<?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-7869361202158694900</id><updated>2011-07-30T18:03:23.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La flor que siempre quiso en su Jardín;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-841142130813581892</id><published>2009-12-31T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T04:47:40.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;                       -Te&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;necesito&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;lado-&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/7869361202158694900-841142130813581892?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/841142130813581892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/841142130813581892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/12/te-necesito-mi-lado.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-9130500858306713600</id><published>2009-12-30T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:28:32.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No se por que,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Su llegada al mundo fue asi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Le costo salir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; No se por que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Se sintio el hombre mas feliz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Ya estaba aqui,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; No olvidara aquel olor a vida en su piel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Nada mas que hacer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Pudo entender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Lo que era un pedazo de su ser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Tan igual a él,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; El&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; sol l&lt;/span&gt;e doro la piel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Para que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;morena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fuera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Y una &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;palabra&lt;/span&gt; se oyo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; El canto de una&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; sirena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se por que,&lt;br /&gt;Dos &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;estrellas&lt;/span&gt; bajaron para risar su pelo,&lt;br /&gt;No se por que,&lt;br /&gt;Dos cometas se convirtieron en sus ojos negros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Tan bonita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Tan morena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tan gitana como era&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;La&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;flor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;siempre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;quiso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; jardin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;sol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;le doro la piel,&lt;br /&gt;Para que &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;morena&lt;/span&gt; fuera,&lt;br /&gt;Y una &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;palabra&lt;/span&gt; se oyo,&lt;br /&gt;El canto de una &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sirena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Tan bonita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Tan morena &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tan gitana como era&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;La&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;flor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;que&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;siempre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;quiso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; jardin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-9130500858306713600?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/9130500858306713600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/9130500858306713600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-se-por-que-su-llegada-al-mundo-fue.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-4073108490094346527</id><published>2009-12-30T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:18:30.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Usuario/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mi amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuanto tiempo te eh esperado, aqui&lt;br /&gt;Tanto eh deseado verte que hoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me siento, Feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;todo lo que hagamos con el alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sera para ti y para mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sera para nuestra calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mi amor,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; hoy te tengo aqui a mi lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;mi corazon no para de latir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;El efecto de tus ojos dorados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-4073108490094346527?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/4073108490094346527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/4073108490094346527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/12/mi-amor-cuanto-tiempo-te-eh-esperado.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-6682884325423402941</id><published>2009-12-30T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:07:24.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw_ZngnJPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YgetAx45rPk/s1600-h/img034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw_ZngnJPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YgetAx45rPk/s320/img034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421277760782279922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt;Como quisiera &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;volver a ser ese niño de antes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt;para poder &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lo que no entendí de grande&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt;para corregir errores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt;para ree&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ncontrar el rumbo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;font-size:100%;"  &gt;para que nos demos cuenta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;que vamos creciendo juntos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Se puede cambiar el mundo si vamos creciendo juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-6682884325423402941?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/6682884325423402941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/6682884325423402941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/12/como-quisiera-volver-ser-ese-nino-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw_ZngnJPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/YgetAx45rPk/s72-c/img034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-6602055602563798701</id><published>2009-12-30T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:04:50.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Los voy a extrañar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw-x_JYIfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/k24hufz1NFw/s1600-h/DSC01846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw-x_JYIfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/k24hufz1NFw/s320/DSC01846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421277079932510706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;       Hemos compartido sonrisas y lágrimas. Pero sobre todo risas y complicidades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-6602055602563798701?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/6602055602563798701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/6602055602563798701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/12/los-voy-extranar.html' title='Los voy a extrañar'/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw-x_JYIfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/k24hufz1NFw/s72-c/DSC01846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-1323941489564618764</id><published>2009-12-30T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:01:51.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw9lhu7S9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/8N9LxaS2mVk/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw9k8aiw8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/koFuUPfXuhc/s320/img109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421275756349277122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw9kkdYMyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/mO1t1Xdyw3g/s1600-h/534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw9kkdYMyI/AAAAAAAAAFo/mO1t1Xdyw3g/s320/534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421275749918716706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*"varias fotos viejas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y una vaga sensación de antigua felicidad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adolescente."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7869361202158694900-1323941489564618764?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/1323941489564618764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/1323941489564618764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/12/varias-fotos-viejas-y-una-vaga.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Szw9lhu7S9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/8N9LxaS2mVk/s72-c/09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-4841247811585767984</id><published>2009-12-30T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:48:38.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;o culpes a nadie, nunca te quejes de nada ni de nadie, porque fundamentalmente tú has hecho tu vida. Acepta la responsabilidad de edificarte a ti mismo y el valor de acusarte en el fracaso para volver a empezar; corrigiéndote, el triunfo del verdadero hombre surge de las cenizas del error. Nunca te quejes del ambiente o de los que te rodean, hay quienes en tu mismo ambiente supieron vencer, las circunstancias son buenas o malas según la voluntad o fortaleza de tu corazón. Aprende a convertir toda situación difícil en un arma para luchar. No te quejes de tu pobreza, de tu soledad o de tu suerte, enfrenta con valor y acepta que de una u otra manera, todo dependerá de ti; no te amargues con tu propio fracaso, ni se lo cargues a otro, acéptate ahora o seguirás justificándote como un niño, recuerda que cualquier momento es bueno para comenzar y que ninguno es tan terrible para claudicar. Deja ya de engañarte, eres la causa de ti mismo, de tu necesidad, de tu dolor, de tu fracaso. Si, tú has sido el ignorante, el irresponsable, tú, únicamente tú, nadie pudo haber sido por ti. No olvides que la causa de tu presente es tu pasado, como la causa de tu futuro es tu presente. Aprende de los fuertes de los audaces, imita a los enérgicos, a los vencedores, a quienes no aceptan situaciones, a quienes vencieron a pesar de todo. Piensa menos en tus problemas y más en tu trabajo y tus problemas sin alimento morirán. Aprende a nacer desde el dolor y a ser más grande, que el más grande de los obstáculos. Mírate en el espejo de ti mismo. Comienza a ser sincero contigo mismo. Reconociéndote por tu valor, por tu voluntad y por tu debilidad para justificarte. Reconócete dentro de ti mismo, más libre y fuerte, dejarás de ser un títere de las circunstancias, porque tu mismo eres tu destino. Y nadie puede sustituirte en su contrucción. Levántate mira las mañanas y respira la luz del amanecer. Tú eres parte de la fuerza de la vida. Ahora despierta, camina, lucha. Decídete y triunfarás en la vida. Nunca pienses en la suerte, porque la suerte es el pretexto de los fracasados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Pablo Neruda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-4841247811585767984?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/4841247811585767984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/4841247811585767984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/12/n-o-culpes-nadie-nunca-te-quejes-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-4317435391358589822</id><published>2009-12-30T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:46:35.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aprenderé</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Después de un tiempo, uno aprende la sutil diferencia entre &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sostener una mano &lt;/span&gt;y e&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ncadenar un alma,&lt;/span&gt; y uno aprende que el amor no significa acostarse y una compañía no significa seguridad, y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;uno empieza a aprender...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Que los &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;besos&lt;/span&gt; no son contratos y los regalos no son promesas, y uno empieza a aceptar sus &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;derrotas &lt;/span&gt;con la cabeza alta y los ojos abiertos, y uno &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aprende&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;construir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; todos sus &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;caminos&lt;/span&gt; en el hoy, porque el terreno de mañana es demasiado inseguro para planes... y los futuros tienen una forma de caerse en la mitad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Y después de un tiempo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;uno aprende&lt;/span&gt; que si es demasiado, hasta &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;el calor del sol quema&lt;/span&gt;. Así que uno planta su propio jardín y decora su propia alma, en lugar de esperar a que alguien le traiga &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Y &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;uno aprende&lt;/span&gt; que realmente puede &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;aguantar&lt;/span&gt;, que uno realmente es &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;fuerte&lt;/span&gt;, que uno realmente &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;vale&lt;/span&gt;, y &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;uno aprende y aprende... y &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;con cada día uno aprende.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aprendes&lt;/span&gt; que estar con alguien porque te ofrece un buen futuro significa que tarde o temprano querrás &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;volver a tu pasado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Con el tiempo comprendes &lt;/span&gt;que sólo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quien es capaz de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;amarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; con tus defectos, sin pretender cambiarte, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;puede brindarte toda la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;felicidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; que deseas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;te das cuenta&lt;/span&gt; de que si estás al lado de esa persona sólo por acompañar tu soledad, irremediablemente acabarás&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; no &lt;/span&gt;deseando &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;volver a verla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;entiendes&lt;/span&gt; que los&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;verdaderos amigos son contados&lt;/span&gt;, y que el que no lucha por ellos tarde o temprano se verá rodeado sólo de amistades falsas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aprendes que las &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dichas en un momento de ira pueden seguir&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;lastimando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a quien heriste, durante &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;toda la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aprendes que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;disculpar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cualquiera lo hace, pero&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; perdonar es sólo de almas grandes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; comprendes &lt;/span&gt;que si has herido a un amigo duramente, muy probablemente la amistad jamás volverá a ser igual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo te das cuenta que aunque seas feliz con tus amigos, algún día llorarás por aquellos que dejaste ir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo te das cuenta de que&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt; cada experiencia vivida con cada persona es irrepetible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;te das cuenta &lt;/span&gt;de que el que &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;humilla o desprecia a un ser humano&lt;/span&gt;, tarde o temprano &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;sufrirá las mismas humillaciones o desprecios multiplicados al cuadrado&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aprendes a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;construir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;todos tus &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;caminos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;en el hoy, porque el terreno del mañana es demasiado incierto para hacer planes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Con el tiempo comprendes&lt;/span&gt; que a&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;presurar las cosas o forzarlas a que pasen ocasionará que al final no sean como esperabas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo te das cuenta de que en realidad l&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;o mejor no era el futuro&lt;/span&gt;, sino &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;el momento que estabas viviendo justo en ese instante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo verás que &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;aunque seas feliz con los que están a tu lado, añorarás terriblemente a los que ayer estaban contigo y ahora se han marchado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Con el tiempo aprenderás que intentar perdonar o&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;pedir perdón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;decir que amas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;decir que extrañas, decir que necesitas, decir que quieres ser amigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ante una tumba, ya no tiene ningún sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Pero &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;esafortunadamente&lt;/span&gt;, solo con el &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tiempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-4317435391358589822?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/4317435391358589822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/4317435391358589822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/12/aprendere.html' title='aprenderé'/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-713988309384863833</id><published>2009-07-15T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:10:26.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sl5v344G2uI/AAAAAAAAAFY/R-HbFWMa2DQ/s1600-h/DSCN8200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sl5v344G2uI/AAAAAAAAAFY/R-HbFWMa2DQ/s320/DSCN8200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843612568672994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sl5vpR7mxOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wZSD4Zi3fD4/s1600-h/DSCN8199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sl5vpR7mxOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wZSD4Zi3fD4/s320/DSCN8199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358843361596196066" 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/7869361202158694900-713988309384863833?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/713988309384863833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/713988309384863833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sl5v344G2uI/AAAAAAAAAFY/R-HbFWMa2DQ/s72-c/DSCN8200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-8374425186960642963</id><published>2009-07-10T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:11:43.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Slf0UawGQ7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Vgj1RswCqjA/s1600-h/06-07-09_1645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Slf0UawGQ7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Vgj1RswCqjA/s320/06-07-09_1645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357018913396114354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Esa &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;alegría&lt;/span&gt; que cuando te fuiste perdí, la que me viene &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;cuando me abrazas&lt;/span&gt;, la que en mi alma hiciste florecer, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;la que me viene sólo cuando estás&lt;/span&gt; y no quiero perder, NO-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-8374425186960642963?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8374425186960642963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8374425186960642963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/07/esa-alegria-que-cuando-te-fuiste-perdi.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Slf0UawGQ7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/Vgj1RswCqjA/s72-c/06-07-09_1645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-8570139674949635849</id><published>2009-07-10T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:12:29.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SlfwbzyUjJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7jICEDcOcM4/s1600-h/06-07-09_1640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SlfwbzyUjJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7jICEDcOcM4/s320/06-07-09_1640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357014642328898706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;"Pero una noche de esas que creí perdidas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;jugando a las escondidas con el amor me encontré..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-8570139674949635849?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8570139674949635849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8570139674949635849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/07/pero-una-noche-de-esas-que-crei.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SlfwbzyUjJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/7jICEDcOcM4/s72-c/06-07-09_1640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-5201315146267028283</id><published>2009-06-08T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:23:56.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Si2rlU6TZOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zVGkldhNcv8/s1600-h/principito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Si2rlU6TZOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zVGkldhNcv8/s320/principito.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345116990515406050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hace millones de años que las flores tiene espinas y hace también millones de años que los corderos, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;a pesar de las espinas, se comen las flores.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; ¿Es que no es cosa seria averiguar por qué las flores pierden el tiempo fabricando unas espinas que no les sirven para nada?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; ¿Es que no es importante la guerra de los corderos y las flores?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; ¿No es esto más serio e importante que las sumas de un señor gordo y colorado?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Y si yo sé de una flor única en el mundo y que no existe en ninguna parte más que en mi planeta;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; si yo sé que un buen día un corderillo puede aniquilarla sin darse cuenta de ello, ¿es que esto no es importante?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-5201315146267028283?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/5201315146267028283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/5201315146267028283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/06/hace-millones-de-anos-que-las-flores.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Si2rlU6TZOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/zVGkldhNcv8/s72-c/principito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-5677695389071161688</id><published>2009-06-08T17:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:05:37.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Si2nPxZdUKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oLvp2hl4hfY/s1600-h/4269_97938266678_812486678_2599544_717053_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Si2nPxZdUKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oLvp2hl4hfY/s320/4269_97938266678_812486678_2599544_717053_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345112222158639266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Eres mi cielo, eres mi luz, eres mi despertar a ti te entrego todo sin mirar atrás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7869361202158694900-5677695389071161688?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/5677695389071161688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/5677695389071161688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/06/eres-mi-cielo-eres-mi-luz-eres-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Si2nPxZdUKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oLvp2hl4hfY/s72-c/4269_97938266678_812486678_2599544_717053_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-4652088644929893865</id><published>2009-06-04T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:50:41.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiglhSL6f4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/TlU9nowPGCk/s1600-h/DSCN7327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiglhSL6f4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/TlU9nowPGCk/s320/DSCN7327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343562211622813570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiglPVPtPWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cq1sf4OdctY/s1600-h/DSCN7364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiglPVPtPWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cq1sf4OdctY/s320/DSCN7364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343561903206382946" 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/7869361202158694900-4652088644929893865?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/4652088644929893865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/4652088644929893865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiglhSL6f4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/TlU9nowPGCk/s72-c/DSCN7327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-6765518143901612202</id><published>2009-06-03T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:47:07.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yá no me preocupo al caminar porque &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tu estás aqui&lt;/span&gt;, y pierdo todo el miedo que me da porque &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tu crees en mi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tu me enseñaste a disfrutar mi vida mucho más&lt;/span&gt;, dejando el sufrimiento atrás. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dandome un amor real,&lt;/span&gt; siempre tan natural, lleno de libertad, lleno de dar. Eres tu quien sabe bien lo que es &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amar&lt;/span&gt;. Un día más de mi pasión por ti y tu vendrás para hacerme sentir que &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;el &lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ímite de la felicidad no llegará jamás&lt;/span&gt;, que cada nuevo amanecer traerá una sorpresa más. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Tu me enseñaste a disfrutar mi vida mucho más, dejando el sufrimiento atrás. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Dándome un amor real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-6765518143901612202?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/6765518143901612202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/6765518143901612202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/06/ya-no-me-preocupo-al-caminar-porque-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-1528025112294707972</id><published>2009-06-01T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:58:06.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiSG-G-EVfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nfK4WIkjyAY/s1600-h/260343_0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiSG-G-EVfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nfK4WIkjyAY/s320/260343_0.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342543459549206002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;En efecto, como todo el mundo sabe, cuando es mediodía en Estados Unidos, en Francia se está poniendo el sol. Sería suficiente poder trasladarse a Francia en un minuto para asistir a la puesta del sol, pero desgraciadamente Francia está demasiado lejos. En cambio, sobre tu pequeño planeta te bastaba arrastrar la silla algunos pasos para presenciar el crepúsculo cada vez que lo deseabas… &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/7869361202158694900-1528025112294707972?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/1528025112294707972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/1528025112294707972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/06/en-efecto-como-todo-el-mundo-sabe.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiSG-G-EVfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/nfK4WIkjyAY/s72-c/260343_0.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-9215872440124966870</id><published>2009-06-01T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:51:15.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiSFjP_dnrI/AAAAAAAAADo/Ym-FEYzIin0/s1600-h/collage48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiSFjP_dnrI/AAAAAAAAADo/Ym-FEYzIin0/s320/collage48.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342541898602880690" 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/7869361202158694900-9215872440124966870?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/9215872440124966870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/9215872440124966870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiSFjP_dnrI/AAAAAAAAADo/Ym-FEYzIin0/s72-c/collage48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-8161565609954701452</id><published>2009-06-01T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:47:26.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiSEdKp7CFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KdLFTYZ8YK0/s1600-h/collage63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiSEdKp7CFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KdLFTYZ8YK0/s320/collage63.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342540694579513426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Nada como ir juntos a la par"&lt;/span&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/7869361202158694900-8161565609954701452?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8161565609954701452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8161565609954701452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/06/nada-como-ir-juntos-la-par.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SiSEdKp7CFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KdLFTYZ8YK0/s72-c/collage63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-3093416785523530267</id><published>2009-05-28T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:44:58.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sh8FrbnT0FI/AAAAAAAAADI/5YFVvgE1E1M/s1600-h/DSC09552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sh8FrbnT0FI/AAAAAAAAADI/5YFVvgE1E1M/s320/DSC09552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340993926789845074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Llévate una sonrisa a la puerta de la escuela,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;cargando en tu mochila al futuro que te espera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Vamos de la mano niño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;a abrazar nuestro destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;De números y palabras también se hacen los caminos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;De números y palabras también se hacen los caminos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-3093416785523530267?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/3093416785523530267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/3093416785523530267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/llevate-una-sonrisa-la-puerta-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sh8FrbnT0FI/AAAAAAAAADI/5YFVvgE1E1M/s72-c/DSC09552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-5496141120094155558</id><published>2009-05-28T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:39:21.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Como quisiera volver a ser ese niño de antes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;para poder aprender&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;lo que no entendí de grande,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;para corregir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;errores,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;para reencontrar el ru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;mbo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;para que nos demos cuenta,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;que vamos creciendo juntos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se puede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; cambiar el mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sh8EP1u_TrI/AAAAAAAAADA/oxzTg2-3_f0/s1600-h/DSC09916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sh8EP1u_TrI/AAAAAAAAADA/oxzTg2-3_f0/s320/DSC09916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340992353253412530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; si vamos creciendo juntos.&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/7869361202158694900-5496141120094155558?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/5496141120094155558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/5496141120094155558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/como-quisiera-volver-ser-ese-nino-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/Sh8EP1u_TrI/AAAAAAAAADA/oxzTg2-3_f0/s72-c/DSC09916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-3592077250849899220</id><published>2009-05-26T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:16:02.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShxMrcD13ZI/AAAAAAAAACo/AQRGUIgf3hI/s1600-h/febrero1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShxMrcD13ZI/AAAAAAAAACo/AQRGUIgf3hI/s320/febrero1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340227567304957330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;#Ya no me encuentro preguntando sobre amor,  por fin no hay nada que pretenda no saber,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;entiendo que no hay relación entre amar y envejecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Ya no me encuentro preguntando como dar, por fin comparto por el miedo de perder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; el milagro de tus caricias llegando el amanecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Ya no me encuentro contestando un yo que se?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;por fin entiendo que en tus redes yo caí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; Ya no me encuentro preguntándome por qué? por fin entiendo de una vez que es porque sí, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;porque &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;te vi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;te dejé entrar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cerré la puerta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y te elegí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-3592077250849899220?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/3592077250849899220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/3592077250849899220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/ya-no-me-encuentro-preguntando-sobre.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShxMrcD13ZI/AAAAAAAAACo/AQRGUIgf3hI/s72-c/febrero1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-2246348547696578456</id><published>2009-05-26T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:02:38.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;No inventes, ni robes, ni engañes, ni bebas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;Pero si has de inventar, inventa un mundo mejor, si has de robar procura q sea un corazón; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;si has de engañar, engaña a la muerte y si has de beber, bébete los momentos de felicidad inolvidable.&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/7869361202158694900-2246348547696578456?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/2246348547696578456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/2246348547696578456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-inventes-ni-robes-ni-enganes-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-8879290060698445552</id><published>2009-05-24T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:30:04.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShnYUgQn--I/AAAAAAAAACg/Vhlea-5houg/s1600-h/100_8905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShnYUgQn--I/AAAAAAAAACg/Vhlea-5houg/s320/100_8905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339536679993080802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1 año y diez meses, que día más lindo y hermoso. Con EL soy completamente feliz y no me falta nada, es la persona que sabe entenderme como nadie, EL es mi absolutamente todo y no lo cambio por nada ni por nadie. Cada día que pasa estoy más enamorada de EL y no me arrepiento de haberlo elegido para ser mi compañero, mi novio, mi amigo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Te amo con todo mi corazón GORDITO. Gracias por todo; sos lo mejor.&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/7869361202158694900-8879290060698445552?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8879290060698445552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8879290060698445552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/lucas.html' title='Lucas'/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShnYUgQn--I/AAAAAAAAACg/Vhlea-5houg/s72-c/100_8905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-8758638296374055384</id><published>2009-05-23T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:28:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SheljXvkbVI/AAAAAAAAABk/aoBZzeyrJt4/s1600-h/344135_3803118114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SheljXvkbVI/AAAAAAAAABk/aoBZzeyrJt4/s320/344135_3803118114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338917910358551890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-¡Un día vi ponerse el sol cuarenta y tres veces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Y un poco más tarde añadiste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   -¿Sabes?... Cuando uno está verdaderamente triste son agradables las puestas de sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   -¿Estabas, pues, verdaderamente triste el dia de las cuarenta y tres veces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   El principito no respondió.&lt;br /&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/7869361202158694900-8758638296374055384?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8758638296374055384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8758638296374055384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/un-dia-vi-ponerse-el-sol-cuarenta-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/SheljXvkbVI/AAAAAAAAABk/aoBZzeyrJt4/s72-c/344135_3803118114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-2214591385436122309</id><published>2009-05-23T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:20:28.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Tú debes ser una de esas chicas que dibujan corazones en los puntos de las ies.".&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/7869361202158694900-2214591385436122309?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/2214591385436122309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/2214591385436122309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/tu-debes-ser-una-de-esas-chicas-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-3703030119334709017</id><published>2009-05-23T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:12:04.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nosotras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShegcoRCXWI/AAAAAAAAABc/NEvkHWzCzW4/s1600-h/egolandia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 331px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShegcoRCXWI/AAAAAAAAABc/NEvkHWzCzW4/s320/egolandia1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338912296976670050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShegQMUOuMI/AAAAAAAAABU/w9WSbRF_qos/s1600-h/egolandia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShegQMUOuMI/AAAAAAAAABU/w9WSbRF_qos/s320/egolandia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338912083315439810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ahora sí, ahora no. Las mujeres en un breve lapso de tiempo cambian de estado de ánimo casi sin quererlo. Según algunos estudios médicos tienden a &lt;strong&gt;deprimirse dos veces más que los hombres&lt;/strong&gt; y eso tiene una explicación. El paso de una sonrisa a un llanto, de una ilusión a un desencanto o del amor profundo al odio es, muchas veces, insignificante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="more-382"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Es una situación normal e igual les ocurre a los hombres, sin embargo ni unas ni otros son conscientes de estas alteraciones hormonales. Sería pues mucho más sencillo relacionarnos si tuviéramos la capacidad de asumir nuestras idas y venidas, nuestros &lt;strong&gt;cambios de humor&lt;/strong&gt;, nuestras respuestas incomprensibles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--adsense#post--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-3703030119334709017?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/3703030119334709017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/3703030119334709017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/nosotras.html' title='nosotras'/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShegcoRCXWI/AAAAAAAAABc/NEvkHWzCzW4/s72-c/egolandia1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-8229994902343663865</id><published>2009-05-20T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:14:38.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShTG0N18d9I/AAAAAAAAABM/Y5M19tAvrQs/s1600-h/DSCN0868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShTG0N18d9I/AAAAAAAAABM/Y5M19tAvrQs/s320/DSCN0868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338110058712299474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no me gusta mucho el otoño, pero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;me encanta el olor a café a cua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lquier hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;pisar montañas de ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;jas c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;on la bici&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;que el vien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to me vuele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; el pelo y la bufanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dormir mini siestas escuc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hando Oasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;los reencuentros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;desempolvar CDs viejos y escucharlos al lado de la estufa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;charlar con alguien y que parezca que el tiempo no pasó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;divertirme con muy poco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;y abrazarte..&lt;/span&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/7869361202158694900-8229994902343663865?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8229994902343663865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8229994902343663865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-me-gusta-mucho-el-otono-pero-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShTG0N18d9I/AAAAAAAAABM/Y5M19tAvrQs/s72-c/DSCN0868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-7842934599104440351</id><published>2009-05-20T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:03:19.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShTEYJtq4EI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QFYCM0KE2uA/s1600-h/collage19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShTEYJtq4EI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QFYCM0KE2uA/s320/collage19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338107377544257602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tener verdadero éxito en la vida es: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;reír mucho&lt;/span&gt; y muchas veces; ganar el &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;respeto&lt;/span&gt; de personas inteligentes;&lt;br /&gt;gozar del &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cariño de niños&lt;/span&gt;; ganar el &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;reconocimiento&lt;/span&gt; de personas cualificadas y saber soportar la traición de falsos amigos;&lt;br /&gt;apreciar la &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;belleza&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;buscar lo mejor en los demás&lt;/span&gt;; dejar el mundo un poquito mejor de como lo encontraste -&lt;br /&gt;con un hijo sano, un jardín bonito o una persona más feliz; saber que al menos alguien ha vivido mejor &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;gracias a ti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7869361202158694900-7842934599104440351?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/7842934599104440351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/7842934599104440351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/tener-verdadero-exito-en-la-vida-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShTEYJtq4EI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QFYCM0KE2uA/s72-c/collage19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-1840481284758909372</id><published>2009-05-19T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:14:08.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;yo te ofrezco mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt;, con solo una&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mirada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7869361202158694900-1840481284758909372?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/1840481284758909372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/1840481284758909372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/yo-te-ofrezco-mi-vida-con-solo-una.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-5819851919914450552</id><published>2009-05-19T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:09:08.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7869361202158694900-5819851919914450552?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/5819851919914450552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/5819851919914450552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-2882372665373444941</id><published>2009-05-19T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:02:14.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShNyftS1kFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lNCNuceK2FQ/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShNyftS1kFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lNCNuceK2FQ/s200/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337735872424284242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Y morirme contigo si te matas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;y matarme contigo si te mueres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;porque el amor cuando no muere mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;porque amores que matan nunca mueren."&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/7869361202158694900-2882372665373444941?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/2882372665373444941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/2882372665373444941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/y-morirme-contigo-si-te-matas-y-matarme.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShNyftS1kFI/AAAAAAAAAAY/lNCNuceK2FQ/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7869361202158694900.post-8940465489185834120</id><published>2009-05-19T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:50:09.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Tan solo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;solamant&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; quiero que seas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;mi locura mi tranquilidad y mi delirio &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; mi compas y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; mi camino. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; solo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;, solamente quiero que seas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; pongo en tus manos mi destino porque vivo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; para estar s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;iempre,  siempre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siempre cont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;igo amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShNvhgBMsNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CBto5G6cU2Q/s1600-h/febrero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShNvhgBMsNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CBto5G6cU2Q/s320/febrero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337732604685496530" 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/7869361202158694900-8940465489185834120?l=kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8940465489185834120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7869361202158694900/posts/default/8940465489185834120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissesontheforehead.blogspot.com/2009/05/tan-solo-tu-solamant-e-quiero-que-seas.html' title=''/><author><name>Florencia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01179094297415935822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShgrqIyCBoI/AAAAAAAAACA/c_WrT2tGcyA/S220/Escritorio1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5YjByUq1M20/ShNvhgBMsNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/CBto5G6cU2Q/s72-c/febrero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
