14. "La regla principal es no cultivar aisladamente ninguna facultad por sí misma, sino cultivar cada una de ellas con relación a las&lt;br /&gt;demás.."&lt;br /&gt;15. "A la música va unida cierta falta de urbanidad porque daña la libertad de los demás.."&lt;br /&gt;16. "El derecho es el conjunto de condiciones que permiten a la libertad de cada uno acomodarse a la libertad de todos.."&lt;br /&gt;17. "La religión es el conocimiento de todos nuestros deberes como mandamientos divinos.."&lt;br /&gt;18. "Tan sólo por la educación puede el hombre llegar a ser hombre. El hombre no es más que lo que la educación hace de él.."&lt;br /&gt;19. "Si los gobiernos creen oportuno intervenir en los asuntos científicos, sería más adecuado a su sabia tutela, tanto respecto de las&lt;br /&gt;ciencias como respecto de los hombres, el favorecer la libertad de semejante crítica.."&lt;br /&gt;20. "El suicidio no es abominable porque Dios lo prohíba."&lt;br /&gt;21. "Actúa de modo que tus máximas sean tales que puedas aceptar todas sus consecuencias.."&lt;br /&gt;22. "Las cualidades sublimes infunden respeto."&lt;br /&gt;23. "Con las piedras que con duro intento los críticos te lanzan, bien puedes erigirte un monumento.."&lt;br /&gt;24. "La felicidad no es un ideal de la razón, sino de la imaginación.."&lt;br /&gt;25. "Cuando podía haber tomado esposa, no pude soportar a ninguna."&lt;br /&gt;26. "Dos cosas llenan el animo de admiración y respeto, siempre nuevos y crecientes, cuanto con mas frecuencia y aplicación se&lt;br /&gt;ocupa de ellas la reflexión: el cielo estrellado sobre mi y la ley moral en mi.."&lt;br /&gt;27. "Sólo hay una religión verdadera, pero pueden haber muchas especies de fe.."&lt;br /&gt;28. "El hombre es celoso si ama."&lt;br /&gt;29. "La paciencia es la fortaleza del débil y la impaciencia, la debilidad del fuerte.."&lt;br /&gt;30. "Todo nuestro conocimiento arranca del sentido, pasa al entendimiento y termina en la razón.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-1990752763684182602?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/1990752763684182602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=1990752763684182602' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/1990752763684182602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/1990752763684182602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/06/kant-hasta-en-la-sopa.html' title='*Kant hasta en la sopa...*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rmc2n-BlaQI/AAAAAAAAABU/6H2CseyLEPQ/s72-c/DSC00793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-1544862586521448015</id><published>2007-05-29T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:08:37.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Beautiful Stranger*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rly_i0Ih0OI/AAAAAAAAABM/wyl1xUnoq10/s1600-h/pulentoooooo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rly_i0Ih0OI/AAAAAAAAABM/wyl1xUnoq10/s320/pulentoooooo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070137885343207650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olii!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; robando internet de la u... aprovecho de hacer algo en este humilde blog... toy enferma... asip que no hay muchas novedades... Ojala les guste la canción que subire... akjakja!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos y comenten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.n&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye and see you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;°o.O[*]Jå©Qüê£!n3[*]O.o°&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Beautiful Stranger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven’t we met? &lt;br /&gt;You’re some kind of beautiful stranger &lt;br /&gt;You could be good for me &lt;br /&gt;I’ve had the taste for danger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I’m smart then I’ll run away &lt;br /&gt;But I’m not so I guess I’ll stay &lt;br /&gt;Heaven forbid &lt;br /&gt;I’ll take my chance on a beautiful stranger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into your eyes &lt;br /&gt;And my world came tumbling down &lt;br /&gt;You’re the devil in disguise &lt;br /&gt;That’s why I’m singing this song &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 1: &lt;br /&gt;To know you is to love you &lt;br /&gt;You’re everywhere I go &lt;br /&gt;And everybody knows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love you is to be part of you &lt;br /&gt;I’ve paid for you with tears &lt;br /&gt;And swallowed all my pride &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 2: &lt;br /&gt;... Beautiful stranger &lt;br /&gt;... Beautiful stranger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I’m smart then I’ll run away &lt;br /&gt;But I’m not so I guess I’ll stay &lt;br /&gt;Haven’t you heard? &lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with a beautiful stranger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into your face &lt;br /&gt;My heart was dancing all over the place &lt;br /&gt;I’d like to change my point of view &lt;br /&gt;If I could just forget about you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into your eyes &lt;br /&gt;And my world came tumbling down &lt;br /&gt;You’re the devil in disguise &lt;br /&gt;That’s why I’m singing this song to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve paid for you with tears &lt;br /&gt;And swallowed all my pride &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-1544862586521448015?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/1544862586521448015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=1544862586521448015' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/1544862586521448015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/1544862586521448015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/05/beautiful-stranger.html' title='*Beautiful Stranger*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rly_i0Ih0OI/AAAAAAAAABM/wyl1xUnoq10/s72-c/pulentoooooo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-7077901161655409913</id><published>2007-05-10T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T13:57:20.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Para amar*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RkNc6vIPH6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/HeGZ9ens0KM/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RkNc6vIPH6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/HeGZ9ens0KM/s320/DSC01200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062992570247749538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olii!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Bueno, aca les dejo un poema, pero que no es de mi autoridad... = me gustó n!... Ojala les guste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos, cariños y comenten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.n&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye and see you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;°o.O[*]Jå©Qüê£!n3[*]O.o°&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiten:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/xmy_confessionsx&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para amar siempre&lt;br /&gt;Hay que morir miles de veces lejos&lt;br /&gt;Lejos de las palabras y las oficinas&lt;br /&gt;Y caminar abrazados a un sueño &lt;br /&gt;Desnudos y perezosos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y sin nombre&lt;br /&gt;Y muy desnudos caminar&lt;br /&gt;Confundidos en la tarde furiosa&lt;br /&gt;De esos veranos que tienen los pies cansados&lt;br /&gt;Y ninguna pregunta que hacer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los pájaros, las caricias y las estrellas&lt;br /&gt;Se despiertan cuando vivimos desnudos&lt;br /&gt;Dentro&lt;br /&gt;Muy dentro de los ojos del mar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy somos&lt;br /&gt;Somos los dos&lt;br /&gt;Un poco más libres&lt;br /&gt;Igual que son los hijos&lt;br /&gt;Que no tienen nombres ni sombras&lt;br /&gt;Cuando se atreven a soñar &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es el verano el que nos dibuja &lt;br /&gt;Sin los miedos cansados del futuro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-7077901161655409913?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/7077901161655409913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=7077901161655409913' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/7077901161655409913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/7077901161655409913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/05/para-amar.html' title='*Para amar*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RkNc6vIPH6I/AAAAAAAAAA8/HeGZ9ens0KM/s72-c/DSC01200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-2818573238473193176</id><published>2007-05-07T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T15:25:15.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Amor*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rj99EvIPH5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/48RoVm4_xeA/s1600-h/DSC01199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rj99EvIPH5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/48RoVm4_xeA/s320/DSC01199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061902026511687570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olii!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Mmm... este poema no es de mi auditoria... pero me llamó mucho la atanción... Ojala les guste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos, cariños y comenten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.n&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye and see you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;°o.O[*]Jå©Qüê£!n3[*]O.o°&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujer, yo hubiera sido tu hijo, por beberte &lt;br /&gt;la leche de los senos como de un manantial, &lt;br /&gt;por mirarte y sentirte a mi lado y tenerte &lt;br /&gt;en la risa de oro y la voz de cristal. &lt;br /&gt;Por sentirte en mis venas como Dios en los ríos &lt;br /&gt;y adorarte en los tristes huesos de polvo y cal, &lt;br /&gt;porque tu ser pasara sin pena al lado mío &lt;br /&gt;y saliera en la estrofa -limpio de todo mal-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cómo sabría amarte, mujer, cómo sabría &lt;br /&gt;amarte, amarte como nadie supo jamás! &lt;br /&gt;Morir y todavía &lt;br /&gt;amarte más. &lt;br /&gt;Y todavía &lt;br /&gt;amarte más &lt;br /&gt;y más.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiten:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/xmy_confessionsx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-2818573238473193176?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/2818573238473193176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=2818573238473193176' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/2818573238473193176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/2818573238473193176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/05/amor.html' title='*Amor*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Rj99EvIPH5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/48RoVm4_xeA/s72-c/DSC01199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-8326621708873135034</id><published>2007-05-03T18:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T18:50:46.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*Sonríe*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RjpnP_IPH4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/tYWKqeUbrAg/s1600-h/DSC00951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RjpnP_IPH4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/tYWKqeUbrAg/s320/DSC00951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060470655645851522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonríe...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Siempre en las noches oscuras&lt;br /&gt;cuando nadie te quiere escuchar&lt;br /&gt;en una estrella del cielo&lt;br /&gt;un refugio encontrarás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre en los días más tristes&lt;br /&gt;donde no tienes donde ir&lt;br /&gt;mira a los más humildes&lt;br /&gt;que no tienen un techo donde vivir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre cuando estés derrochando&lt;br /&gt;y desperdiciando el amor&lt;br /&gt;observa que la vida es corta&lt;br /&gt;y esta llena de ilusión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonríe porque la vida es una&lt;br /&gt;sonríe porque alguien te quiere dar&lt;br /&gt;un poquito de su amor&lt;br /&gt;un poquito de su amistad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piensa que hay personas&lt;br /&gt;que no logran encontrar&lt;br /&gt;el amor puro y sincero&lt;br /&gt;el amor tierno y real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que lo material se desvanece&lt;br /&gt;y el sentimiento permanece igual&lt;br /&gt;esperando el don generoso&lt;br /&gt;ese don, el don de amar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-8326621708873135034?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/8326621708873135034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=8326621708873135034' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/8326621708873135034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/8326621708873135034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/05/sonre.html' title='*Sonríe*'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RjpnP_IPH4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/tYWKqeUbrAg/s72-c/DSC00951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-8185184817752758504</id><published>2007-04-23T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T15:59:25.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>°o.O[*]Mîs Cønfêsïonës[*]O.o°</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Ri0P6dq3zWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/IRP7TiF-duo/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Ri0P6dq3zWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/IRP7TiF-duo/s320/DSC01049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056715453678210402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer fue el día más feliz de mi vida... porque acabo de renacer... soy otra persona, otra mujer... con otros sentidos y rumbos... más feliz y sin embargo... que nunca pierde la fe en las cosas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias... ¿Por qué digo gracias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque me dieron la vida, porque tengo amor, porque tengo familia, porque tengo salud, porque tengo derechos y deberes... y más encima porque todo en mi vida tiene un solo sentido...&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confesión de la semana: mi cumpleaños...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye and see you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;°o.O[*]Jå©Qüê£!n3[*]O.o°&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1270489065017393472-8185184817752758504?l=xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/feeds/8185184817752758504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1270489065017393472&amp;postID=8185184817752758504' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/8185184817752758504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1270489065017393472/posts/default/8185184817752758504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xconfesionesdeunachica-boopx.blogspot.com/2007/04/ooms-cnfsonsoo_23.html' title='°o.O[*]Mîs Cønfêsïonës[*]O.o°'/><author><name>xboop.girlx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04606368704567975730</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/_sRXIyeDT_J8/Ri0P6dq3zWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/IRP7TiF-duo/s72-c/DSC01049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1270489065017393472.post-8901379484497657021</id><published>2007-04-17T11:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T11:38:56.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>°o.O[*]Jå©Qüê£!n3[*]O.o°</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_sRXIyeDT_J8/RiTp3rAmCpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U82lIBdRuWw/s1600-h/DSC00604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054421824463833746" style="FLOAT: right; 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