<?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-8209484854598698898</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:49:41.586-07:00</updated><category term='miedos'/><category term='ariel'/><category term='RATOLA CUMPLE'/><category term='risas'/><category term='trio'/><category term='prejuicios'/><category term='lavidaqellevo'/><category term='EL PLACER DE CASI TENERLOS'/><category term='mañanas'/><category term='loqesomos'/><title type='text'>enpuntasdepiie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209484854598698898.post-595960907988103257</id><published>2008-04-09T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:25:01.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RATOLA CUMPLE'/><title type='text'>feliiiiizcumpleañoooos rattoliin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_x9Ij641PI/AAAAAAAAABs/JZ_3Uh566k4/s1600-h/1203161292_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187158456858629362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_x9Ij641PI/AAAAAAAAABs/JZ_3Uh566k4/s320/1203161292_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se sento en un rincon para pensarcomo hacer para llegar al soly se quiso convencerque su idea era la mejorel habia prometido una vezque esa estrella iban a conocery sientiendo que era mejorse volvio a convencerVamos al solen mi cohete de cartony que nada nos detengael a ella la llamo un atardecerpara contarle... su decisionla merienda fue el momento en el quesu fantasia le mostrohabia lugar solo para dosy emprendieron aquel viaje soñadory al llegar sus almas se encendierony ahi vivieron el sueño eterno.-[Vamos Al Sol - Patadas Voladoras]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/8209484854598698898-595960907988103257?l=enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/595960907988103257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209484854598698898&amp;postID=595960907988103257' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/595960907988103257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/595960907988103257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/2008/04/feliiiiizcumpleaoooos-rattoliin.html' title='feliiiiizcumpleañoooos rattoliin!'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_x9Ij641PI/AAAAAAAAABs/JZ_3Uh566k4/s72-c/1203161292_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209484854598698898.post-5307827219738456120</id><published>2008-04-07T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:52:29.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EL PLACER DE CASI TENERLOS'/><title type='text'>el placer de casi tenerlos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_sHiT641MI/AAAAAAAAABU/uxxq8yspeEQ/s1600-h/el+placer+de+tenerlos-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186747681891472578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_sHiT641MI/AAAAAAAAABU/uxxq8yspeEQ/s320/el+placer+de+tenerlos-.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRACIAS POR SER TANTO EN MI VIDA, POR ESTAR SIEMPRE QE LOS NECESITE,EXTRAÑO TENERLOS JUNTOS,PERO AHORA LUCHAMOS NOSTRAS DOS ABUELA PARA SEGUIR A DELANTE,EL SIGUE CON NOSOTRAS, EL NOS AMA TANTO COMO NOSOTRAS A EL, A EL LO VAMOS A VISITAR CADA DIA EN NUESTRO RECUERDO ENNUESTRO CORAZON.&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/8209484854598698898-5307827219738456120?l=enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/5307827219738456120/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209484854598698898&amp;postID=5307827219738456120' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/5307827219738456120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/5307827219738456120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/2008/04/el-placer-de-casi-tenerlos.html' title='el placer de casi tenerlos'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_sHiT641MI/AAAAAAAAABU/uxxq8yspeEQ/s72-c/el+placer+de+tenerlos-.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209484854598698898.post-3920986294082190633</id><published>2008-04-07T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:49:17.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ariel'/><title type='text'>ariel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_sHID641LI/AAAAAAAAABM/QetNRdfN4Ks/s1600-h/image+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186747230919906482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_sHID641LI/AAAAAAAAABM/QetNRdfN4Ks/s320/image+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salió dejándome atrapada en esa habitación, busque que hacer entre mis cosas, pero nada me llamaba la atención, mi cabeza trabajaba al máximo, con la intención de salir, aunque sabia que era inútil, de hecho ya comenzaba a pensar que lo mejor seria era que permitiera hacer con migo lo que tenia planeado, por lo menos podría ver a mi gente y no estaría aislada. Después recordé que entre la vida y la muerte había un gran dolor y me acobarde. ¿Qué debía hacer? Nadie me aconsejaba ni me ordenaba, nadie podía decidir por mi. “Si hay alguien que te ordena, o ya lo olvidaste tan pronto, el no quiere hacerte daño pero te lo estas buscando” dijo una extraña voz dentro de mi, “ se que eres tu ariel, no te metas en mi mente, lo que pienso es privado”, le conteste, “desde que entraste a esta casa ya no lo es”, dijo, después de eso ya no lo volví ha escuchar mas y dormí...&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/8209484854598698898-3920986294082190633?l=enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3920986294082190633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209484854598698898&amp;postID=3920986294082190633' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/3920986294082190633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/3920986294082190633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/2008/04/ariel.html' title='ariel'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_sHID641LI/AAAAAAAAABM/QetNRdfN4Ks/s72-c/image+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209484854598698898.post-4230759716536580422</id><published>2008-04-07T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:33:04.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='risas'/><title type='text'>RISAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_sART641KI/AAAAAAAAABE/17tAPdCWFGc/s1600-h/image+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186739693252301986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_sART641KI/AAAAAAAAABE/17tAPdCWFGc/s320/image+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;+Te invito a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reir&lt;/span&gt; junto a mi,este mundo no nos puede permitir ser &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;asi&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;queremos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vivirlos&lt;/span&gt; juntos,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;queres&lt;/span&gt; vivirlo juntos?,nunca pregunte si era &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;asi&lt;/span&gt;,cree algo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; no era para mi,me asusta el futuro y a eso voy,el futuro nos espera, el futuro nos asusta, el futuro soy yo hoy,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;rie&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;reiras&lt;/span&gt; por siempre.&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/8209484854598698898-4230759716536580422?l=enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/4230759716536580422/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209484854598698898&amp;postID=4230759716536580422' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/4230759716536580422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/4230759716536580422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/2008/04/risas.html' title='RISAS'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_sART641KI/AAAAAAAAABE/17tAPdCWFGc/s72-c/image+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209484854598698898.post-3237929880596490685</id><published>2008-04-07T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:16:47.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mañanas'/><title type='text'>mañanas :S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_r_Hz641JI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1vjQRiyahDU/s1600-h/image+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186738430531916946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_r_Hz641JI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1vjQRiyahDU/s320/image+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                    Es raro pues siento unas ganas muy grandes de escribirlo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                              Pero por otra parte siento pudor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                     Hoy llegué a la conclusión:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                        Uno es lo que es.Hoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                                Pero mañana?               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                         Qué me espera mañana? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                                  Eso me da susto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                                       Mañana.&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/8209484854598698898-3237929880596490685?l=enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3237929880596490685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209484854598698898&amp;postID=3237929880596490685' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/3237929880596490685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/3237929880596490685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/2008/04/maanas-s.html' title='mañanas :S'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_r_Hz641JI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1vjQRiyahDU/s72-c/image+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209484854598698898.post-6338884615403339462</id><published>2008-04-06T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:11:32.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prejuicios'/><title type='text'>PREJUICIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_msRD641II/AAAAAAAAAA0/FpdCRK0nnXw/s1600-h/image+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186365855003890818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_msRD641II/AAAAAAAAAA0/FpdCRK0nnXw/s320/image+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+en el momento de ser qien verdaderame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;nte somos puede qe te asusten algunos ruidos,no siempre es facil ser uno mismo,no siempre sabemos como actuar,el miedo a no poderlos superar nos lastima,no sabemos escuchar y asi nunca podremos arriesgar la vida qe llevamos para hacer la vida qe qeremos.,no siempre sabemos como actuar frente a ellos, son como un libro prohibido llego de prejuicios.&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/8209484854598698898-6338884615403339462?l=enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/6338884615403339462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209484854598698898&amp;postID=6338884615403339462' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/6338884615403339462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/6338884615403339462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/2008/04/prejuicios.html' title='PREJUICIOS'/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_msRD641II/AAAAAAAAAA0/FpdCRK0nnXw/s72-c/image+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209484854598698898.post-7403573338060015509</id><published>2008-04-04T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:43:12.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trio'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_ce4z641GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/f-wp40l3gvw/s1600-h/image+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185647457299125346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_ce4z641GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/f-wp40l3gvw/s320/image+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Ellas son parte de mi,ellas me entienden entre tanta gente, ellas son parte de mi triiio =)&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/8209484854598698898-7403573338060015509?l=enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/7403573338060015509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209484854598698898&amp;postID=7403573338060015509' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/7403573338060015509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/7403573338060015509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/2008/04/ellas-son-parte-de-miellas-me-entienden.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_ce4z641GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/f-wp40l3gvw/s72-c/image+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209484854598698898.post-3726739651782927904</id><published>2008-04-04T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:43:48.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loqesomos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_bX_D641FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oj4Ne78ENx4/s1600-h/lo+qe+somos-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185569499347735634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_bX_D641FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oj4Ne78ENx4/s320/lo+qe+somos-.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;era invierno y ya nadie podia oirlos,en un mar de penas ellos lloraban,miralos,compraron un sentimiento,ellos no sienten,ellos te menten,los vi fracasar en su propio invento,los vi nadar sin parar y aun siguen ahi,ellos no saben donde estan,nada les advierte qe alli se encuentra la salida de las pesadillas,ellos no saben soñar,nunca nadie les enseño a hacerlo,ellos no lo saben hacer.&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/8209484854598698898-3726739651782927904?l=enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3726739651782927904/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209484854598698898&amp;postID=3726739651782927904' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/3726739651782927904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/3726739651782927904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/2008/04/era-invierno-y-ya-nadie-podia-oirlosen.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_bX_D641FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oj4Ne78ENx4/s72-c/lo+qe+somos-.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209484854598698898.post-5453724803421542124</id><published>2008-04-04T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:36:57.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lavidaqellevo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_bWzT641EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/S16MMFjdhIA/s1600-h/la+vida+qe+llevo+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185568197972644930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_bWzT641EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/S16MMFjdhIA/s320/la+vida+qe+llevo+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quiero pensar que no es real,entonces ahi decido ponerme el disfraztodo es alegria cuando debo actuar,pero luego cuando bajo de escena veo de q esta echa la realidad,los problemas no quedan atras,las lagrimas no son de colores exactamente,son lo q yo llamo la verdad,no puedo imaginar queen la vida hay felicidad,porq para ser ideal hay que tener mas,necesito escapar para poder rearmar lo que yo quice q sea mi realidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bianca Agostino Ceña.&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/8209484854598698898-5453724803421542124?l=enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/5453724803421542124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209484854598698898&amp;postID=5453724803421542124' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/5453724803421542124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/5453724803421542124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/2008/04/quiero-pensar-que-no-es-realentonces.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_bWzT641EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/S16MMFjdhIA/s72-c/la+vida+qe+llevo+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8209484854598698898.post-3903357555879009656</id><published>2008-04-04T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T18:30:24.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miedos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_bVbT641DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WPztWZbTUds/s1600-h/image+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185566686144156722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_bVbT641DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WPztWZbTUds/s320/image+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+Lo qe me puede asustar,se qe mañana lo puedo superar,es qe la experiencia hace al experto,miedo a no superar lo qe mas de una vez me supo ganar,no puedo imaginar sin tenerte tan solo una vez mas,miedo,miedo es lo qe me das,hoy no me volveras a ganar,ya no lo haras.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bianca Agostino Ceña. 04/04/08&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/8209484854598698898-3903357555879009656?l=enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/feeds/3903357555879009656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8209484854598698898&amp;postID=3903357555879009656' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/3903357555879009656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8209484854598698898/posts/default/3903357555879009656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enpuntasdepiie.blogspot.com/2008/04/lo-qe-me-puede-asustarse-qe-maana-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Bianca.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107395935922112513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/Sk-cMlO6E5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/tQ35Twars8g/S220/mias+(36).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EEcQMhBx_tA/R_bVbT641DI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WPztWZbTUds/s72-c/image+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
