tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80531396885802403242024-03-04T20:52:51.743-08:00Tic tac...Quizas...
Quizas solo necesites unas palabras...
Unas palabras fugaces, como las estrellas, que pasan dejando un recuerdo que nunca olvidarás... como esas palabras.Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-51249702066432224532010-11-26T15:49:00.000-08:002010-11-26T15:52:20.539-08:00Me encanta entender (o psicoentenderlo) que quiero un ratón pero a la vez no lo deseo :)Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-42397191627901877202010-09-09T03:52:00.000-07:002010-09-09T03:56:11.473-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM2-9qLO-7SShtDVM4bvK7MNRkZpe-YKFg8TxO68BvuJ29OxOMKRX9C7d6I-8CotVrYzvlkt-sOB_V3mfT2EV0SehHNRP-_hgAivZlIbCZLk3JtkaCXQ_tm8IsUpxTE-Kxk-_7L1N3DBcM/s1600/C%C3%B3rdoba+(diciembre+09)+168.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM2-9qLO-7SShtDVM4bvK7MNRkZpe-YKFg8TxO68BvuJ29OxOMKRX9C7d6I-8CotVrYzvlkt-sOB_V3mfT2EV0SehHNRP-_hgAivZlIbCZLk3JtkaCXQ_tm8IsUpxTE-Kxk-_7L1N3DBcM/s400/C%C3%B3rdoba+(diciembre+09)+168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514865669818124338" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;">Ya </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">es una realidad.</span></b></span></div>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-56146052300197110562010-06-28T05:20:00.000-07:002010-06-28T05:23:10.090-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhkqJcLBA6LuMN-CYbyQoUuGbCfxUvmgKJfNlCnBgXkcryj-U6M-YR2nA-adOcTwfxhR1ob8lpeJVvAaFPmjLQ8fJCyghpYZFzOMnjekgtfuCrmba4J3seENP_gzeA6WjFz8rTkQEhQfS/s1600/Paisajes+con+chozas.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhkqJcLBA6LuMN-CYbyQoUuGbCfxUvmgKJfNlCnBgXkcryj-U6M-YR2nA-adOcTwfxhR1ob8lpeJVvAaFPmjLQ8fJCyghpYZFzOMnjekgtfuCrmba4J3seENP_gzeA6WjFz8rTkQEhQfS/s400/Paisajes+con+chozas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487798594023728802" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Una semana... y será todo tuyo.</span></span></span></b></div>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-62279927059077438612010-06-06T09:00:00.000-07:002010-06-06T09:04:58.217-07:00Nut<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0tAdCFNIhSq7RxyUJHvlEtZ-hhjBNdQa373sCR-cH_n5qOAt_WgIDseFqL0FJNMyOT6UBSzwtInLTG8HT9JNu6LbMMJkSaK-TqcegmNUYFqo95pezgKeXznv-6EcdoE4alurTfa7nzxYY/s1600/nut.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0tAdCFNIhSq7RxyUJHvlEtZ-hhjBNdQa373sCR-cH_n5qOAt_WgIDseFqL0FJNMyOT6UBSzwtInLTG8HT9JNu6LbMMJkSaK-TqcegmNUYFqo95pezgKeXznv-6EcdoE4alurTfa7nzxYY/s400/nut.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479691286415264290" /></a><br /><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">La diosa del universo, del cielo y de los astros egipcia. Se dice que el mundo fue creado a partir de sus fluidos internos. También que cada noche devora al sol y lo hace renacer cada mañana.</span></span></i></div>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-50842823485638113302010-05-30T05:43:00.000-07:002010-05-30T05:44:51.847-07:00Si es que...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1nHu-A9RAfkh3NNQXKEfKYFzZMs7c_IE8VWcnfStw5k3gdHSYtcDZYfsB_-xeO9WdboAPFvjco78Rf-VSua6MRs6HVoUneGbNI6P-E8j7Jj4IxkyBVeUwzuGHS7pbqU6ggh9d9XVh12e1/s1600/100_6738.JPG.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1nHu-A9RAfkh3NNQXKEfKYFzZMs7c_IE8VWcnfStw5k3gdHSYtcDZYfsB_-xeO9WdboAPFvjco78Rf-VSua6MRs6HVoUneGbNI6P-E8j7Jj4IxkyBVeUwzuGHS7pbqU6ggh9d9XVh12e1/s400/100_6738.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477043105550654418" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD3aTx01GjhK1FWRkFPs6zWe65LmKG3KUPZwwhgoVXX4w5MuKjHiGrdDbQh5JefCfWKJWkeT5IUVvDkLXs3uZs9iZuD3DX0SdodsWwZWn7GZi_EoStsYlyREBQwwAGuV5QZqs-V5MY7AGj/s1600/100_6713.JPG.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD3aTx01GjhK1FWRkFPs6zWe65LmKG3KUPZwwhgoVXX4w5MuKjHiGrdDbQh5JefCfWKJWkeT5IUVvDkLXs3uZs9iZuD3DX0SdodsWwZWn7GZi_EoStsYlyREBQwwAGuV5QZqs-V5MY7AGj/s400/100_6713.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477042971858501826" /></a>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-43087706774647256952010-05-23T11:48:00.000-07:002010-05-23T11:52:33.032-07:00Pequeños placeres domésticos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-UDjXGPrCG2OuOZCyIuRfaHELrvXQgOXTDeQNDXFn-T261loRWV0dhrNYbUKL4xWT4c3HPzS8z63qZlP3GKDqFnUBQQFKf-EMEdsJczbw3uSytY7OGOmApmfbRcoijaDDO8UdJpSfUkk/s1600/Imagen0126.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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font-size: 11px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; ">Bañada en salitre.</span></div>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-35555477342096397652010-05-15T10:44:00.000-07:002010-05-15T10:55:27.618-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJWQO3utD3MZzODv2zFew1kqy7kVUPin65YN6Ppb8wuEHTBJxwWBFUmnyOOaJGhD1hazfaQphIGnFknu31VN95QuHgqPVP4d2U-UYPGW1s7DqcTrFSoQSTlDLLzPOYksoRb4nABvutBwzn/s1600/modigliani.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJWQO3utD3MZzODv2zFew1kqy7kVUPin65YN6Ppb8wuEHTBJxwWBFUmnyOOaJGhD1hazfaQphIGnFknu31VN95QuHgqPVP4d2U-UYPGW1s7DqcTrFSoQSTlDLLzPOYksoRb4nABvutBwzn/s400/modigliani.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471554081630013922" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Mírame las líneas de las manos </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">y hazme veinte cortes de cuchillos. </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Mi futuro ya me lo he gastado... </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b>regálame </b>alguno con más brillo.</span></i></div><div><br /></div></div>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-38148144981675876272010-04-17T08:27:00.001-07:002010-04-17T08:46:13.219-07:00Mis pequeñas y pequeños, mi vida<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwTNsqZuRi3G_MngfoKVmnhdTM9XxXJLt9deYjPYRrrUuf9jB5kQTGLV7o8zax3lgCUJHCN-IvyqpED7prhx6HmJ7QQULHai_RtH2zAaSbF1-8BxPMBc3hMOYxJ8YuYVh37rvm2AZCQ_ID/s1600/DSCN0048.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi3Bo9Pf0lIBkEt4TFVikru_j65SmZj9tgUOduozbrvrHCx7GrjmSiLly0dvE53aqf1f6-Elo4gwZTNPohNKYo57E8b-LebQmlFQJoCr4teYpDipXMM8y2YjEoUfXspSTuv47ucdwQP9W4/s400/041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461128865571625394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNljhwz-GGWpDcvzGYQsqHellFzLQ61uKaYZc2Et1ZQXrSQMN_JXVJbxGaQV5-7fbasUiIqVNBt6OqVhW5dpuz3iwBiWhJ_F-Kt6Fvxx204uIwBNx86jMJFeN1hELl5KPb0h6cdRTj1u5/s1600/Sevilla09+(1314).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitNljhwz-GGWpDcvzGYQsqHellFzLQ61uKaYZc2Et1ZQXrSQMN_JXVJbxGaQV5-7fbasUiIqVNBt6OqVhW5dpuz3iwBiWhJ_F-Kt6Fvxx204uIwBNx86jMJFeN1hELl5KPb0h6cdRTj1u5/s400/Sevilla09+(1314).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461128474137558626" /></a>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-51658664873268231332010-03-13T09:00:00.001-08:002010-03-13T09:00:57.213-08:00Mi vida es demasiado triste.Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-52969386379836983192010-02-27T13:13:00.000-08:002010-02-27T13:15:21.628-08:00Pequeña nota mental<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRo3ujrfHCRF7XiT3gGP-TwNrjwH3nEzRGrdpQRGYXGP3bzI-3oa5IqL4vicvW_T8L_Kgzf_7Q2Ma_izYrGCvDWCvz-ddz1zFJQ2z8OwkZ1h7dC979ENXMTU57lZReiXQDx0mcyvar_wuK/s1600-h/1266204946592_f-pola.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRo3ujrfHCRF7XiT3gGP-TwNrjwH3nEzRGrdpQRGYXGP3bzI-3oa5IqL4vicvW_T8L_Kgzf_7Q2Ma_izYrGCvDWCvz-ddz1zFJQ2z8OwkZ1h7dC979ENXMTU57lZReiXQDx0mcyvar_wuK/s400/1266204946592_f-pola.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443034635404241202" /></a><br /><div>Y aunque sepa que nunca llegaré a poder fotografiar algo así, es bonito imaginarlo.</div>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-70545754444893299682010-02-21T13:56:00.000-08:002010-02-21T13:58:04.137-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4WrUym2M5D6XApxltycJS2yZTpyoXO4DCsE1U2HwzWQjx1nASL5TcOUjy_hoJrdziuKH6jxFZ2p_FOZXrg1IJKLebEaZhyphenhypheniQfHo2srstEvA0BkpiFOvf3Trmux8orvzD1JEWr8JIZQOdL/s1600-h/PICT00377.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4WrUym2M5D6XApxltycJS2yZTpyoXO4DCsE1U2HwzWQjx1nASL5TcOUjy_hoJrdziuKH6jxFZ2p_FOZXrg1IJKLebEaZhyphenhypheniQfHo2srstEvA0BkpiFOvf3Trmux8orvzD1JEWr8JIZQOdL/s400/PICT00377.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440819173129961714" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">Y ahora entiendo que el amor son esos besos que te doy después del sexo.</span></i></b></span></div>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-19644818751750928622010-02-13T14:12:00.000-08:002010-02-13T14:16:48.806-08:00Cerca de mi casa hay un descampado donde la gente fuma porros o simplemente pasea a los perros. Hoy por la noche, pensé que era un buen sitio para desahogarme y mirar las estrellas (cosa que queria hacer desde hace mucho). Me dirigí para allá pero al llegar no pude pasar más de dos metros. Sinceramente tenía miedo de la oscuridad y no podía ir sola allí. Así que me quedé en el muro, llorando y gimiendo, pensando lo gilipollas que era. Me di cuenta de que no podía estar allí sin ti. y lo gracioso es que huía de eso. <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Lo siento.</div>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-72246484061895026912010-01-01T10:53:00.001-08:002010-01-01T10:55:34.141-08:00Pequeños roedores que hacen la vida más feliz<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2C5EtBMifw-MH3rrg0YriWhPdywAvwxsKA5vg6COo736XmrLE2vpJeg7qznj3ro9vLfm8vgdxqAJ1COe8c4lYai6RQBX8SCgxnGZChQOnBWvC0q8h1BDJ8oDmDqqseEYzQbXHGNYsCXkN/s1600-h/rati.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2C5EtBMifw-MH3rrg0YriWhPdywAvwxsKA5vg6COo736XmrLE2vpJeg7qznj3ro9vLfm8vgdxqAJ1COe8c4lYai6RQBX8SCgxnGZChQOnBWvC0q8h1BDJ8oDmDqqseEYzQbXHGNYsCXkN/s400/rati.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421846805008573442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8vmn4xAJ24IImS0LEI-bZVJJrvkUZkZDfOyponwW91HiwH1E4oIue1Xb7zPvyLghCcdR3SZZ-4ZaZEej2uDi20uSHtPrBWT6te9ZC7XIPrWFnhf0IW9se-oFouAfnRtkFvObMkSzwCBKE/s1600-h/mak.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8vmn4xAJ24IImS0LEI-bZVJJrvkUZkZDfOyponwW91HiwH1E4oIue1Xb7zPvyLghCcdR3SZZ-4ZaZEej2uDi20uSHtPrBWT6te9ZC7XIPrWFnhf0IW9se-oFouAfnRtkFvObMkSzwCBKE/s400/mak.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421846473737297586" border="0" /></a>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-56537045161113275102010-01-01T10:45:00.000-08:002010-01-01T10:49:26.645-08:00Chalalalala oh oh ohEn sí, la vida es aburrida. Por eso nos inventamos cosas como los libros, la televisión, el propio lenguaje para comunicarnos, las pinturas de uñas o incluso blogs estúpidos como este. Somos capaces de inventar hasta sentimientos. ¿De verdad creen en el amor? ¿Invención del homo sapiens para no sentirse solo? ¿Mezcla de sustancias en la glándula pineal?<br /><br />Digan lo que digan, a nadie le gusta estar solo. Necesitamos la compañía de algo constantemente, si no... ¿se imaginarían estar en un campo de trigo sin nada ni nadie alrededor durante el resto de los ochenta años venideros?<br /><br />Horrible.Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-27356277977985043072009-12-13T02:50:00.000-08:002009-12-13T03:31:20.723-08:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Me he dado cuenta de que me muero por ver a Platero en directo. Sería una de las mayores ilusiones de mi vida. De verdad.</span></span>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-21251674879844307362009-12-11T06:42:00.001-08:002009-12-11T06:43:02.458-08:00Ese movimiento<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LvKRK8nkrPc&hl=es_ES&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LvKRK8nkrPc&hl=es_ES&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-21630012989950930762009-12-08T10:04:00.000-08:002009-12-08T10:09:30.691-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCC-zoBAJjJ8MG7npNnwPHwa6ZbpW38AbWB7xKID2S6tQ5NOuOyYUlx9w-DbnWIrXhj6QmAZAAcCVMNf1p-U26dOsTrILObxEDSQZ47g9u9GlcSI2QWOQhj9j9J_eRhyg9dapZuNzGGwMN/s1600-h/papel,+mechero.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCC-zoBAJjJ8MG7npNnwPHwa6ZbpW38AbWB7xKID2S6tQ5NOuOyYUlx9w-DbnWIrXhj6QmAZAAcCVMNf1p-U26dOsTrILObxEDSQZ47g9u9GlcSI2QWOQhj9j9J_eRhyg9dapZuNzGGwMN/s400/papel,+mechero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412927987334517842" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Piedra, papel y mechero.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Estoy buscando hierba que amortigüe el camino. </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" >Estoy buscando <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">un mundo</span> en todos los sentidos</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">.</span></span><br /></div>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-55161542753864704632009-12-08T10:00:00.000-08:002009-12-08T10:04:32.230-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2SoUXlOCnGK4PAW-JdBOgJYS9BRWvS11cueTgdxHwE_-G6KyfxN3fgVK53FZtpj8qL_zDZPykX9OQg8Um5KUt6SfyzrSYO-c-TVxy5c2ebKgQW-MR6mkMBuRfj9tCJ3uz6dRqI_ZaXuMt/s1600-h/perspe.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2SoUXlOCnGK4PAW-JdBOgJYS9BRWvS11cueTgdxHwE_-G6KyfxN3fgVK53FZtpj8qL_zDZPykX9OQg8Um5KUt6SfyzrSYO-c-TVxy5c2ebKgQW-MR6mkMBuRfj9tCJ3uz6dRqI_ZaXuMt/s400/perspe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412926868802028690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"><span style="font-size:78%;">Es una dulce simbiosis entre mis piernas y mis rayas. O las tuyas.</span></div>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-70455908313575029082009-12-08T07:37:00.000-08:002009-12-08T07:44:42.581-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEhtsLIgi5SPD8BZs85DkoOUPRubxTuvE74o_qge8Z8VjuZGNevNy6pVOZoYFADap4-4UzyUAiamRdotVHGkzoHwGe-3hf_GgqOWvy9D1-tQ7711wmnL3ZeeecmEscrvv8-Xi65hJjwCH5/s1600-h/ooooo.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEhtsLIgi5SPD8BZs85DkoOUPRubxTuvE74o_qge8Z8VjuZGNevNy6pVOZoYFADap4-4UzyUAiamRdotVHGkzoHwGe-3hf_GgqOWvy9D1-tQ7711wmnL3ZeeecmEscrvv8-Xi65hJjwCH5/s400/ooooo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412890339178809026" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Es alucinante como unos instrumentos, una voz y unas buenas letras pueden llegarte dentro. ¿Habrá alguna explicación para el hecho de que sienta como de mis poros sale la felicidad a chorros? Y no sólo es esa felicidad musical. También está aquella que tu sonrisa deja ver cuando hablas con tu hermano. O cuando abrazas a la cama tanto como a él. Mola saber que lo que te rodea puede producirte todo esto. <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Hoy estoy feliz</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">:)</span></span>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-14477476741703787192009-11-25T08:23:00.001-08:002009-11-25T08:29:43.698-08:00Por el Barrio Latino...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrhQ3vpDuE2ArnjJSqwerxw4G75utgLh7mWGdQji40funYZYN8P2eAmdQcVDoKijbwY5ePU8P_2ozXe-hTbRgxmbcc46LbEB4DFnViI_XiQ4fwAmR5p6SYxt-5hWGV8Wq9TzVdEAu38Yf4/s1600/pariss.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrhQ3vpDuE2ArnjJSqwerxw4G75utgLh7mWGdQji40funYZYN8P2eAmdQcVDoKijbwY5ePU8P_2ozXe-hTbRgxmbcc46LbEB4DFnViI_XiQ4fwAmR5p6SYxt-5hWGV8Wq9TzVdEAu38Yf4/s400/pariss.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408079025559681010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">¿Qué me dirías si te digo que te llevaré a un agujero de gusano?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Está claro, te morirías por volver a tu <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Paris bohemia</span>...</span>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-29004927590534076262009-11-20T09:02:00.000-08:002009-11-20T09:03:17.984-08:00Otra forma de entender...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvKuraKngVRKhYf9chhvdQXj9Yec3v2znyBOiupisFTOpviGN0y2kPARt8I1NlE2S1WDhd9j_LHTYyAhOwWpG1spuqA1jlUgMnUYe_2DEcCbl2QESp77EasZmoUTk9UTx3DoxseQPGTleR/s1600/Dibujoperson.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvKuraKngVRKhYf9chhvdQXj9Yec3v2znyBOiupisFTOpviGN0y2kPARt8I1NlE2S1WDhd9j_LHTYyAhOwWpG1spuqA1jlUgMnUYe_2DEcCbl2QESp77EasZmoUTk9UTx3DoxseQPGTleR/s400/Dibujoperson.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406232312127178642" border="0" /></a>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-22813970709619276292009-11-17T08:18:00.000-08:002009-11-17T08:21:07.281-08:00Anda, vamos al baño...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hdnDA6Z9wJU&hl=es_ES&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hdnDA6Z9wJU&hl=es_ES&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Como dos adolescentes lascivos buscamos un descampado...</span>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-30868070776034568732009-11-13T07:09:00.000-08:002009-11-13T07:15:01.150-08:00Nunca se me corré el rimel<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PFQZyvUl_kg&hl=es_ES&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PFQZyvUl_kg&hl=es_ES&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-6838204004090759322009-11-13T04:57:00.000-08:002009-11-13T05:04:56.727-08:00Mmm<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdY1MrlyhEW80rQp_VFckzRfjG-XZ4mxjS3wyue_12HCVyAgjjQf8W1Dau3HLz44aWYESRqTyU1KjU_D1YZzN2tk82nS3vDtPy2xHo4ZmJytW0UwhHGroNAiqQZ8cbo5Fo8gdoZwEbeZ6O/s1600-h/Imagen+0011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdY1MrlyhEW80rQp_VFckzRfjG-XZ4mxjS3wyue_12HCVyAgjjQf8W1Dau3HLz44aWYESRqTyU1KjU_D1YZzN2tk82nS3vDtPy2xHo4ZmJytW0UwhHGroNAiqQZ8cbo5Fo8gdoZwEbeZ6O/s320/Imagen+0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403573352416827298" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br /><br />Llega un momento en el que el tiempo se te queda corto. Esa cuarta realidad tan relativa se hace pequeñita. Y necesitas </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >algo</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > más. Quizás ese algo me está esperando fuera de todo esto. Tendré que deshacerme del reloj pues.</span>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8053139688580240324.post-83665897862402971132009-11-01T14:23:00.000-08:002009-11-01T14:28:06.812-08:00Sí<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Yo, con mi pelusa de café. </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Tú, con tus acordes arrítimicos. </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Yo, con mi corazón abierto a algodones de chocolate. </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Tú, con tus venas llenas de bemoles.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Ambos: <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">amor</span></span> verdadero y puro.</span>Pelusa de tu ombligohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13643059750632617595noreply@blogger.com0