<?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-9007508766872080077</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:52:45.137-07:00</updated><category term='Jesi .'/><title type='text'>La dama perfeCta, toda una Belleza ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7503612015651171832</id><published>2009-10-01T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:58:33.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUJ2XFyMaI/AAAAAAAAAhk/52Htjs7Ffyo/s1600-h/P011009_11.48%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUJ2XFyMaI/AAAAAAAAAhk/52Htjs7Ffyo/s400/P011009_11.48%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387723358734528930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;Mientras la moneda da vuelvas, al viento, un beso te perfuma la existencia, hombre de corazon partido en dos, dime a cual mitad yo pertenezco. Lo que para ti es tremenda encrucijada, para mi es amar la incertidumbre, lo que para ti es borron y cuenta nueva, para mi es &lt;b&gt;principio o final&lt;/b&gt;, jugando siempre, apostando siempre. A cara o cruz, ante la encrucijada &lt;b&gt;revisas las cosas que pudieron pasar, y que se suspendieron, por verlas, girando en el viento.&lt;/b&gt; A cara o cruz, te jugaste los besos, los sueños, el llanto y la cordura mortal, de &lt;b&gt;ignorar el futuro.&lt;/b&gt; ( ♪ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-7503612015651171832?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7503612015651171832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/mientras-la-moneda-da-vuelvas-al-viento.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7503612015651171832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7503612015651171832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/mientras-la-moneda-da-vuelvas-al-viento.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUJ2XFyMaI/AAAAAAAAAhk/52Htjs7Ffyo/s72-c/P011009_11.48%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-724490936732633948</id><published>2009-10-01T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:51:35.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUHychZ35I/AAAAAAAAAhU/thBf8l6DDJ0/s1600-h/P011009_11.50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUHychZ35I/AAAAAAAAAhU/thBf8l6DDJ0/s400/P011009_11.50.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387721092449820562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Quizá no fue coincidencia encontrarme contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;tal vez esto lo hizo el destino. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tu sexto sentido sueña conmigo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt; Sé que pronto estaremos unidos. No perderé la esperanza de hablar contigo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;no me importa que dice el destino&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;. ( ♪ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-724490936732633948?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/724490936732633948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/quiza-no-fue-coincidencia-encontrarme.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/724490936732633948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/724490936732633948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/quiza-no-fue-coincidencia-encontrarme.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUHychZ35I/AAAAAAAAAhU/thBf8l6DDJ0/s72-c/P011009_11.50.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-8318706898592424607</id><published>2009-10-01T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:45:18.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUGrN0BawI/AAAAAAAAAhM/MwCSXHPk1AU/s1600-h/P160909_11.39%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 361px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUGrN0BawI/AAAAAAAAAhM/MwCSXHPk1AU/s400/P160909_11.39%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387719868730665730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;» &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Dama de noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; mujercita facil es como le llaman; conversadora de hombres aburridos qe acuden al bar y aunqe parece qe le gusta eso debes en cuando se le escapa un rezo para pedirle a dios qe le ayude &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;en su caminar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt; ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-8318706898592424607?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8318706898592424607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/dama-de-noche-mujercita-facil-es-como.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8318706898592424607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8318706898592424607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/dama-de-noche-mujercita-facil-es-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUGrN0BawI/AAAAAAAAAhM/MwCSXHPk1AU/s72-c/P160909_11.39%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4078441470966187611</id><published>2009-10-01T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:42:01.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUF4r1qOOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IWQz1SXr0No/s1600-h/P080909_23.41%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUF4r1qOOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IWQz1SXr0No/s400/P080909_23.41%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387719000617269474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;¿ Cuál es la forma más clara y segura de eLegir bien y que no queden dudas ?&lt;br /&gt;Yo sigo probando&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mientras voy pensando qué hacer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; .&lt;/i&gt; .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-4078441470966187611?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4078441470966187611/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/cual-es-la-forma-mas-clara-y-segura-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4078441470966187611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4078441470966187611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/cual-es-la-forma-mas-clara-y-segura-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsUF4r1qOOI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IWQz1SXr0No/s72-c/P080909_23.41%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7008152191493629048</id><published>2009-10-01T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:14:10.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsT_ILyIwaI/AAAAAAAAAgU/XUeBTfxWyWw/s1600-h/P160909_11.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsT_ILyIwaI/AAAAAAAAAgU/XUeBTfxWyWw/s400/P160909_11.40.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387711570309071266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ella &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;no entiende el procedimiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, cuando y como darte un beso. Yo en cambio encuentro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;el punto débil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, que te eleva hasta el exceso. Ni siquiera se imagina de ese pacto misterioso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;con tu alma y tu cerebro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. Tendrías que volver a nacer, para ver si en otra vida te enamoras de ella. No tiene la táctica adecuada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;para arrancarme de tu pecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. Yo que te falle mil veces, sigo sien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;t u D U E Ñ A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-7008152191493629048?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7008152191493629048/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/ella-no-entiende-el-procedimiento.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7008152191493629048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7008152191493629048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/ella-no-entiende-el-procedimiento.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsT_ILyIwaI/AAAAAAAAAgU/XUeBTfxWyWw/s72-c/P160909_11.40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-2009873385131947639</id><published>2009-10-01T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:54:47.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsT6BL53dQI/AAAAAAAAAgM/XyQ18eASneg/s1600-h/P290909_00.21-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsT6BL53dQI/AAAAAAAAAgM/XyQ18eASneg/s400/P290909_00.21-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387705952524268802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;» No pusimos reglas ni reloj, aqui estamos solos &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); "&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Todo lo que ves&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt; lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;soy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no me pidas mas de lo que doy. Esta vida es igual a un libro. Cada pagina es, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;vivido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;( ♬ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-2009873385131947639?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2009873385131947639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-pusimos-reglas-ni-reloj-aqui-estamos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2009873385131947639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2009873385131947639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-pusimos-reglas-ni-reloj-aqui-estamos.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsT6BL53dQI/AAAAAAAAAgM/XyQ18eASneg/s72-c/P290909_00.21-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7556488980376194016</id><published>2009-10-01T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:45:32.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTxvzoggHI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KOwiYj_O1GI/s400/P160909_11.33-1.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387696857858211954" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTxwJ96j8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/ytWrkw6b1TQ/s1600-h/P160909_11.33%5B01%5D-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTxwJ96j8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/ytWrkw6b1TQ/s400/P160909_11.33%5B01%5D-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387696863853580226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esperame que ya casi llego&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;, no sabes como quiero yo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;quemarme en tu fuego&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;, no sabes las ganas que tengo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;de verte Papi ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-7556488980376194016?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7556488980376194016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/esperame-que-ya-casi-llego-no-sabes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7556488980376194016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7556488980376194016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/esperame-que-ya-casi-llego-no-sabes.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTxvzoggHI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KOwiYj_O1GI/s72-c/P160909_11.33-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1164685719010802789</id><published>2009-10-01T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:08:15.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTvkpEEOmI/AAAAAAAAAfs/DqGL-jcisDU/s1600-h/P100909_21.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTvkpEEOmI/AAAAAAAAAfs/DqGL-jcisDU/s400/P100909_21.02.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387694467019192930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;| P&lt;/span&gt;ara que pensar y suponer, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;no preguntes cosas que no se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. No se donde vamos a parar, eso ya la piel nos lo dirá. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;Yo no se lo que es eterno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no me pidas algo que es del tiemp&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;O | &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTvkMTqUyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/yVkg7PtM6bI/s1600-h/P100909_20.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTvkMTqUyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/yVkg7PtM6bI/s400/P100909_20.58.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387694459299975970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1164685719010802789?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1164685719010802789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/p-ara-que-pensar-y-suponer-no-preguntes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1164685719010802789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1164685719010802789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/p-ara-que-pensar-y-suponer-no-preguntes.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTvkpEEOmI/AAAAAAAAAfs/DqGL-jcisDU/s72-c/P100909_21.02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-8703544285720656125</id><published>2009-10-01T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:51:02.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTp_BwEyhI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Z8ci5nEXEA8/s1600-h/P280909_14.59%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTp_BwEyhI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Z8ci5nEXEA8/s400/P280909_14.59%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387688323253062162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ella tiene ojos y no puede &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;mirarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, ella tiene manos, pero &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;no puede abrazarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. También su&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; boca, y &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;no sabe besarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, ella tiene &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pies y no camina &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;para ir por t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-8703544285720656125?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8703544285720656125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/ella-tiene-ojos-y-no-puede-ni-mirarte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8703544285720656125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8703544285720656125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/ella-tiene-ojos-y-no-puede-ni-mirarte.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTp_BwEyhI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Z8ci5nEXEA8/s72-c/P280909_14.59%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1131239308849216220</id><published>2009-10-01T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:41:09.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsToqnXO3zI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1DQfl-_mfKc/s1600-h/P180909_21.36%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsToqnXO3zI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1DQfl-_mfKc/s400/P180909_21.36%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387686873060532018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nada&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;que&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;puedas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hacer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;que&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pueda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hecho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;Nadie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;quien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;puedas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;salvar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;pueda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;salvado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;Nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt; que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); "&gt;puedas &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;hacer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt; pero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;puedes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;aprender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;tú&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;mismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;con&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;tiempo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;fácil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;( ♪ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1131239308849216220?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1131239308849216220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/nada-que-puedas-hacer-que-no-pueda-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1131239308849216220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1131239308849216220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/nada-que-puedas-hacer-que-no-pueda-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsToqnXO3zI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1DQfl-_mfKc/s72-c/P180909_21.36%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-2500060827154992359</id><published>2009-10-01T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:31:36.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTmzZQIQpI/AAAAAAAAAfM/X1GdNbRcZLM/s1600-h/P160909_11.49.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTmzZQIQpI/AAAAAAAAAfM/X1GdNbRcZLM/s400/P160909_11.49.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387684824868209298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTmioNWxXI/AAAAAAAAAfE/n6nL54kfIoY/s400/P160909_11.49%5B01%5D.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387684536825333106" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hay elecciones. Hay caminos. Hay instintos. Podes seguirlos o podes cambiarlos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;Así&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; Nos deja hacer sin preocuparse por lo que hacemos, por lo que sabemos, pero lo sabe,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;él&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;sabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Creemos que elegimos todo el tiempo. Nos enojamos con el destino, lo maldecimos, lo culpamos por nuestros errores. Estamos en un camino lleno de piedras y estamos para fallar, para equivocarnos, pero al final tendremos que comprender. A veces huyendo del destino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); "&gt;v &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;l.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/9007508766872080077-2500060827154992359?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2500060827154992359/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/hay-elecciones.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2500060827154992359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2500060827154992359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/10/hay-elecciones.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SsTmzZQIQpI/AAAAAAAAAfM/X1GdNbRcZLM/s72-c/P160909_11.49.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1325338648768821907</id><published>2009-07-04T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T12:51:06.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-yCDgT1iI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-ssHaKmzGvU/s1600-h/1245262705890_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354694230337115682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-yCDgT1iI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-ssHaKmzGvU/s400/1245262705890_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extrañar es pedirle al alma un minuto para pensar en los buenos momentos vividos, reencontrarnos es suplicarle al corazón que no estalle por la emoción de volver a estar juntos. ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1325338648768821907?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1325338648768821907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/07/extranar-es-pedirle-al-alma-un-minuto.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1325338648768821907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1325338648768821907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/07/extranar-es-pedirle-al-alma-un-minuto.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-yCDgT1iI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-ssHaKmzGvU/s72-c/1245262705890_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-5661624380904923432</id><published>2009-07-04T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T12:47:23.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-xTXA6lPI/AAAAAAAAAes/0A0cdsU2hQo/s1600-h/P240609_21.59-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 260px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354693428120294642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-xTXA6lPI/AAAAAAAAAes/0A0cdsU2hQo/s400/P240609_21.59-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;uando tenes ese egoismo absurdo de querer poseer todo lo que puedas, cuando tenes la desdicha de que sea asi, lo perdistes todo. Cuando queres irte y por esos complejos no podes que mal no poder dejar de depender de todo! de necesitar siempre de algo. Te queres desligar y no podes, queres borrar tu mente rehacer tu vida y olvidarte hasta de lo que mas t hace feliz, para volver a empezar , para volver a crear tu propio ambito en que puedas ser realmente como sos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sencillla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; nadie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;diga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;como&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;encajar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;que &lt;/span&gt;necesitar&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-5661624380904923432?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5661624380904923432/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/07/c-uando-tenes-ese-egoismo-absurdo-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5661624380904923432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5661624380904923432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/07/c-uando-tenes-ese-egoismo-absurdo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-xTXA6lPI/AAAAAAAAAes/0A0cdsU2hQo/s72-c/P240609_21.59-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-3439171210565008455</id><published>2009-07-04T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T12:26:21.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-sWShTrCI/AAAAAAAAAek/tvGV_qMeNOM/s1600-h/P240609_22.15-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354687980895448098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-sWShTrCI/AAAAAAAAAek/tvGV_qMeNOM/s400/P240609_22.15-2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ay besos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;en los labios dejan huellas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;b&gt;c&lt;/b&gt;omo un campo de sol entre dos hielos.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;h&lt;/b&gt;ay besos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;se dan con la mirada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;h&lt;/b&gt;ay besos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que se dan con la memoriia.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;h&lt;/b&gt;ay besos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;arRebatan los sentiidoS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hay besos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;b&gt;m&lt;/b&gt;isteriosos que han dejado mil sueños errantes y perdidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-3439171210565008455?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3439171210565008455/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/07/h-ay-besos-que-en-los-labios-dejan.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3439171210565008455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3439171210565008455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/07/h-ay-besos-que-en-los-labios-dejan.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-sWShTrCI/AAAAAAAAAek/tvGV_qMeNOM/s72-c/P240609_22.15-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-273815205164734570</id><published>2009-07-04T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:55:53.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-kZ9Xj-pI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/wg4qCUfOWig/s1600-h/1243964093299_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354679247843883666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-kZ9Xj-pI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/wg4qCUfOWig/s400/1243964093299_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ntre plumas y sangre, vencido de miedo y de sed, iba errante. Sin poder soportarlo, mis manos y manto de amor, fui a darle. Al fin en casa, curé su agonía, mientras que un duro sueño me vencía, y soñé. A la mañana siguiente, no era cuerpo de ave, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un hombre encontré&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, con pocos signos vitales, despertó sonriente y su mano tomé, y sin pensar en ese nuevo aspecto, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;no pude contener mi sentimiento, y lo amé.&lt;/span&gt; Después de varias semanas, de amor intenso y de ganas, su rostro cambió, ya no quedaban heridas, exceptuando las mías de miedo y dolor, y poco a poco se iba transformando,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;con rabia y con angustia iba llorando, y voló.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-273815205164734570?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/273815205164734570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/273815205164734570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-ntre-plumas-y-sangre-vencido-de-miedo.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-kZ9Xj-pI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/wg4qCUfOWig/s72-c/1243964093299_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4104090146673423400</id><published>2009-07-04T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:41:37.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-iSSdt-1I/AAAAAAAAAeI/DnGh7_LddEI/s1600-h/P240609_22.16%5B01%5D-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 297px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354676917044640594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-iSSdt-1I/AAAAAAAAAeI/DnGh7_LddEI/s400/P240609_22.16%5B01%5D-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-iFmY5HII/AAAAAAAAAeA/xaeSfXQoRog/s1600-h/P240609_22.18-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354676699054808194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-iFmY5HII/AAAAAAAAAeA/xaeSfXQoRog/s400/P240609_22.18-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-4104090146673423400?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4104090146673423400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4104090146673423400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4104090146673423400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sk-iSSdt-1I/AAAAAAAAAeI/DnGh7_LddEI/s72-c/P240609_22.16%5B01%5D-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-2285388483263377600</id><published>2009-05-15T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:25:26.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3PdgG9UhI/AAAAAAAAAdw/IIYFtBUwkmA/s1600-h/1241290868597_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336149239246180882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3PdgG9UhI/AAAAAAAAAdw/IIYFtBUwkmA/s320/1241290868597_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;ada vez te quiero mas, y no me importa lo q haces que estoy loca me diran justo a ti voy a querer. Cada vez te quiero mas y no me quieran convencer te necesito como sos tu locura me hace bien. Me haces bien cuando estas muy cerca me llenas el cuerpo de ganas me quitas bajo esa frazada que cubre a los dos. Me hace bien siempre tu presencia jugar al papel del amante al que tu atiendes distante un ratito nomas ~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-2285388483263377600?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2285388483263377600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/c-ada-vez-te-quiero-mas-y-no-me-importa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2285388483263377600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2285388483263377600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/c-ada-vez-te-quiero-mas-y-no-me-importa.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3PdgG9UhI/AAAAAAAAAdw/IIYFtBUwkmA/s72-c/1241290868597_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-3664788268362995887</id><published>2009-05-15T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:21:18.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3N6R1yzZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/h8fNBgK-gvY/s1600-h/1242407542883_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336147534609042834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3N6R1yzZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/h8fNBgK-gvY/s320/1242407542883_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;erdona si te estoy llamando en este momento pero me hacia falta escuchar de nuevo aunque sea un instante tu respiracion. Disculpa se que estoy violando nuestro juramento. Quisiera decirte que hoy estoy de maravilla que no me ha afectado lo de tu partida pero con un dedo no se tapa el sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/9007508766872080077-3664788268362995887?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3664788268362995887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/p-erdona-si-te-estoy-llamando-en-este.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3664788268362995887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3664788268362995887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/p-erdona-si-te-estoy-llamando-en-este.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3N6R1yzZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/h8fNBgK-gvY/s72-c/1242407542883_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1432148263808944927</id><published>2009-05-15T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:16:43.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;                &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1432148263808944927?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1432148263808944927/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/p-r-i-n-c-e-s-d-e-u-n-c-u-e-n-t-o-i-n-f.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1432148263808944927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1432148263808944927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/p-r-i-n-c-e-s-d-e-u-n-c-u-e-n-t-o-i-n-f.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1736464329290341220</id><published>2009-05-15T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:12:40.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3Mikp1dwI/AAAAAAAAAdg/lTTBMs5YRkk/s1600-h/1241888233238_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336146027830671106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3Mikp1dwI/AAAAAAAAAdg/lTTBMs5YRkk/s320/1241888233238_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ay besos que en los labios dejan huellas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;  &lt;b&gt;c&lt;/b&gt;omo un campo de sol entre dos hielos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;   &lt;b&gt;h&lt;/b&gt;ay besos que se dan con la mirada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;h&lt;/b&gt;ay besos que se dan con la memoriia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;   &lt;b&gt;h&lt;/b&gt;ay besos que arRebatan los sentiidoS, hay besos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;  &lt;b&gt;m&lt;/b&gt;isteriosos que han dejado mil sueños errantes y perdidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1736464329290341220?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1736464329290341220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/h-ay-besos-que-en-los-labios-dejan.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1736464329290341220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1736464329290341220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/h-ay-besos-que-en-los-labios-dejan.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3Mikp1dwI/AAAAAAAAAdg/lTTBMs5YRkk/s72-c/1241888233238_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-155796206275683436</id><published>2009-05-15T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:08:31.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;odrás encontrar quien te llene de rosas "quien quiera tenerte prometiéndote cosas" podrán ofrecerte calor queriendo que &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;OLVÍDES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; mi amor pero sabes bien que eso es imposible porque fui&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;la mejor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; podrás preguntarte mil noches a solas que tenias ayer que &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt; tienes ahora es que &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YO&lt;/b&gt; te di mi pasión mientras te enseñaba el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; por eso seré la única dueña de tu corazón nadie, nadie en el mundo hará que te olvides de mi porque &lt;b&gt;YO&lt;/b&gt; he sido en tu vida la razón de ser feliz &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;nadie podrá tener tu amor nadie mientras viva yo&lt;/span&gt; nadie porque te di lo mejor nadie, nadie en el mundo hará que te olvides de mi porque yo he sido en tu vida la razón de ser feliz nadie podrá tener tu amor nadie mientras viva yo nadie porque te di lo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEJOR&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&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/9007508766872080077-155796206275683436?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/155796206275683436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/p-odras-encontrar-quien-te-llene-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/155796206275683436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/155796206275683436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/p-odras-encontrar-quien-te-llene-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-3984646074465106912</id><published>2009-05-15T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:02:45.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3KOAQA9KI/AAAAAAAAAc4/JOlpAyfG7J0/s1600-h/1242323699502_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336143475438056610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3KOAQA9KI/AAAAAAAAAc4/JOlpAyfG7J0/s320/1242323699502_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o te voy a rescatar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;si te resvala la vida si hay barro en tu pecho lavare las heridas, fugaron nuestros miedos los cielos que calleron pensaron que era un juego pasaron mil anhelos. Lo veo ya lo veo me voy al sol no vuelvo mas por eso es que no quiero tormenta de los miedos. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-3984646074465106912?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3984646074465106912/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/y-o-te-voy-rescatar-si-te-resvala-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3984646074465106912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3984646074465106912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/y-o-te-voy-rescatar-si-te-resvala-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3KOAQA9KI/AAAAAAAAAc4/JOlpAyfG7J0/s72-c/1242323699502_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-25930541979709586</id><published>2009-05-15T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:00:00.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3IHLKw5aI/AAAAAAAAAcw/fECmjADKV30/s1600-h/1242238325356_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336141159086482850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3IHLKw5aI/AAAAAAAAAcw/fECmjADKV30/s320/1242238325356_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Fácil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;es ocupar un lugar en el corazón de alguien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Díficil:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;es encontrarlo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Fácil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;es herir a quién no amas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Díficil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;es curar las heridas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Fácil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;es prometer a alguien algo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Díficil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;es cumplir esas promesas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Fácil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;es decir te amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Díficil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;es demostrarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Fácil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;es cometer errores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Díficil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;es aprender de ellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Fácil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;es llorar por amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Díficil:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;es cuidarlo para no perderlo.&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/9007508766872080077-25930541979709586?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/25930541979709586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/facil-es-ocupar-un-lugar-en-el-corazon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/25930541979709586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/25930541979709586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/facil-es-ocupar-un-lugar-en-el-corazon.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3IHLKw5aI/AAAAAAAAAcw/fECmjADKV30/s72-c/1242238325356_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6186503180250428801</id><published>2009-05-15T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:30:44.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3CrPE-14I/AAAAAAAAAcY/CV4AuqXbo3I/s1600-h/1241720858400_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336135181541496706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3CrPE-14I/AAAAAAAAAcY/CV4AuqXbo3I/s320/1241720858400_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ntre plumas y sangre, vencido de miedo y de sed, iba errante. Sin poder soportarlo, mis manos y manto de amor, fui a darle. Al fin en casa, curé su agonía, mientras que un duro sueño me vencía, y soñé. A la mañana siguiente, no era cuerpo de ave, un hombre encontré, con pocos signos vitales, despertó sonriente y su mano tomé, y sin pensar en ese nuevo aspecto, no pude contener mi sentimiento, y lo amé. Después de varias semanas, de amor intenso y de ganas, su rostro cambió, ya no quedaban heridas, exceptuando las mías de miedo y dolor, y poco a poco se iba transformando, con rabia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;y con angustia iba llorando, y voló&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6186503180250428801?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6186503180250428801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-ntre-plumas-y-sangre-vencido-de-miedo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6186503180250428801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6186503180250428801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-ntre-plumas-y-sangre-vencido-de-miedo.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg3CrPE-14I/AAAAAAAAAcY/CV4AuqXbo3I/s72-c/1241720858400_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4443105648629232284</id><published>2009-05-15T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:14:09.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg2-bx5CQhI/AAAAAAAAAcI/qdK4srfgDXY/s1600-h/1241630250532_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336130517962211858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg2-bx5CQhI/AAAAAAAAAcI/qdK4srfgDXY/s320/1241630250532_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;l azar es la metafora perfecta,de quien le busca inspiracion a la tristeza, el destino es la cuartada sigilosa, de quien lo pretende todo y nunca acierta... Mientras el destino asoma su perfil, el presente se debate con la muerte, como quien se juega el todo por el todo.Como una moneda puesta al viento jugando siempre, apostando siempre . ..&lt;br /&gt;A cara o cruz, ante la incrucijada revisas las cosas que pudieron pasar y que se suspendieron por verlas girando en el viento.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A cara o cruz, te jugaste los besos, los sueños, el llanto y la cordura mortal,de ignorar el futuro, y escoger al amor de tu vida. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(de mi VIDA y hasta la mueRte)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/9007508766872080077-4443105648629232284?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4443105648629232284/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-l-azar-es-la-metafora-perfectade.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4443105648629232284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4443105648629232284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-l-azar-es-la-metafora-perfectade.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg2-bx5CQhI/AAAAAAAAAcI/qdK4srfgDXY/s72-c/1241630250532_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1396538221339840958</id><published>2009-05-15T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:11:07.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg25GZlfyPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/toVTkt2BgOY/s1600-h/1241543151172_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336124653102418162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg25GZlfyPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/toVTkt2BgOY/s320/1241543151172_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Me convertistes en tu amante aquella amiga interesante y escapando del frio me utilizastes yo quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ser tu &lt;u&gt;amiga&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;SOLO tu AMIGA&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quiero ser parte de tu mirada y tus ojos interesantes el brillo de tus ojos y tus semblantes me dicen que tu tambien quieres ganar. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1396538221339840958?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1396538221339840958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.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/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1396538221339840958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1396538221339840958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sg25GZlfyPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/toVTkt2BgOY/s72-c/1241543151172_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4603756886019593814</id><published>2009-04-17T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:41:14.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejZ4ShKNOI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Oek_y-5gkTk/s1600-h/n588984384_1491901_141285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325746120432432354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejZ4ShKNOI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Oek_y-5gkTk/s320/n588984384_1491901_141285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;es el, el prinCipe de todos mis palaCios. ..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-4603756886019593814?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4603756886019593814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/es-el-el-principe-de-todos-mis-palacios.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4603756886019593814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4603756886019593814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/es-el-el-principe-de-todos-mis-palacios.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejZ4ShKNOI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Oek_y-5gkTk/s72-c/n588984384_1491901_141285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-8761134322074879226</id><published>2009-04-17T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:28:17.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejYPuH0xkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/gT8uoL-s2_w/s1600-h/n588984384_1383615_6519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325744323956098626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejYPuH0xkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/gT8uoL-s2_w/s320/n588984384_1383615_6519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                       toDo se termina toDo menos VOS ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-8761134322074879226?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8761134322074879226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/todo-se-termina-todo-menos-vos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8761134322074879226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8761134322074879226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/todo-se-termina-todo-menos-vos.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejYPuH0xkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/gT8uoL-s2_w/s72-c/n588984384_1383615_6519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-5061827003469424634</id><published>2009-04-17T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:13:09.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;[ What this means to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt; Is more than I know you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What I thought of you now,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;has cost more than it should for me ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-5061827003469424634?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5061827003469424634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-this-means-to-me-is-more-than-i.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5061827003469424634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5061827003469424634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-this-means-to-me-is-more-than-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-2218781655221100137</id><published>2009-04-17T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:53:21.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejPpMW85rI/AAAAAAAAAbg/5pXxsRxMrDI/s1600-h/1237046760608_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325734865964689074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejPpMW85rI/AAAAAAAAAbg/5pXxsRxMrDI/s320/1237046760608_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quién te va a querer sin condiciones como YO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;        Quién será tu fuente de consuelo y pasion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Quién te aguantara tantos caprichos como YO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; Anda ve y busca en TODO lugar y da mil vueltas en el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;mundo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; Sabes que yo soi tu otra mitad,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; yo soi tú amor mássss profundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;                                          Quién bajará las estrellas por tí?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Quién más tendras para hacerte reir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                       &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Dime quién como yo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Dime quién más que yo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-2218781655221100137?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2218781655221100137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/quien-te-va-querer-sin-condiciones-como.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2218781655221100137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2218781655221100137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/quien-te-va-querer-sin-condiciones-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejPpMW85rI/AAAAAAAAAbg/5pXxsRxMrDI/s72-c/1237046760608_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4015282094814270950</id><published>2009-04-17T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:37:44.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejMRvifmHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/swbksGLByvk/s1600-h/P4100712-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325731164556597362" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejMRvifmHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/swbksGLByvk/s320/P4100712-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;te AMO muCho tia (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-4015282094814270950?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4015282094814270950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-amo-mucho-tia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4015282094814270950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4015282094814270950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-amo-mucho-tia.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejMRvifmHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/swbksGLByvk/s72-c/P4100712-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-3817770412388158771</id><published>2009-04-17T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:34:39.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejLlGun-7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/xhAopNmGBCg/s1600-h/maite.-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325730397687380914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejLlGun-7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/xhAopNmGBCg/s320/maite.-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Si yo te regalo las flores más lindas de un jardín si de noches de luna llena yo te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;prometo a tí mi amor, sere sincera cuando te diga te quiero, cuando yo te abrase te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bese y acaricie tu cuerpo si te canto una canción cuando te sientas triste si yo cuido de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tu cuerpo cubierto en mis brazos si te llevo a la luna cuando estes conmigo vas a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;desear que sea más que tu amiga.&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/9007508766872080077-3817770412388158771?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3817770412388158771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/si-yo-te-regalo-las-flores-mas-lindas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3817770412388158771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3817770412388158771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/si-yo-te-regalo-las-flores-mas-lindas.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejLlGun-7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/xhAopNmGBCg/s72-c/maite.-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6808613100882979684</id><published>2009-04-17T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:15:10.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejGuq7W7yI/AAAAAAAAAa4/4N7EnIW6F-Y/s1600-h/1239073563810_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325725064465149730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejGuq7W7yI/AAAAAAAAAa4/4N7EnIW6F-Y/s320/1239073563810_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Como verás desde acá todo aparenta cambiar, pero la realidad es que todo sigue igual. Viste, siempre encontrás un punto que parece ser el punto final y resulta ser una coma. Ves el principio, ves el nudo, el interminable nudo, das vuelta la página y esperás encontrar un nuevo principio, pero ves, el nudo sigue. El nudo en la panza, el nudo en la garganta, el nudo en el alma, yo no sé si vos alguna vez sentiste así como si se te arrugara el corazón, el nudo es algo parecido, es una mezcla de ahogo y ansiedad, tal vez algo de impotencia. Como verás "el nudo aprieta mal".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6808613100882979684?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6808613100882979684/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/como-veras-desde-aca-todo-aparenta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6808613100882979684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6808613100882979684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/como-veras-desde-aca-todo-aparenta.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejGuq7W7yI/AAAAAAAAAa4/4N7EnIW6F-Y/s72-c/1239073563810_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-2397598834471654364</id><published>2009-04-17T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:09:36.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejFhv_W9UI/AAAAAAAAAaw/F21mgqShNR8/s1600-h/1239945110530_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325723742974178626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejFhv_W9UI/AAAAAAAAAaw/F21mgqShNR8/s320/1239945110530_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;rees que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; eres la sombra de tu propia sombra, crees que eres la lluvia que chispea y agobia, piensa que tu vales mas que esta historia. Son de amores, amores que matan, amores que ríen,amores que lloran, amores que amargan, son de amores, amores que engañan, amores que agobian, amores que juegan, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amores que faltan.&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/9007508766872080077-2397598834471654364?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2397598834471654364/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/c-rees-que-eres-la-sombra-de-tu-propia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2397598834471654364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2397598834471654364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/c-rees-que-eres-la-sombra-de-tu-propia.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejFhv_W9UI/AAAAAAAAAaw/F21mgqShNR8/s72-c/1239945110530_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4603336157333188875</id><published>2009-04-17T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:06:57.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejE47YK8SI/AAAAAAAAAao/dTvFf3UcPeQ/s1600-h/1239803927039_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325723041656402210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejE47YK8SI/AAAAAAAAAao/dTvFf3UcPeQ/s320/1239803927039_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;o comparto mi almohada, aunque nada me quita, tengo el alma adiestrada, y aunque el ego me invita &lt;strong&gt;'no te cambio por nada'&lt;/strong&gt; . . ... Nunca falta una amiga con su historia serpiente, para vender intrigas necesitas un cliente, si te clava una duda y soy yo la penitente si mi verdad se hace muda y le crees a la gente.. ... Ni la Biblia te ayuda si no tenes presente que no te cambio por nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&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/9007508766872080077-4603336157333188875?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4603336157333188875/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/n-o-comparto-mi-almohada-aunque-nada-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4603336157333188875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4603336157333188875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/n-o-comparto-mi-almohada-aunque-nada-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SejE47YK8SI/AAAAAAAAAao/dTvFf3UcPeQ/s72-c/1239803927039_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7517683221302953494</id><published>2009-04-06T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:09:12.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpTUo_6-CI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZDmnBtyhV6w/s1600-h/1236272630083_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321657523759675426" style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpTUo_6-CI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZDmnBtyhV6w/s320/1236272630083_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-7517683221302953494?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7517683221302953494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_5676.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7517683221302953494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7517683221302953494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_5676.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpTUo_6-CI/AAAAAAAAAZw/ZDmnBtyhV6w/s72-c/1236272630083_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-925071337758220676</id><published>2009-04-06T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:06:48.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ella existió solo en un sueño y él es el poema que el poeta nunca escribió. y en la eternidad los dos unieron sus almas para darle vida a esta triste canción de amor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Él es como el mar y ella como la luna y en las noches de luna llena hacen el amor. y en la eternidad los dos unieron sus almas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;para darle vida a esta triste canción de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;amor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Él es como un dios y ella como una virgen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y los dioses les &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;enseñaron a pecar. y en la eternidad los dos unieron sus almas para darle vida a esta triste canción de amor.&lt;/span&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/9007508766872080077-925071337758220676?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/925071337758220676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/ella-existio-solo-en-un-sueno-y-el-es.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/925071337758220676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/925071337758220676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/ella-existio-solo-en-un-sueno-y-el-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7528899187143283986</id><published>2009-04-06T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:39:21.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpJGM1NjkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZB-QfERHt94/s1600-h/P3220725-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321646280564117058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpJGM1NjkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZB-QfERHt94/s320/P3220725-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Te Adoro Primo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-7528899187143283986?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7528899187143283986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-adoro-primo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7528899187143283986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7528899187143283986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-adoro-primo.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpJGM1NjkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZB-QfERHt94/s72-c/P3220725-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6932452541621063175</id><published>2009-04-06T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:17:51.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpHRR80Y7I/AAAAAAAAAZY/9jwPzlwOfHE/s1600-h/Pic1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321644271893504946" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpHRR80Y7I/AAAAAAAAAZY/9jwPzlwOfHE/s320/Pic1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6932452541621063175?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6932452541621063175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_5007.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6932452541621063175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6932452541621063175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_5007.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpHRR80Y7I/AAAAAAAAAZY/9jwPzlwOfHE/s72-c/Pic1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6369751992630804144</id><published>2009-04-06T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:16:27.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpG9pn0vFI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KNSzqdINKZc/s1600-h/Pic+.-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321643934650514514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpG9pn0vFI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KNSzqdINKZc/s320/Pic+.-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6369751992630804144?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6369751992630804144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6369751992630804144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6369751992630804144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdpG9pn0vFI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/KNSzqdINKZc/s72-c/Pic+.-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4781349215971143514</id><published>2009-04-03T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:38:40.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdZkN2D5p9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/RxNySZTQFxs/s1600-h/1238433474572_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320550198797772754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdZkN2D5p9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/RxNySZTQFxs/s320/1238433474572_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Y tome alcohol y te ame en otro cuerpo yo te ame y me ahogaba en alcohol y te bese, tus labios bese. Y en otra boca te bese. Yo te ame y con otro desperte.&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/9007508766872080077-4781349215971143514?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4781349215971143514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/y-tome-alcohol-y-te-ame-en-otro-cuerpo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4781349215971143514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4781349215971143514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/y-tome-alcohol-y-te-ame-en-otro-cuerpo.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdZkN2D5p9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/RxNySZTQFxs/s72-c/1238433474572_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-5060148118283411872</id><published>2009-04-03T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:50:15.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdZZ78vN6WI/AAAAAAAAAYo/lOfNvA0rAns/s1600-h/1238553961597_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320538896236144994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdZZ78vN6WI/AAAAAAAAAYo/lOfNvA0rAns/s320/1238553961597_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escucha bien lo que te voy a decir, Hay un sueño en mi que por ti no pude cumplir. Hay un sueño, que por tu egoísmo perdí, Escucha yo ya asi no quiero estar, escucha, mi corazón ya no vas a lastimar.&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/9007508766872080077-5060148118283411872?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5060148118283411872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/escucha-bien-lo-que-te-voy-decir-hay-un.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5060148118283411872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5060148118283411872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/04/escucha-bien-lo-que-te-voy-decir-hay-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SdZZ78vN6WI/AAAAAAAAAYo/lOfNvA0rAns/s72-c/1238553961597_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-5708584024994292644</id><published>2009-04-01T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:45:17.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-13.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3386706919796677395&amp;amp;site=widget-13.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919796677395&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/p1/3386706919796677395/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sc0p4hrNZNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/b__9rNTOTKw/s320/Imagen001-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Si esto fuera como ántes , que La vida fuera en paz  .. pero es mejor soñar; ya no caben los problemas ahora casi todo es gris ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;{ pero es mejor soñar }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Te regalo este cuento de amor  .. ¡ te regalo el corazón ! " Yo soy la princesa la del cuento de hadas ; que por fin se quiere despertar ". Y tú eres el héroe de los miL y un batallas, ayúdame que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;[ ME PUEDES SALVAR ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;,     ¡ Quédate en mi cuento de amor !En mi bosque encantado sólo hay un principe azuL y creo que éres tú.. Y si algo aún nos falta queda magia por hacer    .. Ven , dame de tu luz   &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; {...}&lt;/span&gt;                             Te regalo este cuento de amor,&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;te regalo el C o r a zó n ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-3249152262084364227?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3249152262084364227/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-esto-fuera-como-antes-que-la-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3249152262084364227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3249152262084364227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-esto-fuera-como-antes-que-la-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sc0p4hrNZNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/b__9rNTOTKw/s72-c/Imagen001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1942454924772184809</id><published>2009-03-26T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T11:46:26.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/ScvMQv6OvtI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6HZ_oJKg8Jk/s1600-h/1222183020850_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317568373151678162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/ScvMQv6OvtI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6HZ_oJKg8Jk/s320/1222183020850_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;.     ~ Danza al viento mueve tu pelo tus pies descalzos Sobre la arena del mar bailaremos arde el fuego, en mi pecho cuando en la boca yo te beso como un niño yo me encuentro si tu cuerpo danza conmigo el baile de los velos es el deseo lo que siento solo es la magia del momento haz que yo sea feliz y baila para mi ~&lt;/span&gt;       .  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1942454924772184809?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1942454924772184809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1942454924772184809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1942454924772184809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/ScvMQv6OvtI/AAAAAAAAAXw/6HZ_oJKg8Jk/s72-c/1222183020850_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-46045332646737333</id><published>2009-03-25T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T11:30:29.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Scp240jipCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wqTO-DuJLqs/s1600-h/Jesi..JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317193028616758306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Scp240jipCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wqTO-DuJLqs/s320/Jesi..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lo amo a pesar de saber que no puedo amarlo, yo sé que hago bien si lo dejo y empiezo a olvidarlo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;él nunca me ha dado esperanzas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;de atarse a mi vida, mas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;cuando me tiene en sus brazos, me siento optimista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; yo sé que me engaño, comprando mentiras. Lo amo a pesar de saber que voy a perderlo, y lucho con todo mi amor para retenerlo, el tiempo que paso a su lado lo paso flotando, mas cuando se pierde por días lo odio llorando, después él regresa y yo vuelvo a amarlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No puedo dejarlo, su boca me tienta, me invita a besarlo, no puedo dejarlo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me asusta pensar, vivir sin tocarlo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, no puedo dejarlo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;no existe otro hombre que me haga olvidarlo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ya son muchos años, que buenos o malos, no puedo cambiarlos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Su amor me hace daño, quisiera dejarlo, me siento perdida, lo amo.~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sé que no hay futuro, ni final feliz, pero él es mi mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"es el hombre que me hace vivir"&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/9007508766872080077-46045332646737333?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/46045332646737333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/lo-amo-pesar-de-saber-que-no-puedo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/46045332646737333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/46045332646737333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/lo-amo-pesar-de-saber-que-no-puedo.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Scp240jipCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/wqTO-DuJLqs/s72-c/Jesi..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-2798917081053245526</id><published>2009-03-23T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:17:33.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Scfe85SrefI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_V5oJbzs1rM/s1600-h/001-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316463022886844914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Scfe85SrefI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_V5oJbzs1rM/s320/001-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ella tiene una sonrisa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que me parece me recuerda a las memorias de la niñez, donde todo era tan fresco como el brillante cielo azul.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Entonces y ahora cuando veo su rostro ella me lleva a ese lugar especial, y si miro mucho tiempo probablemente romperé a llorar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dulce niña mía, dulce amor mío.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ella tiene ojos de el cielo más azul, como si hubieran pensado en la lluvia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Odio mirar en esos ojos y ver una onza de dolor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Su pelo me recuerda a un cálido y seguro lugar donde como niño me ocultaría y rezaría por los truenos y la lluvia hasta que llegara la tranquilidad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dulce niña mía Dulce amor mío.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-2798917081053245526?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2798917081053245526/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/ella-tiene-una-sonrisa-que-me-parece-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2798917081053245526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2798917081053245526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/ella-tiene-una-sonrisa-que-me-parece-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Scfe85SrefI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_V5oJbzs1rM/s72-c/001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4233066338649469896</id><published>2009-03-20T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:44:27.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/ScPjX4VSWpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/o0Y0TI1UkA8/s1600-h/J.-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315341984625482386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/ScPjX4VSWpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/o0Y0TI1UkA8/s320/J.-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mirás sólo lo de afuera. Me deseas sólo por el físico, mi cara, mis ojos mi lengua.&lt;br /&gt;¿No te interesa más que eso? ¿No quisieras llegar más alla de todo esto?&lt;br /&gt;Mirame más profundo, sé que podrías encontrar lo que estás buscando aunque no lo sepas. Yo lo tengo,&lt;br /&gt;y te lo quisiera entregar a vos. Y a nadie más.&lt;br /&gt;Porque se que te cuesta como a mí demostrar sensibilidad. Se que te cuesta mostrar tus sentimientos. Y te puedo jurar que a mi también.&lt;br /&gt;Pero de que sirve callarnos, y seguir lastimados?&lt;br /&gt;Mírame por dentro. Mírame por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Animate, y jugate. Todas mis respuestas las tenes vos.&lt;br /&gt;Terminemos con el &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JUEGO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, aunque admito que me diverti demasiado.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ninguno de los dos estamos para esto. Entonces ¿que hacemos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;VAMOS VAMOS,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me llevastes a la cama, me contastes tus secretos, te reistes de mis historias. Me escuchastes en mis cosas.¿Que es lo que nos falta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-4233066338649469896?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4233066338649469896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/miras-solo-lo-de-afuera.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4233066338649469896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4233066338649469896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/miras-solo-lo-de-afuera.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/ScPjX4VSWpI/AAAAAAAAAUw/o0Y0TI1UkA8/s72-c/J.-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6007983571833005110</id><published>2009-03-18T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:05:42.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/ScFEja2gYlI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/IulJ8l2IKLg/s1600-h/5-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314604410567942738" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/ScFEja2gYlI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/IulJ8l2IKLg/s320/5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si tuviera que elegir entre la luz de la mañana y la luz de su mirada cuando se mete aquí en mi alma. Si tuviera que elegir de mil amores los que quiera, o tenerlo a el solito mientras dure la existencia. Si tuviera que elegir entre sufrir su amor de vuelta, si vivir en un palacio o morir frente a su puerta, me quedo con sus manos calzándole a mi piel, me quedo con su angustia a un paso de caer,me quedo con su cuerpo las horas que hagan falta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lo quiero así: queriéndome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Me quedo como estaba a su lado y a sus pies, me quedo con los sueños que tuve y no logré, me quedo con su cuerpo las horas que hagan falta, con todo lo que sé y lo que no sé. Si tuviera que elegir entre las siete maravillas o pegado aquí en mis labios siete noches, siete días. Si tuviera que elegir entre un millón de soledades, me quedaba con la suya, es el mejor de mis males. Si tengo que elegir entre el oxígeno y su amor,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;respira boca a boca el corazón &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6007983571833005110?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6007983571833005110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-tuviera-que-elegir-entre-la-luz-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6007983571833005110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6007983571833005110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-tuviera-que-elegir-entre-la-luz-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/ScFEja2gYlI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/IulJ8l2IKLg/s72-c/5-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7301791806194873621</id><published>2009-03-17T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:40:42.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sb_tercajII/AAAAAAAAAUI/sTlU7Ye_hhQ/s1600-h/Je.-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314227196634238082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sb_tercajII/AAAAAAAAAUI/sTlU7Ye_hhQ/s320/Je.-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tal vez no exista nada que me duela mas que tu.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pero me basta con saber que estas alli.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pensando un poco en Mi.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En cada abrazo tu me das la vida.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-7301791806194873621?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7301791806194873621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/tal-vez-no-exista-nada-que-me-duela-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7301791806194873621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7301791806194873621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/tal-vez-no-exista-nada-que-me-duela-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sb_tercajII/AAAAAAAAAUI/sTlU7Ye_hhQ/s72-c/Je.-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6599912723757258383</id><published>2009-03-16T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:43:30.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sb6aVx4FcRI/AAAAAAAAATY/08PM9xbXjCQ/s1600-h/Verd.-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313854309300269330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sb6aVx4FcRI/AAAAAAAAATY/08PM9xbXjCQ/s320/Verd.-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Si algún día me ves caer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; "nunca pienses que estoy a tus pies.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Si algún día me ves llor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"no alucines que voy a rogar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Aun tengo en los bolsillos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;el conjuro de tu olvido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Aunque ya no estes conmigo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;me vas a extrañar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Si te cuentan que muero por ti,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ten cuidado te pueden mentir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Si algún día te vuelvo a ver&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;te prometo que voy a estar bien...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6599912723757258383?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6599912723757258383/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-algun-dia-me-ves-caer-ununca-pienses.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6599912723757258383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6599912723757258383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-algun-dia-me-ves-caer-ununca-pienses.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sb6aVx4FcRI/AAAAAAAAATY/08PM9xbXjCQ/s72-c/Verd.-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-8107997024079210177</id><published>2009-03-16T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:09:34.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sb6VHM4NFsI/AAAAAAAAATA/uj_l9RXGbl8/s1600-h/Ndgra3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313848561292351170" style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sb6VHM4NFsI/AAAAAAAAATA/uj_l9RXGbl8/s320/Ndgra3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Bien por ti, que vayas por eso, que tu quieres, que deseas, que transcurre por tus venas, bien por&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;tí, que escuches la voz que esta dentro de ti, que la vida es una y nadie sabe el fin, que vayas por&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;eso que te mueve desde adentro, sé quien quieras aunque te equivoques y lo intentes aunque te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;derroten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bien por ti a la cosas malas solo dí&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GOOD BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;que las cosas buenas solitas vendrán, cree en el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;AMOR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;cuando lo encuentres y lo tengas que es lo unico que cuenta.- Bien por ti que te jueges&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;solo por tu conviccion, que hay muchos caminos y una su eleccion, que vayas por eso que te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;mueve desde adentro, que solo te importe, que ahora manda el corazon espero que no te moleste&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;mi atrevimiento.solo voy a decirte esto...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;TE AMO. ♥&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/9007508766872080077-8107997024079210177?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8107997024079210177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8107997024079210177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8107997024079210177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sb6VHM4NFsI/AAAAAAAAATA/uj_l9RXGbl8/s72-c/Ndgra3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6291605776225751661</id><published>2009-03-14T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:27:49.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cuando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;das&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;cuenta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;quieres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;resto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;con&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;una &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;persona,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;quieres&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; resto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;empiece&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;antes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;posible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6291605776225751661?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6291605776225751661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuando-te-das-cuenta-que-quieres-pasar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6291605776225751661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6291605776225751661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuando-te-das-cuenta-que-quieres-pasar.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7178557560142166064</id><published>2009-03-14T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:53:10.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbvunS87rFI/AAAAAAAAARo/o6bRmeXus2s/s1600-h/Jesi+-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313102544283348050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbvunS87rFI/AAAAAAAAARo/o6bRmeXus2s/s320/Jesi+-22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que ganas de tocarte que ganas de rozarte. Coincidir contigo y golpearte con un beso, de curarnos para siempre sin daños a &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;TERCEROS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/9007508766872080077-7178557560142166064?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7178557560142166064/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/que-ganas-de-tocarte-que-ganas-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7178557560142166064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7178557560142166064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/que-ganas-de-tocarte-que-ganas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbvunS87rFI/AAAAAAAAARo/o6bRmeXus2s/s72-c/Jesi+-22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4101365952888264781</id><published>2009-03-14T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:28:10.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbvaq35I09I/AAAAAAAAARI/eFTMr-sIZw0/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313080615506596818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbvaq35I09I/AAAAAAAAARI/eFTMr-sIZw0/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No soy el tipo de chica que llora,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;debo admitir lagrimas en mis ojos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No soy el tipo de chica que dice cosas dulces,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;debo admitir te lo dije en secreto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No soy el tipo de chica que llama por las noches,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;debo admitir al mudo jugue contigo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No soy el tipo de chica que olvida cosas en tu casa,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;debo admitir mi mochila en tu coche.&lt;/strong&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/9007508766872080077-4101365952888264781?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4101365952888264781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-soy-el-tipo-de-chica-que-llora-debo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4101365952888264781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4101365952888264781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-soy-el-tipo-de-chica-que-llora-debo.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbvaq35I09I/AAAAAAAAARI/eFTMr-sIZw0/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-8566575537813975379</id><published>2009-03-13T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:36:10.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbq0eeha_8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/Tyfz0A2m25E/s1600-h/Imagen.-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312757146119241666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbq0eeha_8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/Tyfz0A2m25E/s320/Imagen.-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Es tu amor fuego lento que va quemándome por dentro hasta la eternidad. Más dulce que la miel, más honesto que el pan, más suave que la piel, más profundo que el mar. Es tu amor darse entero y después jugarse hasta la vida sin miedo a perder, es más emocionante que un juego de azar. Mi oficio predilecto, mi talla ideal. Es tu amor ir al cielo y volver, es ver caer el sol en el atardecer, es darse hasta morir y volver a nacer. &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/9007508766872080077-8566575537813975379?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8566575537813975379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/es-tu-amor-fuego-lento-que-va.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8566575537813975379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8566575537813975379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/es-tu-amor-fuego-lento-que-va.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbq0eeha_8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/Tyfz0A2m25E/s72-c/Imagen.-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-3869629054364487143</id><published>2009-03-13T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:08:11.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbquDkQTUqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/QU0MliOiA6w/s1600-h/Imagen004-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312750086731813538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbquDkQTUqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/QU0MliOiA6w/s320/Imagen004-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si tu supieras cuanto estoy sufriendo, porque  se bien que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no soy tu dueña&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;este dolor me esta consumiendo, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;quisiera amarte sin limite de tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como quisiera que esto fuera un sueño,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;estar contigo a cada momento;&lt;/span&gt; pero es muy triste porque ya tienes dueña.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-3869629054364487143?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3869629054364487143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-tu-supieras-cuanto-estoy-sufriendo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3869629054364487143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3869629054364487143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-tu-supieras-cuanto-estoy-sufriendo.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbquDkQTUqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/QU0MliOiA6w/s72-c/Imagen004-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-60514838404751227</id><published>2009-03-12T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:24:46.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SblSaom3IoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/IaK8sS39uHk/s1600-h/1209399044_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312367852990702210" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SblSaom3IoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/IaK8sS39uHk/s320/1209399044_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cuenta una vieja leyenda de los indios Sioux que una vezllegaron hasta la tienda del viejo brujo de la tribu, tomados de lamano, Toro Bravo, el más valiente y honorable de los jóvenes guerreros, y Nube Azul la hija del cacique y una de las máshermosas mujeres de la tribu.- Nos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;amamos - empezó el joven- Y nos vamos a casar - dijo ella- Y nos queremos tanto que tenemos miedo. Queremos unhechizo, un conjuro, un talismán. Algo que nos garantice quepodremos estar siempre juntos. Que nos asegure que estaremos uno al lado del otro hasta encontrar a Manitu el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;día de la muerte.- Por favor - repitieron - hay algo que podamos hacer?El viejo los miro y se emocionó de verlos tan jovenes, tanenamorados, tan anhelantes esperando su palabra.- Hay algo...- dijo el viejo después de una larga pausa -Pero no sé...es una tarea muy difícil y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sacrificada.- No importa - dijeron los dos- Lo que sea - ratificó Toro Bravo- Bien - dijo el brujo - Nube Alta, ¿ves el monte al nortede nuestra aldea? Deberás escalarlo sola y sin más armas que una red y tus manos, y deberas cazar el halcón más hermoso y vigoroso del monte. Si lo atrapas,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;deberás traerlo aquí con vida el tercer día después de la luna llena. ¿Comprendiste?La joven asintió en silencio.- Y tú, Toro Bravo - siguió el brujo - deberás escalar lamontaña del trueno; cuando llegues a la cima, encontrarás la másbrava de todas las águilas y, solamente con tus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;manos y una red,deberás atraparla sin heridas y traerla ante mi, viva, el mismo díaen que vendrá Nube Alta...salgan ahora!.Los jóvenes se miraron con ternura y después de una fugazsonrisa salieron a cumplir la misión encomendada, ella hacia elnorte, él hacia el sur.... El dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;establecido, frente a la tiendadel brujo, los dos jovenes esperaban con sendas bolsas de tela que contenían las aves solicitadas. El viejo les pidió que con mucho cuidado las sacaran de las bolsas. Los jóvenes lo hicieron yexpusieron ante la aprobación del viejo las aves cazadas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Eranverdaderamente hermosos ejemplares, sin duda lo mejor de su estirpe.- ¿Volaban alto?- pregunto el brujo- Si, sin dudas. Como lo pediste... ¿y ahora? - preguntó eljoven- ¿los mataremos y beberemos el honor de su sangre?- No - dijo el viejo- Los cocinaremos y comeremos el valor en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;su carne - propuso la joven.- No - repitio el viejo. Harán lo que les digo: Tomen lasaves y átenlas entre sí por las patas con estas tiras de cuero...Cuando las hayan anudado, suéltenlas y que vuelen libres.El guerrero y la joven hicieron lo que se les pedía ysoltaron los pajaros. El águila y el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;halcón intentaron levantarvuelo pero solo consiguieron revolcarse en el piso. Unos minutosdespués, irritadas por la incapacidad, las aves arremetieron apicotazos entre si hasta lastimarse.- Este es el conjuro. Jamas olviden lo que han visto. Sonustedes como un águila y un halcón; si se atan el uno al otro,aunque lo hagan por amor, no sólo viviran arrastrándose, sino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;además, tarde o temprano, empezarán a lastimarse uno al otro. Si quieren que el amor entre ustedes perdure, "vuelen juntos pero jamas atados".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-60514838404751227?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/60514838404751227/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuenta-una-vieja-leyenda-de-los-indios.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/60514838404751227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/60514838404751227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuenta-una-vieja-leyenda-de-los-indios.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SblSaom3IoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/IaK8sS39uHk/s72-c/1209399044_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-2009812163265859698</id><published>2009-03-12T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:55:32.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SblMMpXsreI/AAAAAAAAAQA/G3fr_yOzFTs/s1600-h/P2130592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312361015607602658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SblMMpXsreI/AAAAAAAAAQA/G3fr_yOzFTs/s320/P2130592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yo me transformo en agua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sólo por subir al cielo y volver a caer en tus ojos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;lo haría una y otra vez&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;por este sol quemaría mis días, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;por este sol te entrego toda mi vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-2009812163265859698?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2009812163265859698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo-me-transformo-en-agua-solo-por-subir.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2009812163265859698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2009812163265859698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo-me-transformo-en-agua-solo-por-subir.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SblMMpXsreI/AAAAAAAAAQA/G3fr_yOzFTs/s72-c/P2130592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1082495355758113505</id><published>2009-03-12T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:12:39.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbk3kQuBz_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/iNv6WgvWFYo/s1600-h/Image-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312338331563053042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbk3kQuBz_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/iNv6WgvWFYo/s320/Image-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Cuando estoy fatal ya no se que &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;hacer ni adonde ir me fijo en ti,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;y te siento cerca pensando en mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;el cuerpo se me va hacia donde&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;tu estas mi vida cambio. Porque&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tu eres...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;el ángel que quiero yo. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/9007508766872080077-1082495355758113505?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1082495355758113505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1082495355758113505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1082495355758113505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbk3kQuBz_I/AAAAAAAAAPg/iNv6WgvWFYo/s72-c/Image-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-8828526195748784232</id><published>2009-03-11T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:25:12.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quién te va a querer sin condiciones como YO?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quién será tu fuente de consuelo y pasion?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quién te aguantara tantos caprichos como YO?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anda ve y busca en TODO lugar y da mil vueltas en el mundo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Sabes que yo soi tu otra mitad,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yo soi tú amor mássss profundo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quién bajará las estrellas por tí?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quién más tendras para hacerte reir?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dime quién como yo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Dime quién más yo?&lt;/em&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/9007508766872080077-8828526195748784232?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8828526195748784232/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/quien-te-va-querer-sin-condiciones-como.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8828526195748784232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8828526195748784232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/quien-te-va-querer-sin-condiciones-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-3952347192526661179</id><published>2009-03-11T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:48:50.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Si me das a elegir entre tu y mis ideas a que yo sin ellas ,soy una mujer perdida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Si me das a elegir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; entre tu y la gloria pa que lleve la autoria de mi hay por los &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;siglos. Si me das a elegir entre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;tu y ese cielo donde libre es el vuelo para llegar al &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;olvido. Si me das a elgir me quedo contigo por&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;que me he enamorado y te quiero y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;te quiero solo deseo estar a tu lado soñar con tus ojos besarte los labios si me das&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a elegir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-3952347192526661179?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3952347192526661179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-me-das-elegir-entre-tu-y-mis-ideas_11.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3952347192526661179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3952347192526661179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/si-me-das-elegir-entre-tu-y-mis-ideas_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6532776215105376794</id><published>2009-03-11T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:33:58.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbf0r4tFnTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/z12Kga127fU/s1600-h/1220627206370_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311983320299838770" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbf0r4tFnTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/z12Kga127fU/s320/1220627206370_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Contigo aprendí, que existen nuevas y mejores emociones. Contigo aprendí a conocer un mundo nuevo de ilusiones. Aprendí que la semana tiene más de siete días a hacer mayores mis contadas alegrías y a ser dichosa yo contigo lo aprendí.. Contigo aprendí a ver la luz del otro lado de la luna. Contigo aprendí &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;que tú presencia no la cambio por ninguna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Aprendí que puede un beso ser más dulce y más profundo, que puedo irme mañana mismo de este mundo- Las cosas buenas ya contigo las viví, y contigo aprendí; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;que yo nací el día que te conocí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6532776215105376794?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6532776215105376794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/contigo-aprendi-que-existen-nuevas-y.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6532776215105376794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6532776215105376794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/contigo-aprendi-que-existen-nuevas-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbf0r4tFnTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/z12Kga127fU/s72-c/1220627206370_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-3687477708625405365</id><published>2009-03-11T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:08:45.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbfvtF_4HYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/leO9fHjBxRA/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311977843490037122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbfvtF_4HYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/leO9fHjBxRA/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Un dios triste y aburrido nos castigó por trepar juntos al árbol y atracarnos &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con la flor de la pasión, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;por probar aquel sabor. .El agua apaga el fuego y al ardor los años &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"amor se llama el juego en el que un par de ciegos juegan a hacerse daño"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Y cada vez peor y cada vez más rotos y cada vez más tú y cada vez más yo . . 'sin rastro de nosotros'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-3687477708625405365?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3687477708625405365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/un-dios-triste-y-aburrido-nos-castigo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3687477708625405365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3687477708625405365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/un-dios-triste-y-aburrido-nos-castigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbfvtF_4HYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/leO9fHjBxRA/s72-c/03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7418801153392614033</id><published>2009-03-10T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:27:42.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbaiihfm7fI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yQey6NB-ZTA/s1600-h/M4xh44g_cSnYyN1rrMgKFA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311611524520275442" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbaiihfm7fI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yQey6NB-ZTA/s320/M4xh44g_cSnYyN1rrMgKFA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-7418801153392614033?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7418801153392614033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7418801153392614033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7418801153392614033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sbaiihfm7fI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yQey6NB-ZTA/s72-c/M4xh44g_cSnYyN1rrMgKFA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-8228714389340593606</id><published>2009-03-09T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:44:16.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbVjD-Ue-II/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_Tmono-UHwU/s1600-h/1229794244498_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311260255473039490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbVjD-Ue-II/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_Tmono-UHwU/s320/1229794244498_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ya sé que te crees fantástico, perfecto y sin un error. Te marchas sin darme un donde ni un por qué.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;No sé como podré sobrevivir sin ti... Ya sé que te crees un águila que vuelas sin un adiós....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Y yo siempre aquí esperando una vez más, sabiendo que de ti no hay nada que esperar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;¿Y qué culpa tengo yo? De seguir enamorada de ti, mi cabeza dice NO, pero el corazón me pide un SÌ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Y sé que por fin regresarás. Seguro de mi perdón. No puedo guardarte ni rencor amor tú eres la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;luz, amor tú eres mi dios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-8228714389340593606?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8228714389340593606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/ya-se-que-te-crees-fantastico-perfecto_09.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8228714389340593606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8228714389340593606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/ya-se-que-te-crees-fantastico-perfecto_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbVjD-Ue-II/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_Tmono-UHwU/s72-c/1229794244498_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-9067788695905172442</id><published>2009-03-09T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:03:41.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Crear emociones pero vivir sensaciones&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Imaginar cosas pero sentir las metas a ver que queremos, pero volar lejos. Creer en el amor pero, enamorarse de la vida saber que se puede pero sentir que puedes imaginar otro mundo pero vivir nuevos mundos. Llegar es entender, pero continuar es de sabios. Aprender cuesta mucho, pero reconocer vale tanto. Conocer nuestro interior pero reflejar nuestro pensamiento. Pensar con sabiduría pero reflejar un universo, quien tiene la llave del candado emocional?, quien tiene la respuesta de las preguntas interminables?quien conoce el resultado del ultimo examen?&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quien nos maneja dentro de lo que sentimos?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;quien nos conoce mas que nosotros? quien dice que es lo cierto? quien cuenta tantos misterios?. Cada cuanto mas aprendemos tanto cuanto menos sabemos, cada cuanto nos conocemos tanto menos nos comprendemos, cada cuanto nos involucramos tanto mucho de lo que imaginamos. Si de reflejo se trata de cuantos reflejos estamos hechos? si de amar se trata cuantos amores son uno solo? entre amar y aprender entre querer y perdonar de logicas ilogicas tenemos el sentido de lo aprendido que queremos olvidar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-9067788695905172442?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/9067788695905172442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/crear-emociones-pero-vivir-sensaciones.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/9067788695905172442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/9067788695905172442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/crear-emociones-pero-vivir-sensaciones.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-5091045528564611370</id><published>2009-03-09T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:54:27.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbVV6CxxCQI/AAAAAAAAANw/n8oPiwi2te0/s1600-h/Imagen-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311245791219747074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbVV6CxxCQI/AAAAAAAAANw/n8oPiwi2te0/s320/Imagen-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;El poder de mis manos es tremendo; ellas se mueven para donde yo quiero. Si el poder está en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mis manos, ¿qué poder tiene mi mente para escribir y decir lo que quiero? Si cuando mis manos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;trabajan, el está en posición de descanso. El arte que mis manos poseen, no sé si es el triunfo de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ellas o el de mi mente, pero de cualquier forma no se trata de obediencia sino de crear lo que se&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;dibuja en la mente para que mis ojos vean aun más claramente. Los movimientos de mis manos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;no siempre los atribuyo a mi mente.En momentos son caprichos sin fronteras ni dolientes .Como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;un cuerpo sin alma, así bailan mis manos con el ritmo frío y caliente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-5091045528564611370?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5091045528564611370/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-poder-de-mis-manos-es-tremendo-ellas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5091045528564611370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5091045528564611370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-poder-de-mis-manos-es-tremendo-ellas.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbVV6CxxCQI/AAAAAAAAANw/n8oPiwi2te0/s72-c/Imagen-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-5503474813313605225</id><published>2009-03-07T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:21:11.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbLIDVuzxUI/AAAAAAAAANo/RoZiP8IRnIE/s1600-h/ghgf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310526870321874242" style="WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbLIDVuzxUI/AAAAAAAAANo/RoZiP8IRnIE/s320/ghgf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Toco tu piel y empiezo a caer en peligro, demensia y excesos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;, no se controlar la locura que hay en mi es irracional lo que me haces sentir.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;La noche es magica y sensual el deseo incontrolable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;el momento es ideal. &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tu calor, mi pasion, que combinaccion delirio, perfume, misterio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No puedo evitar al verter bailar hacerte el amor en mis sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-5503474813313605225?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5503474813313605225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/toco-tu-piel-y-empiezo-caer-en-peligro.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5503474813313605225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5503474813313605225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/toco-tu-piel-y-empiezo-caer-en-peligro.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbLIDVuzxUI/AAAAAAAAANo/RoZiP8IRnIE/s72-c/ghgf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7220827842785189414</id><published>2009-03-07T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:05:22.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbKo85Yi9QI/AAAAAAAAALY/z9Dk1rdqY6w/s1600-h/Imagen001-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310492674772628738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbKo85Yi9QI/AAAAAAAAALY/z9Dk1rdqY6w/s320/Imagen001-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbKo2R4OHzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KJ4VgqVQUvE/s1600-h/Imagen00%2B2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310492561088847666" style="WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbKo2R4OHzI/AAAAAAAAALQ/KJ4VgqVQUvE/s320/Imagen00%2B2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;eres lo que mas quiero en este mundo eso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ERES ♫&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-7220827842785189414?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7220827842785189414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/eres-lo-que-mas-quiero-en-este-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7220827842785189414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7220827842785189414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/eres-lo-que-mas-quiero-en-este-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbKo85Yi9QI/AAAAAAAAALY/z9Dk1rdqY6w/s72-c/Imagen001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7173033505117193321</id><published>2009-03-07T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T09:02:25.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbKojGckb4I/AAAAAAAAALI/5v3uvzZs79U/s1600-h/Imagen00-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310492231602564994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbKojGckb4I/AAAAAAAAALI/5v3uvzZs79U/s320/Imagen00-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-7173033505117193321?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7173033505117193321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_07.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7173033505117193321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7173033505117193321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbKojGckb4I/AAAAAAAAALI/5v3uvzZs79U/s72-c/Imagen00-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1926148078385919854</id><published>2009-03-06T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:09:03.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbF0enc27UI/AAAAAAAAALA/LPR-YsGf6i0/s1600-h/gff.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310153504981445954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbF0enc27UI/AAAAAAAAALA/LPR-YsGf6i0/s320/gff.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1926148078385919854?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1926148078385919854/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/j-e-s-i-c.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1926148078385919854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1926148078385919854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/j-e-s-i-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbF0enc27UI/AAAAAAAAALA/LPR-YsGf6i0/s72-c/gff.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-2034964594680525532</id><published>2009-03-06T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:56:30.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbFwwTlLnQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/46gVJ-Ga4Kk/s1600-h/fgdfg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310149410838781186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbFwwTlLnQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/46gVJ-Ga4Kk/s320/fgdfg.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Lo mas lindo del mar es cuando por completo lo moja la hermosura de tu pelo. Lo gracioso del sol es cuando no ve nada le encandilan los ojos &lt;strong&gt;la luz de tu mirada&lt;/strong&gt;. Lo lindo de la noche y las estrellas, es que&lt;strong&gt; tu rostro habita en todas ellas&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Lo lindo de mi vida es el saber que la gobierna tu ser&lt;/strong&gt;. Lo lindo de tocarte es que me mata, no me das tiempo ni de entrar en coma. Lo mas lindo del viento es cuando trata Ir de la mano junto con tu aroma. Pero &lt;strong&gt;eres para mi&lt;/strong&gt; como la luna que podria contemplarte, hasta ser vieja, radiante y mas hermosa que ninguna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-2034964594680525532?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2034964594680525532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/lo-mas-lindo-del-mar-es-cuando-por.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2034964594680525532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2034964594680525532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/lo-mas-lindo-del-mar-es-cuando-por.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbFwwTlLnQI/AAAAAAAAAKw/46gVJ-Ga4Kk/s72-c/fgdfg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6479200161174627005</id><published>2009-03-06T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:37:48.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbFtSvNuCzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/s-Xj4tAynYc/s1600-h/1234804279540_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310145604325608242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbFtSvNuCzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/s-Xj4tAynYc/s320/1234804279540_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A los diez años la vida es un cuento previsible, los malos son feos, infelices y terminan mal; Los buenos son lindos, felices y comen perdices. También es un juego donde los hijos son muñecos o peluches, una juega a la mamá, al ama de casa. Que distinto cuando vemos que la vida no se ajusta a ese juego infantil. No, la vida es otra cosa, la diferencia entre malos y buenos es más sutil que una cara bonita y un final feliz, la verdadera lucha entre el bien y el mal ocurre cada día en nuestro interior.Uno crece y el juego se vuelve más serio; ha quien pudiera vivir cantando como un chico, hay quien pudiera eternizar el juego, vivir por siempre en un cuento de hadas; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hay quien pudiera ser por siempre chiquitita.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6479200161174627005?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6479200161174627005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/los-diez-anos-la-vida-es-un-cuento.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6479200161174627005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6479200161174627005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/los-diez-anos-la-vida-es-un-cuento.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbFtSvNuCzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/s-Xj4tAynYc/s72-c/1234804279540_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-5624476567533441134</id><published>2009-03-06T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:41:08.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbFf_FUYusI/AAAAAAAAAKY/1kLFMjhb1eA/s1600-h/1229878543931_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310130973010606786" style="WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbFf_FUYusI/AAAAAAAAAKY/1kLFMjhb1eA/s320/1229878543931_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me dice el corazon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;que no hay mas duda&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;mi locura le gano a la razon&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eres tu o ninguno.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-5624476567533441134?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5624476567533441134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-dice-el-corazon-que-no-hay-mas-duda.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5624476567533441134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5624476567533441134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-dice-el-corazon-que-no-hay-mas-duda.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SbFf_FUYusI/AAAAAAAAAKY/1kLFMjhb1eA/s72-c/1229878543931_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4098190859131417865</id><published>2009-03-03T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:47:29.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sa16dQlsNCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qZk1C8vlJdU/s1600-h/Imagen004-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309034178827531298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sa16dQlsNCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qZk1C8vlJdU/s320/Imagen004-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;¿Qué me hago la enojada?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Si me muero por perdonar. #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;¿Qué me hago la que paso todo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Si me muero por recordar. #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;¿Qué me hago la fuerte?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Si lloro cada vez que me acuerdo. #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;¿Qué me hago la inocente?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Si yo tambien fui la culpable. #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;¿Qué me hago la que entiendo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Si odio entender la realidad. #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;¿Qué me hago la que me cuesta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Si amo estar enamorada. #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;¿Qué me hago la desinteresada?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Si me muero por estar con èl. #&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-4098190859131417865?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4098190859131417865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/que-me-hago-la-enojada-si-me-muero-por_03.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4098190859131417865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4098190859131417865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/que-me-hago-la-enojada-si-me-muero-por_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sa16dQlsNCI/AAAAAAAAAKM/qZk1C8vlJdU/s72-c/Imagen004-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6234620081683338894</id><published>2009-03-03T09:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:40:18.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Una victima total de sus antojos&lt;/strong&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/9007508766872080077-6234620081683338894?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6234620081683338894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/una-victima-total-de-sus-antojos_03.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6234620081683338894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6234620081683338894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/una-victima-total-de-sus-antojos_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-8392890676254586161</id><published>2009-03-03T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:20:00.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sa1lzCm-NYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6bQjSeM9zAs/s1600-h/Imagen002-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309011463287747970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sa1lzCm-NYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6bQjSeM9zAs/s320/Imagen002-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dicen que un día, jugando a las escondidas, la locura buscaba al amor, que se había escondido en una montaña de hojas, cuando la traición le acercó un tridente de afiladas puntas y la insitó a pinchar entre las hojas para descubrirlo. Así lo hizo la locura sin medir el daño que resultaría de su acción. Cuenta la leyenda que, desde ese entonces, el amor se quedó ciego y que la locura llena de culpa decidió guiar sus pasos. Después de tanto andar juntos, el amor y la locura terminaron haciendo pareja y disfrutaron inmensamente. Pocas cosas son eternas, y llegó un momento en que el amor, cansado de tanto delirio y descontrol, dejó a su lazarillo para casarse con la razón. El amor no se equivocó en su decisión, porque guiado por la razón los peligros desaparecieron.Nada es perfecto, porque pasado un tiempo el amor empezó a darse cuenta de que en medio de tanta seguridad estaba muy tranquilo, pero se aburría como una ostra.Después de mucho pensarlo y consultarlo con su amiga la fantasía, el amor tomó una decisión: seguiría casado con la razón , pero se daría la libertad de encontrase con su vieja y amante compañera, para dejarse llevar por ella y perderse en la locura, por un rato, antes de volver, renovado, a los brazos de la razón.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&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/9007508766872080077-8392890676254586161?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8392890676254586161/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/dicen-que-un-dia-jugando-las-escondidas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8392890676254586161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8392890676254586161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/dicen-que-un-dia-jugando-las-escondidas.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sa1lzCm-NYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6bQjSeM9zAs/s72-c/Imagen002-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-2141116831381497261</id><published>2009-03-02T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T11:36:26.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Saw0gbV7kfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0DvMc5Vxxp4/s1600-h/DSC08917-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308675792463172082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Saw0gbV7kfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0DvMc5Vxxp4/s320/DSC08917-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;                                  P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-2141116831381497261?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2141116831381497261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/p-b-l-o-n-d-r-e-s.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2141116831381497261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2141116831381497261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/03/p-b-l-o-n-d-r-e-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Saw0gbV7kfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/0DvMc5Vxxp4/s72-c/DSC08917-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-3932163484796385373</id><published>2009-03-02T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:38:19.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sawk--9vxSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MIcdjs2kJ3w/s1600-h/Imagen012-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308658725235442978" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SagiCo-agZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qtUA1qatStA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OOUCXk2jRPY/SVPFkthK2TI/AAAAAAAAADI/7nJuxsMlFKo/s1600-h/cccc.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cenicienta soy&lt;/span&gt; y como ella tengo mi hada madrina que hace que los dias sean mas soportables, cuando todo me agobia y tengo ganas de salir corriendo y desaparecer, aparece ella y me permite &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;ser tu princesa&lt;/span&gt; por un rato. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tu eres mi caballero&lt;/span&gt;, el que vive en mi sueños y al que &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;dejo en mi almohada cada dia cuando despierto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-8742953342204708895?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8742953342204708895/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/cenicienta-soy-y-como-ella-tengo-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8742953342204708895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8742953342204708895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/cenicienta-soy-y-como-ella-tengo-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SagiCo-agZI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qtUA1qatStA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-4018476341865549203</id><published>2009-02-26T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:18:18.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sadok3txYrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4s0zYj8wHCs/s1600-h/1230405028102_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307325668519928498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sadok3txYrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4s0zYj8wHCs/s320/1230405028102_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Y todo puede pasar&lt;/span&gt; ya me puedo enamorar, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;príncipes en las novelas y hombres sobre la tierra&lt;/span&gt; y todo puede pasar . . &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lástima que no me ves lástima que me perdés lástima que no siempre llega lo que querés .&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Y me gustan los valientes los que siempre van de frente los que nos sorprenden y te atrapan dulcemente"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Puedo ser dulce puedo ser perra puedo ser tuya puedo ser tu reina puedo esperarte puedo escaparme puedo dejarte o simplemente quedarme . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-4018476341865549203?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/4018476341865549203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-todo-puede-pasar-ya-me-puedo-enamorar.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4018476341865549203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/4018476341865549203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-todo-puede-pasar-ya-me-puedo-enamorar.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sadok3txYrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/4s0zYj8wHCs/s72-c/1230405028102_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1653908094316514333</id><published>2009-02-26T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:02:25.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SadlSA3nA1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ki9rQmRtv6o/s1600-h/P2100394-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307322046024713042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SadlSA3nA1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ki9rQmRtv6o/s320/P2100394-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;{ Dejalo volar,&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; cuando sepa la clase de persona qe tiene a su lado el intentará regresar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;será tarde&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Pero al fin , lo ayudará a pensar i reflexionar, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vales mucho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; no te dejes lastimar por una persona qe ni siquiera sabe &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VALORAR&lt;/span&gt; }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1653908094316514333?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1653908094316514333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/dejalo-volar-cuando-sepa-la-clase-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1653908094316514333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1653908094316514333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/dejalo-volar-cuando-sepa-la-clase-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SadlSA3nA1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ki9rQmRtv6o/s72-c/P2100394-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-8132019285697424638</id><published>2009-02-26T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:51:23.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sadhl63966I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ibe7xyrMPVI/s1600-h/P2120561-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307317989966474146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sadhl63966I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ibe7xyrMPVI/s320/P2120561-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dile a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;EL&lt;/span&gt; que apesar del tiempo no hè podido olvidarlo, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;recuerdo su tierna mirada&lt;/span&gt; cuando me decia &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;amor jamas tedejarè de amar.&lt;/span&gt; Dile a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;EL&lt;/span&gt; que apesar de todo lo llevo en mi alma que me despierto cada mañana pensando en las cosas que con el pude encontrar. Dile que no hè vivido un momento &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;en que no exista en mi pensar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-8132019285697424638?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/8132019285697424638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/dile-el-que-apesar-del-tiempo-no-he.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8132019285697424638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/8132019285697424638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/dile-el-que-apesar-del-tiempo-no-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/Sadhl63966I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ibe7xyrMPVI/s72-c/P2120561-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1665313687383218607</id><published>2009-02-26T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:53:46.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabW6BKceuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FqhWsApNwKA/s1600-h/P2040190-1+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307165503135709922" style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabW6BKceuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FqhWsApNwKA/s320/P2040190-1+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;En &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;la vida&lt;/span&gt; todos tenemos&lt;br /&gt;un &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;secreto inconfesable&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;un &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;arrepentimiento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;irreversible&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;un &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;sueño inalcanzable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y un &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;amor inolvidable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1665313687383218607?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1665313687383218607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/en-la-vida-todos-tenemos-un-secreto_26.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1665313687383218607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1665313687383218607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/en-la-vida-todos-tenemos-un-secreto_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabW6BKceuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FqhWsApNwKA/s72-c/P2040190-1+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-3811871466180597725</id><published>2009-02-26T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:50:39.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabVA5KKwvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/yjW-KsFgmEE/s1600-h/P2020129-1+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307163422222893810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabVA5KKwvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/yjW-KsFgmEE/s320/P2020129-1+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Y no me importa que me digan, que yo soy un viva la vida porque vivo sin compromiso, no me da &lt;strong&gt;vergüenza ninguna vida tengo nada  mas que una aunque crea en el paraíso.&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/9007508766872080077-3811871466180597725?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3811871466180597725/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-no-me-importa-que-me-digan-que-yo-soy.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3811871466180597725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3811871466180597725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-no-me-importa-que-me-digan-que-yo-soy.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabVA5KKwvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/yjW-KsFgmEE/s72-c/P2020129-1+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6864934574144956094</id><published>2009-02-26T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:43:33.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabTvuWme5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/mtXVTed2QWA/s1600-h/P2090360-1+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307162027752848274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabTvuWme5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/mtXVTed2QWA/s320/P2090360-1+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De sobras sabes que eres el primero, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;si juro que daría, por TI la vida entera.&lt;/span&gt; Y sin embargo un rato cada día, ya ves... Te engañaría con cualquiera, te cambiaria por cualquiera... y tan arrepentida y encantada, de haberme conocido, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LO CONFIESO&lt;/span&gt;, tú que tanto has besado, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TU que me has enseñado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;e &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6864934574144956094?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6864934574144956094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-sobras-sabes-que-eres-el-primero-si.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6864934574144956094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6864934574144956094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-sobras-sabes-que-eres-el-primero-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabTvuWme5I/AAAAAAAAAHE/mtXVTed2QWA/s72-c/P2090360-1+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-1822498620540246799</id><published>2009-02-26T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:38:00.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabTGYmiE7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/0oNx2Y3dcrc/s1600-h/P2090378-1+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161317539451826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabTGYmiE7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/0oNx2Y3dcrc/s320/P2090378-1+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hay algo oculto en cada sensación, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;EL parece sospechar&lt;/span&gt; parece descubrir en mi debilidad, los vestigios de una hoguera &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HOY mi corazón se vuelve delator&lt;/span&gt;, traicionándome por descuido fui victima de todo alguna vez, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;el lo puede percibir&lt;/span&gt;, ya nada puede impedir, en mi fragilidad, es el curso de las cosas HOY mi corazón se vuelve delator, se abren mis esposas. Un suave látigo una premonición evocan llagas en las manos un dulce palpito &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;la clave intima&lt;/span&gt;, se van cayendo de mis labios. Un señuelo, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hay algo oculto en cada sensación&lt;/span&gt;. EL parece sospechar, parece descubrir en mi que &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;aquel amor es como un océano de fuego&lt;/span&gt;. HOY mi corazón se vuelve delator, la fiebre volverá de nuevo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-1822498620540246799?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/1822498620540246799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/hay-algo-oculto-en-cada-sensacion-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1822498620540246799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/1822498620540246799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/hay-algo-oculto-en-cada-sensacion-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabTGYmiE7I/AAAAAAAAAG8/0oNx2Y3dcrc/s72-c/P2090378-1+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-2804505124845035832</id><published>2009-02-26T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:32:02.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabQ_6GerVI/AAAAAAAAAG0/j2XutFYzzBw/s1600-h/P2020124-1+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307159007249476946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabQ_6GerVI/AAAAAAAAAG0/j2XutFYzzBw/s320/P2020124-1+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Como flor de primavera, eres frágil&lt;/span&gt;. Mas perfumada que un ocaso de verano, rosa. Cuando las montañas se abrazan &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;yo te doy mi mano&lt;/span&gt; blanca paloma que has llegado a casa, &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;angelito, enséñame a volar&lt;/span&gt;. Entre las copas verdes de la vida, que se deshojanalto, mas alto. Ven conmigo hermana muéstrame el camino. Entre las nubes se confunden &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;nuestras risas y las lágrimas se mezclan con la lluvia &lt;/span&gt;mas salda aún. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Tu rostro&lt;/span&gt;, hermosa canción de amor, tu mirada hace poesía y todo lo que escriba &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;no podrá jamás describir tu alegría&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-2804505124845035832?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/2804505124845035832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/l-d-n-m-i-c-e-l-como-flor-de-primavera.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2804505124845035832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/2804505124845035832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/l-d-n-m-i-c-e-l-como-flor-de-primavera.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabQ_6GerVI/AAAAAAAAAG0/j2XutFYzzBw/s72-c/P2020124-1+(Large).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-5115210127774710692</id><published>2009-02-26T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:20:21.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabA8yn74qI/AAAAAAAAAGc/lim7o4C6q4Y/s1600-h/P2120576-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307141361516667554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabA8yn74qI/AAAAAAAAAGc/lim7o4C6q4Y/s320/P2120576-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ Vida de mi vida no dudes que &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;te quiero&lt;/span&gt;, que si las sabanas hablaran sabrías &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;que no miento&lt;/span&gt;. TÙ eres la lluvia que moja mis ansias. Y &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;si estoy contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;no me falta nada&lt;/span&gt;, y al fin comprendí que &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;eres el dueño de mis sentimientos&lt;/span&gt;. Y es por ti que &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;vivo feliz&lt;/span&gt; cada momento, cuando siento tu cuerpo, tus labios cerquita de mí. Y vivo así &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no quiero alejarme ni un momento&lt;/span&gt;, no te vayas nene de mi vida porque puedo morir.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-5115210127774710692?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5115210127774710692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/vida-de-mi-vida-no-dudes-que-te-quiero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5115210127774710692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5115210127774710692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/vida-de-mi-vida-no-dudes-que-te-quiero.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SabA8yn74qI/AAAAAAAAAGc/lim7o4C6q4Y/s72-c/P2120576-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-5654684486631763311</id><published>2009-02-26T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T07:34:54.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaawfIHeOMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Sy-WZGEmgGU/s1600-h/P2020124-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307123259703965890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaawfIHeOMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Sy-WZGEmgGU/s320/P2020124-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hay miradas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;que sin dudas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dicen más que mil palabras&lt;/span&gt; Y que al verlas todas juntas Son como espejos del alma &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hay miradas que cuando miran Son hirientes y lastiman&lt;/span&gt; En cambio hay otras tan serenas Que consuelan y acarician. &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Hay miradas insistentes, misteriosas, recurrentes&lt;/span&gt;  Y las hay &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;indiferentes, como las de tanta gente&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Hay miradas que ocultan verdades Que mucho dañan&lt;/span&gt; Y las hay que en la diaria lucha Fortalecen y acompañan. Hay miradas que perdidas entre miles de miradas Andan solas por la vida En busca de otras miradas. Y &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hay miradas que cautivan Por lo bellas y profundas Como tu mirada azul Que me atrapa día a día&lt;/span&gt;. Hay miradas que por tristes Enlutan a quien las viste Y hay esas miradas dulces Que ennoblece a quien las luce. &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hay miradas que derriten Hasta el corazón más duro&lt;/span&gt; E iluminan suavemente El pensamiento más oscuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-5654684486631763311?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/5654684486631763311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/hay-miradas-que-sin-dudas-dicen-mas-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5654684486631763311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/5654684486631763311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/hay-miradas-que-sin-dudas-dicen-mas-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaawfIHeOMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Sy-WZGEmgGU/s72-c/P2020124-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-3328976078129762131</id><published>2009-02-25T09:01:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:04:53.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaV5gdxR2ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VTnAh7VqYQs/s1600-h/Imagen006-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306781334580091282" style="WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaV5gdxR2ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VTnAh7VqYQs/s320/Imagen006-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-3328976078129762131?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/3328976078129762131/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/j-e-s-i-c-m-r-l-e-n-e.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3328976078129762131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/3328976078129762131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/j-e-s-i-c-m-r-l-e-n-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaV5gdxR2ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VTnAh7VqYQs/s72-c/Imagen006-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-7286966930073083968</id><published>2009-02-25T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:00:01.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaV3H6NblhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/qamhgbC2I7A/s1600-h/Imagen000-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306778713694377490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaV3H6NblhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/qamhgbC2I7A/s320/Imagen000-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como decirte &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;te quiero&lt;/span&gt; a través del tiempo y la distancia. Como saber si &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;en estos momentos estás pensando en mí.&lt;/span&gt; Como &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hacerte saber que vives en mis pensamientos y en mi corazón. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Y aunque &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;no lo quiera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siempre me haces falta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Como decírtelo, si solamente eres &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mi amigo&lt;/span&gt;. Como saber si &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;soy importante para ti&lt;/span&gt;, y que tu &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sientes lo mismo por mi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Como sacarte del corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; si te mudaste a él, y &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;no puedo sacarte de allí. &lt;/span&gt;Como &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;dejar de amarte&lt;/span&gt; en silencio, si el silencio día a día, está acabando con mi vida. Como hacer para que leas &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cada mirada mía&lt;/span&gt;, y te des cuenta que &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;en cada mirada hay un mensaje para ti&lt;/span&gt; que dice: &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Te Quiero".&lt;/span&gt; Como decirte que a pesar de todo lo que está pasando adentro, muy adentro de mi corazón, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;es&lt;/span&gt; gracias a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;.  Como hacer &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;para dormir y no soñar contigo&lt;/span&gt;, si en mis sueños &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;solo estás tú&lt;/span&gt;, y amanecer sin pensar en ti, si en cada detalle tuyo me hace pensar en ti. Como hacer para no pensar en ti, si aunque no lo quiera &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;siempre estás en mi mente&lt;/span&gt;. Como saber si algún día, te decidas por mi, y que &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;vengas a mi,&lt;/span&gt;  para decirme que no sufra más, porque tu estarás aquí, y que &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;seas para mi nada más.&lt;/span&gt; Como decírtelo, si solamente &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;eres mi amigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-7286966930073083968?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/7286966930073083968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/como-decirte-te-quiero-traves-del.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7286966930073083968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/7286966930073083968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/como-decirte-te-quiero-traves-del.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaV3H6NblhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/qamhgbC2I7A/s72-c/Imagen000-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-264460123881328009</id><published>2009-02-25T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T08:31:51.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaVyHLVnzfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lfPGY3wJ2fc/s1600-h/Cumple+de+do%C3%B1a+Gina+y+San+Bernardo+09!!+248-1+(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306773203554127346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaVyHLVnzfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lfPGY3wJ2fc/s320/Cumple+de+do%C3%B1a+Gina+y+San+Bernardo+09!!+248-1+(Large).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuando sientas que nada ni nadie esta junto a ti Cuenta conmigo, pues&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; siempre estaré ahí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cuando triste estés y sientas morir Cuenta conmigo, pues &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;jamás te dejaré ir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la impotencia este junto a ti Cuenta conmigo, pues &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;te ayudaré a salir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el miedo te inunde Cuenta conmigo, pues &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jamás te dejaré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recuerda&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;que siempre puedes contar conmigo No importa las circunstancias, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;siempre estaré contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-264460123881328009?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/264460123881328009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/cuando-sientas-que-nada-ni-nadie-esta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/264460123881328009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/264460123881328009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/cuando-sientas-que-nada-ni-nadie-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaVyHLVnzfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lfPGY3wJ2fc/s72-c/Cumple+de+do%C3%B1a+Gina+y+San+Bernardo+09!!+248-1+(Large).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9007508766872080077.post-6338629020277310104</id><published>2009-02-25T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T08:07:49.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaVrAPIf-5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/VowAaNqxVYs/s1600-h/Cumple+de+do%C3%B1a+Gina+y+San+Bernardo+09!!+249-1+(Large).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306765387732351890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaVrAPIf-5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/VowAaNqxVYs/s320/Cumple+de+do%C3%B1a+Gina+y+San+Bernardo+09!!+249-1+(Large).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Amigas&lt;/span&gt;, seremos siempre &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;amigas &lt;/span&gt;para contar nuestras penas una a una y &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;tendremos así como testigos al sol, al viento, a la noche, o a la luna.&lt;/span&gt; Viajaremos a un mundo distante para buscar con todo el empeño! Y seremos como el caminante que cabalga buscando su sueño!. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Amiga&lt;/span&gt;s siempre sobre todas las cosas como &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;van unidas espinas y rosas sin que importe nunca distancia ni tiempo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tú serás la lluvia,  yo tal vez el viento&lt;/span&gt;. Y así seguiremos como lo hacen pocos, buscando en la vida nuestros sueños locos y si algo pasara ¡&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escucha lo que te digo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;por todos los tiempos&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yo seré tu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;amiga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9007508766872080077-6338629020277310104?l=jesicamarlene.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/feeds/6338629020277310104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/amigas-seremos-siempre-amigas-para.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6338629020277310104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9007508766872080077/posts/default/6338629020277310104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesicamarlene.blogspot.com/2009/02/amigas-seremos-siempre-amigas-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Beautiful girl.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14428373521522493692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gfYdoXbfjZs/SaVrAPIf-5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/VowAaNqxVYs/s72-c/Cumple+de+do%C3%B1a+Gina+y+San+Bernardo+09!!+249-1+(Large).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
