<?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-5177068718310000800</id><updated>2011-09-03T08:53:56.112-03:00</updated><title type='text'>· Without Afraid</title><subtitle type='html'>Because ..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-1557828239414705443</id><published>2010-12-06T21:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T21:44:54.338-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/TP2C-wyX_-I/AAAAAAAAADo/DMF2LL-umc8/s1600/rooooooooooooooooooooooooto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547734330750009314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/TP2C-wyX_-I/AAAAAAAAADo/DMF2LL-umc8/s200/rooooooooooooooooooooooooto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;.-     Porque sé que cuando me lo dice... definitivamente ; no es de corazón :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-1557828239414705443?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/1557828239414705443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/1557828239414705443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/1557828239414705443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/TP2C-wyX_-I/AAAAAAAAADo/DMF2LL-umc8/s72-c/rooooooooooooooooooooooooto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-8630439507571259176</id><published>2010-12-01T23:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T00:07:52.761-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/TPcKGtOuGsI/AAAAAAAAADg/SMGlR2KEgLo/s1600/P5CAV6XKAQCA71HER1CACPDGOBCA4B60VECASZWWI8CAS76RG5CA0YES3TCAEQF991CAY0AYCSCA3QPMKGCA7MM54HCAFXVMLXCAMV7G1KCAG9EUNZCAPF59UKCA8316FGCAXEYGVC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545912576466885314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/TPcKGtOuGsI/AAAAAAAAADg/SMGlR2KEgLo/s200/P5CAV6XKAQCA71HER1CACPDGOBCA4B60VECASZWWI8CAS76RG5CA0YES3TCAEQF991CAY0AYCSCA3QPMKGCA7MM54HCAFXVMLXCAMV7G1KCAG9EUNZCAPF59UKCA8316FGCAXEYGVC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Me dí cuenta que estaba dejando de ser una niña ; cuando en vez de saltar sobre los charcos... los comenzé a esquivar. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-8630439507571259176?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/8630439507571259176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/12/me-di-cuenta-que-estaba-dejando-de-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8630439507571259176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8630439507571259176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/12/me-di-cuenta-que-estaba-dejando-de-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/TPcKGtOuGsI/AAAAAAAAADg/SMGlR2KEgLo/s72-c/P5CAV6XKAQCA71HER1CACPDGOBCA4B60VECASZWWI8CAS76RG5CA0YES3TCAEQF991CAY0AYCSCA3QPMKGCA7MM54HCAFXVMLXCAMV7G1KCAG9EUNZCAPF59UKCA8316FGCAXEYGVC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-3426237536950163177</id><published>2010-11-24T01:58:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T02:16:53.482-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Extraño, incómodo... nuevo :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;En fin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No pensé qe se terminaría un año tán bueno con algo tán malo . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gracias... no , en realidad el mayor aporte fué el mío , lo otro fue su inevitable complemento :) pero ! como toda experiencia , rescato lo vivido , lo sentido junto con este nuevo sentimiento de vacío , soledad... no sabe las ganas qe tengo de decirle qe entiendo su posición y los actos a los cuales la misma conlleva... te entiendo tán bien , caí en tu mismo juego... te seguí y aquí estoy una vez más saliendo , osea , empezando denuevo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Son cosas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo sueño :) &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; vale la pena... él no vale mi sueño ; extraño.. siempre vuelvo a él, a la viva imagen de la cual sigo sin entender el por qué... de lo anterior .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-3426237536950163177?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/3426237536950163177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/11/extrano-incomodo-nuevo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/3426237536950163177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/3426237536950163177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/11/extrano-incomodo-nuevo.html' title='Extraño, incómodo... nuevo :)'/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-2569520645944190460</id><published>2010-09-12T02:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T02:34:33.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/TIxyBPVsNQI/AAAAAAAAADY/-396moTNDy0/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 153px; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515909009244960002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/TIxyBPVsNQI/AAAAAAAAADY/-396moTNDy0/s200/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;" &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No sé tu nombre, sólo sé la mirada con la que me lo dices&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-2569520645944190460?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/2569520645944190460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-se-tu-nombre-solo-se-la-mirada-con.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/2569520645944190460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/2569520645944190460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-se-tu-nombre-solo-se-la-mirada-con.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/TIxyBPVsNQI/AAAAAAAAADY/-396moTNDy0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-6610831498293052023</id><published>2010-09-11T21:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:31:52.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Cómo decirlo si ganas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;He creado un &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;monstruo&lt;/span&gt; .. un patético &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;monstruo&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Primero &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tube&lt;/span&gt; que acostumbrarme a que ya no seríamos dos , sólo una. Dejar de tener ideales y nuevas ideas porque sin duda serían las mismas , pero ... ese , ese tipo de amor yo no lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;conosco&lt;/span&gt;, no sé de dónde lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aprendió&lt;/span&gt; ni quién se lo enseño, pero mencionado lo anteriormente, qué pensarán al saber que lo que creé se comporta así ? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Recosco&lt;/span&gt; ser una persona de mierda que deja todos sus intereses en el resto , aunque viva con esto cada día me sorprendo un poco .. en fin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Necesito &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decírselo&lt;/span&gt; , no puedo , mi amor es &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;demaciado&lt;/span&gt; como para perderla por una &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;estupidez&lt;/span&gt; que quizás no lo sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;ME REPUGNA SU &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;COMPORTAMIENTO&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-6610831498293052023?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/6610831498293052023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/09/como-decirlo-si-ganas-he-creado-un.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/6610831498293052023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/6610831498293052023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/09/como-decirlo-si-ganas-he-creado-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-8535731318283601813</id><published>2010-05-14T22:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:31:47.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Primera vez que necesito agarrarlo a puteadas, pero sin que él me escuche ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Una , dos , tres veces ; yo sigo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cediendo&lt;/span&gt; , él sigue insistiendo .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Segunda vez que me pasa lo mismo, no sé dónde quedó mi experiencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;REITERO ser la única y mayor culpable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tercera vez que me doy cuenta de lo mismo , que lo pienso otra vez y que vuelvo a saber que será algo pasajero que me llevará volver a lo primero ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-8535731318283601813?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/8535731318283601813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/05/primera-vez-que-necesito-agarrarlo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8535731318283601813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8535731318283601813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/05/primera-vez-que-necesito-agarrarlo.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-7758226509260854616</id><published>2010-05-06T20:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:57:16.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Devuelta al circulo vicioso de la curiosidad , celos sin sentido y desconcierto . Así me doy cuenta , nuevamente * , cómo las cosas que van y vuelven , en realidad ya no deberían volver &lt;strong&gt;nunca más&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468325324177048578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/S-Nk6O_YhAI/AAAAAAAAADI/vpe7D_vFddw/s200/Pendulo_Amatista.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;                                                                         Nunca aprendo .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-7758226509260854616?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/7758226509260854616/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/05/devuelta-al-circulo-vicioso-de-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7758226509260854616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7758226509260854616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/05/devuelta-al-circulo-vicioso-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/S-Nk6O_YhAI/AAAAAAAAADI/vpe7D_vFddw/s72-c/Pendulo_Amatista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-3426418631243218727</id><published>2010-01-12T02:46:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T02:55:57.980-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;·                                        Cuánto daría porque éste día hubiese sido eterno ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425727395636209538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/S0wOUdEAZ4I/AAAAAAAAADA/rDvydLWSU5o/s200/Sonrisas1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-3426418631243218727?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/3426418631243218727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/01/cuanto-daria-porque-este-dia-hubiese.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/3426418631243218727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/3426418631243218727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/01/cuanto-daria-porque-este-dia-hubiese.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/S0wOUdEAZ4I/AAAAAAAAADA/rDvydLWSU5o/s72-c/Sonrisas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-4319990588920602951</id><published>2010-01-05T02:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T02:48:28.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'>S.J.C.R</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Este es un lindo comienzo * lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; viene no siempre es lindo . Lo quiero para mi , sólo éso . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Perdón gente , perdón amigos, perdón a todos . Siento &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; esto va más &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;allá&lt;/span&gt; de mi * siento la necesidad de nombrarlo, buscarlo .. hacerlo evidente . Mi problema social no me lo permite y la gente &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; me rodea tampoco , sé cual es el grado de frustración cuando se trata de &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alguien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; no quiere ver .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No esperaré &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; pasé el tiempo , el tiempo es para la gente &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; cree en dios .. el tiempo no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pasa&lt;/span&gt; cuando no se quiere dejar pasar . Él es mi tiempo , él es mi espera .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-4319990588920602951?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/4319990588920602951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/01/sc.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/4319990588920602951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/4319990588920602951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/01/sc.html' title='S.J.C.R'/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-2168024480782476911</id><published>2010-01-03T12:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:05:52.635-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Por qué soy tan evidente ? Lo siento , es una de las cosas qe jamás podría evitar, así como tampoco dejar a la gente .. es una extraña obsesión por la gente . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Rescato los días más tranqilos , pareciera qe ahora nada me afecta ni lo hará .-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-2168024480782476911?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/2168024480782476911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/01/por-que-soy-tan-evidente-lo-siento-es.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/2168024480782476911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/2168024480782476911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2010/01/por-que-soy-tan-evidente-lo-siento-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-8501919710170739098</id><published>2009-12-31T21:34:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:20:22.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Imbecilidad *</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Exactamente , &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;21:35 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Algo mejor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; hacer ? no . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Creo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;seguiré&lt;/span&gt; el ejemplo de algunas de las personas más negativas y &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;problemáticas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;conozco&lt;/span&gt; . Comenzaré a odiar estas fechas, ya &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; mientras más pasan los años, en vez de ser mejor, es peor. Razón por la cual un día como éste se termina convirtiendo en una &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;peqeña&lt;/span&gt; pero anhelada entrada .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hace ya un tiempo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;atrás&lt;/span&gt;, comenzaba olvidando, un gran error .. (como yo lo llamo) un error del cual; como todos los errores, aún me arrepiento. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Partí&lt;/span&gt; de cero , pero las cosas no desaparecen así como así, sólo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qedaba&lt;/span&gt; esperar lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; tenía &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; pasar y aceptar lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; se venía. Pasando el tiempo, superando &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aqél&lt;/span&gt; tema, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;viví&lt;/span&gt; algo tan largo , pero corto a la vez , algo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; me di cuenta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; son sólo cosas de la edad, algo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; todo el mundo me dijo, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; todo el mundo sabía .. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qería&lt;/span&gt; ver .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Aún recuerdo esos días, esos días .. cuando en &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aqellas&lt;/span&gt; juntas con esas personas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; se hacen llamar una familia, sola, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;corría&lt;/span&gt; a la cocina a mirar esas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;explosiones&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;brillantes&lt;/span&gt; en el cielo, oyendo risas .. felicitaciones , gritos de &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alegría&lt;/span&gt; y buenos &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;deseos&lt;/span&gt; . Aún me siento la más afectada, incluyendo una gran presión la cual no me puedo sacar de encima .. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Después de &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aqella&lt;/span&gt; triste , pero necesaria despedida , me di cuenta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; la sombra de &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aqella&lt;/span&gt; persona, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;resumía&lt;/span&gt; todo mi pasado y mi presente a un solo nombre , aun rondaba mis espaldas, nunca se &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fue&lt;/span&gt; .. más bien, nunca lo dejé ir . &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nisiqiera&lt;/span&gt; yo puedo entender , &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;después&lt;/span&gt; de tanto tiempo, una persona como ésa , pueda haber &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cabado&lt;/span&gt; tan dentro de mi , tocar tan profundo algo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; ni yo sabía &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;existía&lt;/span&gt; en mi e irse cuando &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nisiqiera&lt;/span&gt; fue mía ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Corrí&lt;/span&gt; un riesgo al cual nunca le tome importancia , al cual hasta los últimos momentos me daba igual lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; podría llegar a pasar . En lo único &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; creo después de mi, es en el destino .. sé &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; las cosas son así &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;porqe&lt;/span&gt; así debe ser .. sólo hasta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mucho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;después&lt;/span&gt; de ese peligro me doy cuenta su alta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gravedad&lt;/span&gt; , más bien para mi , eso fue como un juego más .. una cosa más &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; agregar a la lista de las tantas cosas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; no entiendo para &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; sirven .. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; no entendía . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hago preguntas como esperando saber cual sería la más c&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ercana&lt;/span&gt; a la mía .. Creo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;apesar&lt;/span&gt; de todo lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; me ha pasado , siento y me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doi&lt;/span&gt; cuenta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; hay personas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; aún así , con todo lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; tienen , &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; para mi por c&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_65" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ierto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_66" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;harían&lt;/span&gt; de la felicidad más grande , s&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_67" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; siguen &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_68" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qejando&lt;/span&gt; .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Comienzo a comprender lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_69" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; realmente vale la pena, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_70" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; mi vida debe girar en torno a personas como yo , no a la cuales deba cambiar para lograr sentirme bien, basta de la gente superficial, de &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_71" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aqellos&lt;/span&gt; para lo cuales eres una opción más .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;22:41&lt;/span&gt; Pm. - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_72" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Aquí&lt;/span&gt; comienzo , &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_73" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt; termino .. cada &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15 minutos&lt;/span&gt; expreso palabras con gestos, cada &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15 minutos&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_74" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doi&lt;/span&gt; vuelta, y me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_75" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;encuentro&lt;/span&gt; donde estoy .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Avanza el tiempo , sigo sola .. poco a poco ese &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_76" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;peqeño&lt;/span&gt; recuerdo anterior se &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_77" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;desvanece&lt;/span&gt;, creo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_78" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; ya es hora de aceptar ésta nueva realidad .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-8501919710170739098?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/8501919710170739098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/12/imbecilidad.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8501919710170739098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8501919710170739098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/12/imbecilidad.html' title='Imbecilidad *'/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-8253660032962257623</id><published>2009-12-27T02:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T02:16:01.271-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Looooco ! Ya no digas qe es tuyo , no es mío * no es de nadie , tú se lo dejaste al viento .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Pensé qe me había acostumbrado .. bueno , por lo menos son momentos :) son como taldos xD !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Siento qe debo enseñarle a cierta persona qe los porqés en momentos como estos no significan nada .. sólo hay qe vivirlos sin preguntar :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;Sólo las matematicas deben tener argumentos, no tú .. ni yo . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;Qién lo diría ? de echo aún me cuestiono tu pregunta .. la posible respuesta ? No hay qe perder más tiempo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-8253660032962257623?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/8253660032962257623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/12/looooco-ya-no-digas-qe-es-tuyo-no-es.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8253660032962257623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8253660032962257623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/12/looooco-ya-no-digas-qe-es-tuyo-no-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-7721361734694872031</id><published>2009-12-16T20:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:20:13.725-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SylrBCRjuhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/oMusay58iXc/s1600-h/xualoooo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415977692424288786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SylrBCRjuhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/oMusay58iXc/s200/xualoooo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;Lo siento .. perdona por el daño causado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;Sé qe necesito de ese amor .. sé qe te lo quite :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;De todas formas sé qe está , qe ellos lo tienen guardado para mi a pesar de las indiferencias y poco a poco lo haré volver para ti :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-7721361734694872031?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/7721361734694872031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/12/lo-siento.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7721361734694872031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7721361734694872031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/12/lo-siento.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SylrBCRjuhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/oMusay58iXc/s72-c/xualoooo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-140770818194752203</id><published>2009-12-14T20:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:23:20.141-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Okey&lt;/span&gt; . Sinceramente y desde lo más profundo y verdadero &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; puedo mostrar, siento &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aqél&lt;/span&gt; suceso cometido hace ya bastante tiempo, sin duda, a sido el más importante en todo mi cambio, en los años más &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;difíciles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; creo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; se puede tener. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Rebuscadamente&lt;/span&gt; , pero en definitiva pienso &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; soy uno de los cables más firmes, uno de los más involucrados a la situación. Antes no , ahora me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doi&lt;/span&gt; cuenta &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; no era &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; no importara, fue .. algo así como una droga, una &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;inhibición&lt;/span&gt; inminente la cual está dejando de hacer efecto en mi y &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;empieza&lt;/span&gt; a tener un efecto no muy grato ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Se podría decir, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; ya sé cual es el origen de algunos problemas .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-140770818194752203?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/140770818194752203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/12/okey.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/140770818194752203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/140770818194752203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/12/okey.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-6533743122466048291</id><published>2009-12-07T12:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:06:40.450-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;qiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;máaas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ! me sofoca la gente, me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; mal, no me gusta ser lo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ellos les gusta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; sea, creo .. a las finales, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ninguna de esa gente vale la pena, y creo ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; todo sólo tiempo perdido, pero de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; estamos hablando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;por favor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; :) NECESITO un cambio, en cierto modo creo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; no sería tan malo volver al mismo curso, esperar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; otros avancen .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aunqe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; igual me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;frustra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;baaaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;callate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; :) estudia ! sé &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; las hojas no te hablan ni son de colores, pero es una causa urgente y necesaria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Maldigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;matemáticas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; y el poco tiempo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; va &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;qedando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-7391999672653963638</id><published>2009-10-18T02:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T02:41:11.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Aprendí&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; ENTENDÍ&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;n.n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-7391999672653963638?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/7391999672653963638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/10/aprendi-entendi-n.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7391999672653963638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/StkxxIpGcZI/AAAAAAAAACw/8TcmIypVg7E/s320/adiosamor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393396748956103058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es fácil cambiar una cosa por otra ,&lt;br /&gt;lo difícil es saber por que .. lo es también cerrar capítulos, si a las finales nadie nunca me lo enseñó y aprendí observando, me gusta .. me duele observarlo a él enseñándome ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Punto aparte .-&lt;/span&gt; Hechaba de menos las confusiones, las risitas escondidas, las cosas de a dos :)&lt;br /&gt;Hechaba de menos pensar qe las cosas se alejan tanto y recuperar la mente de los últimos días.&lt;br /&gt;Parece qe lo qe más detestaba en realidad era lo qe más anhelaba&lt;br /&gt;Parece qe me e convertido en lo más apático qe conocí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aún no conozco la palabra .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-1886334690481137768?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/1886334690481137768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/10/es-facil-cambiar-una-cosa-por-otra-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/1886334690481137768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/1886334690481137768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/10/es-facil-cambiar-una-cosa-por-otra-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/StkxxIpGcZI/AAAAAAAAACw/8TcmIypVg7E/s72-c/adiosamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-491635711893487517</id><published>2009-10-03T11:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:44:54.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Y el cambio ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Parece qe aún no entiende :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-491635711893487517?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/491635711893487517/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/10/y-el-cambio-parece-qe-aun-no-entiende.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/491635711893487517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/491635711893487517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/10/y-el-cambio-parece-qe-aun-no-entiende.html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-7428613734523196000</id><published>2009-09-25T19:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T19:51:04.318-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; more ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;estresa&lt;/span&gt; esto (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Porqé&lt;/span&gt; no puedo hacer lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qiero&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;porqe&lt;/span&gt; no puedo cambiar y ser cómo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qiero&lt;/span&gt; ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Y .. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;quizás&lt;/span&gt; un &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;psicólogo&lt;/span&gt; me entienda (: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qizas&lt;/span&gt; otra &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alejandra&lt;/span&gt; lo comprenda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;BASTA ! hasta cuando dejaremos de ser nosotros para convertirnos en lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; más odiamos ? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;porqé&lt;/span&gt; tiene &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; existir la convivencia cuando aún por si solos podemos lograr más ? felicidad .. me asombra y también un poco me asusta .. el hecho de creer &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; una " cosa " me haga sentir la misma felicidad y &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tranqiladad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; se llama " gente " .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;En realidad es mentira :) vuelvo al mismo punto .. a la misma soledad en el mismo escritorio, mirando y haciendo nada ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Alguien&lt;/span&gt; sabia &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; detesto a " Nada " ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Pareciera &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; todos saben de mi, pero nadie me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;conose&lt;/span&gt; .. en realidad, Nada :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Todo es nada .. siempre tiene &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; ser cómo menos nos gusta, sino .. cuál sería el sentido ? no habría sentido .. para nada * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-7428613734523196000?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/7428613734523196000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/09/more.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7428613734523196000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7428613734523196000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/09/more.html' title='&amp; more ..'/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-5860671826128411000</id><published>2009-09-18T18:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:04:16.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Creo qe ésto me acostumbra, creo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; nos acostumbramos .. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;agradezco&lt;/span&gt; a aqella indiferencia (I) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Es definitivo, lo hecho, hecho está. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;No hay vuelta atrás :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-5860671826128411000?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/5860671826128411000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/09/creo-esto-me-acostumbra-creo-qe-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/5860671826128411000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/5860671826128411000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/09/creo-esto-me-acostumbra-creo-qe-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-5169116145022055111</id><published>2009-09-15T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:00:40.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se suponía &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; éso era lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; más &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qería&lt;/span&gt; .. yo también &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qeria&lt;/span&gt; éso para mi.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca había sentido éste &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vacío&lt;/span&gt; .. y aún no entiende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odio mi cara mojada y mis ojos hinchados, creo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;apesar&lt;/span&gt; de todo no lo puedo evitar .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me gustaría saber cómo será la vida ahora .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-5169116145022055111?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/5169116145022055111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/09/se-suponia-qe-eso-era-lo-qe-mas-qeria.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/5169116145022055111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/5169116145022055111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/09/se-suponia-qe-eso-era-lo-qe-mas-qeria.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-7417476312904214696</id><published>2009-09-08T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:37:28.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Y cuándo será para mi? .. cuándo será por mi? .. *&lt;br /&gt;Puede ser por los días nublados, puede ser el miedo qe no puedo sacar en este instante, puede ser la inseguridad .. los errores de los cuales nunca aprendí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En realidad, nada vale la pena .. y no sé qe hago aqi, no sé porqé ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-7417476312904214696?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/7417476312904214696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/09/y-cuando-sera-para-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7417476312904214696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7417476312904214696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/09/y-cuando-sera-para-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-3531716840341078346</id><published>2009-08-30T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T11:52:55.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SpqgS6_JSRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vzXduAvJimg/s1600-h/20060104002334_vacio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SpqgS6_JSRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vzXduAvJimg/s320/20060104002334_vacio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375785352152303890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Pareciera qe no importara .. se dice qe por algo pasan las cosas no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-3531716840341078346?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/3531716840341078346/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/08/pareciera-qe-no-importara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/3531716840341078346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/3531716840341078346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/08/pareciera-qe-no-importara.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SpqgS6_JSRI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vzXduAvJimg/s72-c/20060104002334_vacio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-7936797628509413352</id><published>2009-08-26T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:16:54.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MADURES * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Las cosas serían tan fáciles (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-7936797628509413352?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/7936797628509413352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/08/madures-las-cosas-serian-tan-faciles.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7936797628509413352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7936797628509413352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/08/madures-las-cosas-serian-tan-faciles.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-5559665295430123137</id><published>2009-08-24T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:31:24.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;No puedo evitar pensar &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; la vida sólo es hacer deberes, esperar &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; el día termine para comenzar otra vez, para repetir ..&lt;br /&gt;Vivir no es vivir .. es seguir reglas y esperar lo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; tiene &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; pasar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-5559665295430123137?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/5559665295430123137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-puedo-evitar-pensar-qe-la-vida-solo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/5559665295430123137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/5559665295430123137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-puedo-evitar-pensar-qe-la-vida-solo.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-6972647680195230468</id><published>2009-07-19T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:45:05.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hola ! (: en momentos de nada, se creo una frase en mi mente , aveces me sorprende como de una palabra puedan nacer infinidades de frases, textos .. ENTRADAS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;En cierto modo, me sorprende la v&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ulnerabilidad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; hay en mi, y muchas más como yo al dejarnos caer en las redes de las masas .. esas &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; nadie admite pero siempre están , y son las &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; inconscientemente le dan ese cambio inevitable a nuestras vidas .. al comienzo . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Creo &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; aún no logro salir al mundo, no logro dejar esa masa &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qé&lt;/span&gt; me lleva consigo .. pareciera &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; no me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qiere&lt;/span&gt; soltar, ella sabe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; le temo a los cambios .. al exterior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-6972647680195230468?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/6972647680195230468/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/07/hola-en-momentos-de-nada-se-creo-una.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/6972647680195230468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/6972647680195230468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/07/hola-en-momentos-de-nada-se-creo-una.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-8420143023916915611</id><published>2009-07-08T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:51:37.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SlUU2-yv63I/AAAAAAAAAB0/P0dsNY_3mJc/s1600-h/20080517030439-untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356210266628418418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SlUU2-yv63I/AAAAAAAAAB0/P0dsNY_3mJc/s320/20080517030439-untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y al final, la víctima resulto ser peor de lo qe nadie nunca jamás sospecho :) Pero no! no no y no .. pero qe tontos fuimos .. todo se resume a una gran y larga &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mentira &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdón! por seguir el camino errado. Aveces pienso qe lo mejor sería sentarse, y tener la más larga y profunda conversación .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( .. Y siempre tubo lo qe qise )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-8420143023916915611?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/8420143023916915611/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/07/y-al-final-la-victima-resulto-ser-peor.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8420143023916915611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8420143023916915611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/07/y-al-final-la-victima-resulto-ser-peor.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SlUU2-yv63I/AAAAAAAAAB0/P0dsNY_3mJc/s72-c/20080517030439-untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-2625752204343116314</id><published>2009-06-27T00:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:02:26.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;... And the vicious circle never ends ·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-2625752204343116314?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/2625752204343116314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/2625752204343116314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/2625752204343116314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-1876186907086152032</id><published>2009-06-07T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:18:40.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo ya no quiero &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; ésto siga así, por causa de una estúpida razón&lt;/em&gt; .. (8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Frío&lt;/span&gt;. En una forma más &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;masoqista&lt;/span&gt;, si así &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;esqe&lt;/span&gt; se puede llamar .. Duele escribir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Creo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; ya no hay secretos, creo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; todo es tan transparente como siempre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;qize&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Me alegra pensar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; esto es así, me siento llena .. llena :) .&lt;br /&gt;En momentos de &lt;strong&gt;soledad y paz,&lt;/strong&gt; noté &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; si &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;qiero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; todo siga tan bien como ahora, debo dejar de hacer &lt;strong&gt;ciertas cosas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; pueden de un día para otro arruinar el camino construido, lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cual&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sé &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; sería como mi vuelta a la soledad .. volver a lo de antes, a lo mismo .. a lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;qiero&lt;/span&gt;. Sería como .. como la muerte en vida otra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;vez&lt;/span&gt;. Tal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;vez&lt;/span&gt; mirando el tema por otro lado, sería como una &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;experiencia&lt;/span&gt; nueva, &lt;strong&gt;pero &lt;/strong&gt;no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;qiero&lt;/span&gt; esa experiencia nueva si eso conlleva &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;perderlo&lt;/span&gt; todo y volver .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330000;"&gt;En cierto modo, y resumiendo un poco .. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;qiero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;seguir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;así&lt;/span&gt; .. y así lograr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;entender&lt;/span&gt; lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; siempre me e cuestionado en silencio .. Haré &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;oídos&lt;/span&gt; sordos a palabras necias .. pondré las manos al fuego, total, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;mas&lt;/span&gt; abajo del piso no llegaré, es seguro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330000;"&gt;Bueno, creo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; mis palabras se acabaron, creo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;frío&lt;/span&gt; se fue y el dolor también :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-1876186907086152032?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/1876186907086152032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-ya-no-quiero-qe-esto-siga-asi-por.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/1876186907086152032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/1876186907086152032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/06/yo-ya-no-quiero-qe-esto-siga-asi-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-6567781049501503873</id><published>2009-06-06T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T11:02:38.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SiqEnXQU_eI/AAAAAAAAABM/XNSHS13sBdA/s1600-h/puentedecarlosG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344229719620779490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SiqEnXQU_eI/AAAAAAAAABM/XNSHS13sBdA/s200/puentedecarlosG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7:05 .. Pensaba encontrar lo mismo de siempre, creo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; esta vez el destino &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;decidió&lt;/span&gt; renovar las cosas .. Lo admito, el temor .. está ahí, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aquí&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:14 .. Se podria decir qe trata de cambiarme .. qiere qe me confunda .. qiere qe se termine ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:25 .. Sigue dando vueltas, pero no daré pie atras .. No lo haré.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;:52 .. Un mes .. cuando qiero, no puedo .. cuando puedo, no qiero .. Increible como el tiempo juega tanto en contra, peroo qe màs se podria hacer? no creo qe mucho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:53 .. Creo qe ella esta ganando .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-6567781049501503873?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/6567781049501503873/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/6567781049501503873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/6567781049501503873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SiqEnXQU_eI/AAAAAAAAABM/XNSHS13sBdA/s72-c/puentedecarlosG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-4724904072119062765</id><published>2009-05-21T12:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:05:03.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ahora .. justo ahora viene la preocupación? despúes de tanto tiempo, tantas faltas .. Cuando el fin llego. Qe paso? te diste cuenta qe no hay vuelta atras .. qe tus esfuerzos serán en vano y qe nada sirve ya .. y aún no te das cuenta qe solo tú provocaste todo ésto .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ahogate en tu propia rabia, esa es tu unica salida ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-4724904072119062765?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/4724904072119062765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahora.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/4724904072119062765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/4724904072119062765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahora.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-7874970885776300773</id><published>2009-05-17T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:24:56.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Qeria escribir, pero debo estudiar ... Hoy me dijeron qe la vida es una sola y no hay segunda oportunidad ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Habrá otro momento :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-7874970885776300773?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/7874970885776300773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/qeria-escribir-pero-debo-estudiar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7874970885776300773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7874970885776300773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/qeria-escribir-pero-debo-estudiar.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-652929346743883649</id><published>2009-05-15T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:19:13.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;No hay animo, no hay nada. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Qiero&lt;/span&gt; sentir y tu necesitas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;qe&lt;/span&gt; yo sienta, pero no puedo ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-652929346743883649?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/652929346743883649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-hay-animo-no-hay-nada.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/652929346743883649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/652929346743883649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-hay-animo-no-hay-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-2065420224328231128</id><published>2009-05-11T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:42:37.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Extraña situación .. extraños pensamientos, extrañas acciones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;Quizas solo es falta de costumbre, qizas el cambio repentino pero idealizado fue peor de lo qe creí ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pero esa historia no es la mía, no puedo hacer mucho, solo dejar qe las cosas sigan su curso natural, y acostumbrarme&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;, porqe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;siempre&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hay qe acostumbrarse a todo . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-2065420224328231128?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/2065420224328231128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/extrana-situacion.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/2065420224328231128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/2065420224328231128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/extrana-situacion.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-363421393171112845</id><published>2009-05-08T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:12:53.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qiero estar contigo, sentirme vivo. Llorar a escondidas para qe nadie me vea .. ( ♫ ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-363421393171112845?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/363421393171112845/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/qiero-estar-contigo-sentirme-vivo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/363421393171112845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/363421393171112845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/qiero-estar-contigo-sentirme-vivo.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-4063362114274116640</id><published>2009-05-07T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:11:39.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Justo ahora, es cuando se deve pensar con el corazón y sentir con la mente (I) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-4063362114274116640?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/4063362114274116640/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/justo-ahora-es-cuando-se-deve-pensar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/4063362114274116640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/4063362114274116640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/justo-ahora-es-cuando-se-deve-pensar.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-2211344783175829847</id><published>2009-05-06T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:55:30.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Te pediré porfavor, qe luego no qiero ver lagrimas, no tienen qe aver lagrimas ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nunca amenaza, es solo una anteposición de lo qe puede ( &lt;strong&gt;no tiene&lt;/strong&gt; ) llegar a suceder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-2211344783175829847?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/2211344783175829847/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-pedire-porfavor-qe-luego-no-qiero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/2211344783175829847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/2211344783175829847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-pedire-porfavor-qe-luego-no-qiero.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-8424629789831662243</id><published>2009-05-03T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:18:28.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy *</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No puedo sacar esta presión .. Hoy es el dia del encuentro *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-8424629789831662243?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/8424629789831662243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoy.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8424629789831662243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8424629789831662243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoy.html' title='Hoy *'/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-3870088316907099826</id><published>2009-05-03T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:19:25.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y de apoco me doi cuenta, qe cada véz dependo más de su presencia junto a mi ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-3870088316907099826?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/3870088316907099826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/y-de-apoco-me-doi-cuenta-qe-cada-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/3870088316907099826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/3870088316907099826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/y-de-apoco-me-doi-cuenta-qe-cada-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-7841668708425757506</id><published>2009-05-02T17:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:19:34.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfzGbGHEYtI/AAAAAAAAABA/dEttFm4lGqA/s1600-h/arboooooool.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331354227698852562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfzGbGHEYtI/AAAAAAAAABA/dEttFm4lGqA/s200/arboooooool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;El viento ... el frio qe recorre y entumese mi cuerpo como en los dias de hoy, me recuerdan la hermosa sensación de estar en tus brazos .. esa hermosa sensación qe descubrí hoy, cuando por primera vez, fuimos uno. Es algo tan indescriptible, tan hermoso, tan especial, tan único .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Creo qe los dos descubrimos lo qe en realidad pasa, cada vez nos volvemos más incondicionales en nuestras vidas, descubrí lo qe realmente qiero, qe es solo pasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siempre&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;a tu lado príncipe de mi cuento .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-7841668708425757506?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/7841668708425757506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/el-viento.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7841668708425757506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/7841668708425757506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/el-viento.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfzGbGHEYtI/AAAAAAAAABA/dEttFm4lGqA/s72-c/arboooooool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-8041800741436622383</id><published>2009-05-02T01:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:51:51.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;La causa deve ser qe todo esto pasó tan rapido qe no nos dimos cuenta del daño mutuo qe nos damos, tal vez sea solo producto de mi imaginación, pero no te entiendo. Se qe fue demaciado el tiempo, qe a comparación de ella significo lo minimo en tu vida, pero lamentablemente para mi no .. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Te amo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;evité lo más qe pude, pero mis intentos fueron en vano .. Seré tan ingenua como para estar en esta situación? Qizas si lo sea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perdón por no estar ahí.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-8041800741436622383?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/8041800741436622383/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-causa-deve-ser-qe-todo-esto-paso-tan.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8041800741436622383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/8041800741436622383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-causa-deve-ser-qe-todo-esto-paso-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177068718310000800.post-4131238448690386924</id><published>2009-05-02T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:36:22.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvNFmMmNPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mphzw9SnbHw/s1600-h/soledad2ik9.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331080079959536882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvNFmMmNPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mphzw9SnbHw/s320/soledad2ik9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y hay veces en las qe necesitamos desahogarnos, pero por un motivo u otro, es dificil porqe cada uno de nuestros pensamientos y sentimientos involucran a alguien o algo. Generalmente uso el silencio como mi único desahogo .. pero con el tiempo, ese silencio se vuelve presión en mi pecho, qé siempre en un momento inesperado estálla, dejandome vacía y sin nadie qe logre comprender. Hay veces en qe hay qe encontrarse con si mismo, qizas así podriamos aclarar nuestros pensamientos y actos ..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5177068718310000800-4131238448690386924?l=ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/feeds/4131238448690386924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/4131238448690386924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5177068718310000800/posts/default/4131238448690386924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ocultaperfeccion.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Alejandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04665373922488554042</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvPwFPCLwI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8CyUTLElK_Q/S220/wuajakhdajsd.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptzmsspJsnQ/SfvNFmMmNPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Mphzw9SnbHw/s72-c/soledad2ik9.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
