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LIVING FOR TODAY ...</title><subtitle type='html'>MIS LETRAS SE QUEDARAN AQUI PARA RECORDARME QUE UN DIA FUI REAL...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bar.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273234817810088720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGZjE7EO-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/wJ7vKLWq3YI/S220/hadas.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898997022894818588.post-7026230432440327799</id><published>2008-07-14T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T01:14:32.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acaso debo seguir..?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya no sé que me pasa.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no me importa el ayer, ni me importa el mañana, me importa el hoy; que es lo que valora lo que soy.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero dejar el tiempo pasar, y ver como se escurre entre estas pobres manos que sienten que nada pueden alcanzar. Quisiera haber borrado esa caída al vacío, en la oscuridad permanezco y siempre estoy en este horrible agujero. Lo único que consigo así, es no realizar nada, sólo contemplar esa puerta...que ni siquiera puedo tocar, ni abrir, ni sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Donde esta ese sentimiento?, esa vida que sentís que fluye por tus venas, curando esas heridas que nunca fueron cerradas, siempre estuvieron abiertas.&lt;br /&gt;Respirando, sintiendo el sol, darle cara a cara al que te falló, volver a poder sentir la sensación de poder vivir a pleno sin cometer miles de veces el mismo error. Mirar atrás no tiene sentido si no aprendés de lo cometido.A penas, tan sólo lo puedo imaginar, lo puedo soñar, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;quisiera poder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;volver a sentir ese sabor, no quiero sentir más dolor.&lt;/span&gt; Esta vida no es vida. Quisiera aprender, y no fallar, quisiera dejar esta soledad que me mata cada vez más, quisiera poder observar las estrellas y no llorar, tan sólo sonreír, cuando veo que brillan, tan sólo su luz te llena de alegría, porque yo soy una estrella que se apaga, ya no resplandece, ya no aparece. Dependo del sol para volver ser y sentir otra vez.&lt;br /&gt;Pero tengo FE,de que todo pronto va a pasar,quizas es solo este tiempo,quizas me falte tiempo,aunque ya estoy cansada de esperar y lo unico que obtengo es ver mi vida pasar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicado con Amor y no con Dolor a Mis Hermosos Latidos,que siempren estan al pie del cañon.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898997022894818588-7026230432440327799?l=bar-barita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/feeds/7026230432440327799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898997022894818588&amp;postID=7026230432440327799' title='16 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/7026230432440327799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/7026230432440327799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/2008/07/ya-no-s-que-me-pasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Bar.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273234817810088720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGZjE7EO-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/wJ7vKLWq3YI/S220/hadas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898997022894818588.post-672585474019214701</id><published>2008-07-12T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:20:51.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QUE NO PUEDO EXPLICAR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELANCOLIA+ESE NOSE QUE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SHksyzQ27zI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ecefNTZSXBM/s1600-h/margaritas785c.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTADOS DE ANIMO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unas veces me siento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como pobre colina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y otras como montaña&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de cumbres repetidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unas veces me siento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como un acantilado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y en otras como un cielo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;azul pero lejano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A veces uno es&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;manantial entre rocas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y otras veces un árbol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;con las últimas hojas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pero hoy me siento apenas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;como laguna insomne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;con un embarcadero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya sin embarcaciones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Una laguna verde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inmóvil y paciente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;conforme con sus algas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sus musgos y sus peces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sereno en mi confianza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;confiando en que una tarde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te acerques y te mires,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;te mires al mirarme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mario Benedetti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898997022894818588-672585474019214701?l=bar-barita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/feeds/672585474019214701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898997022894818588&amp;postID=672585474019214701' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/672585474019214701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/672585474019214701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/2008/07/12-de-julio-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Bar.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273234817810088720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGZjE7EO-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/wJ7vKLWq3YI/S220/hadas.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898997022894818588.post-547877250904412248</id><published>2008-07-10T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T09:23:22.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='llanto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dolor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='odio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>♥-Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SHY2oBWFFiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BUs6KkZr78M/s1600-h/1177593656_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221420879166379554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SHY2oBWFFiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BUs6KkZr78M/s400/1177593656_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y ahora de vuelta a empezar,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;volver a confiar,buscar gente nueva,hacer amigos,chocar,aprender,estudiar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me decidi por el cambio aunque fue con ayuda,sinceramente no daba mas pero no creo que esto "new" tenga la culpa,adoro lo viejo,odio lo viejo..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nose que me pasa,me siento rara...me quieren cortar las alas?...pero acaso las tengo?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Empezar...empezar de nuevo..empezar desde cero y si, tengo MIEDO...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nose como reaccionar ya no soy la misma de ayer,ya no me siento como ayer,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;prefiero tenerte lejos aunque a veces te quiero cerca.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Esto indecisa..me siento abatida.!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898997022894818588-547877250904412248?l=bar-barita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/feeds/547877250904412248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898997022894818588&amp;postID=547877250904412248' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/547877250904412248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/547877250904412248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/2008/07/again.html' title='♥-Again'/><author><name>Bar.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273234817810088720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGZjE7EO-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/wJ7vKLWq3YI/S220/hadas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SHY2oBWFFiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BUs6KkZr78M/s72-c/1177593656_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898997022894818588.post-520886371639676782</id><published>2008-06-25T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T20:22:45.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emocion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGMFLjIsz_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/SvDNh2VECZg/s1600-h/Copia+de+S2010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216018489393598450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGMFLjIsz_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/SvDNh2VECZg/s400/Copia+de+S2010002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.." No se lo que quiero....pero lo&lt;strong&gt; QUIERO YA.! ."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898997022894818588-520886371639676782?l=bar-barita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/feeds/520886371639676782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898997022894818588&amp;postID=520886371639676782' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/520886371639676782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/520886371639676782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bar.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273234817810088720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGZjE7EO-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/wJ7vKLWq3YI/S220/hadas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGMFLjIsz_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/SvDNh2VECZg/s72-c/Copia+de+S2010002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898997022894818588.post-4513089343389892861</id><published>2008-06-25T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T07:24:16.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥-I don`t belive.!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGJUanjnoSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nWmyDY9lGNc/s1600-h/img029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215824134720168226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="224" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGJUanjnoSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nWmyDY9lGNc/s320/img029.jpg" width="345" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hace unos instantes me acaba de pasar algo increible.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siento que mi sistema nervioso se esta alterando..me invaden multiples sensaciones en mi cuerpo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solo trato de respirar ondo y guardar la calma..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ojala se cumpla lo que desde hace tiempo deseo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.."I will help you.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898997022894818588-4513089343389892861?l=bar-barita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/feeds/4513089343389892861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898997022894818588&amp;postID=4513089343389892861' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/4513089343389892861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/4513089343389892861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-belive.html' title='♥-I don`t belive.!'/><author><name>Bar.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273234817810088720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGZjE7EO-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/wJ7vKLWq3YI/S220/hadas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGJUanjnoSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nWmyDY9lGNc/s72-c/img029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898997022894818588.post-8594179960951982045</id><published>2008-06-24T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:36:29.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥-Wonderwall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGG737DVseI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mv6sd9erSnw/s1600-h/img032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215656412890640866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGG737DVseI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mv6sd9erSnw/s320/img032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was gonna be the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That they're gonna throw it back to yobefore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you never really had a doubt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't believe that anybody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feels the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do about you now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all the roads we have to walk are winding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all the lights that light the way are blinding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are many things that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would Like to say to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I don't know how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know how &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because maybe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And after all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're my wonderwall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was gonna be the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they'll never throw it back to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By now you should've somehow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Realized what you're not to do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't believe that anybody &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feels the way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do About you now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But all the roads that lead you there were winding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all the lights that light the way are blinding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are many things that I would like to say to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I don't know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how I don't know how &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said maybe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And after all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're my wonderwall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said maybe (I said maybe) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And after all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're my wonderwall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said maybe (I said maybe) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me (that saves me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898997022894818588-8594179960951982045?l=bar-barita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/feeds/8594179960951982045/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898997022894818588&amp;postID=8594179960951982045' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/8594179960951982045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/8594179960951982045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/2008/06/today-was-gonna-be-day-that-theyre.html' title='♥-Wonderwall'/><author><name>Bar.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273234817810088720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGZjE7EO-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/wJ7vKLWq3YI/S220/hadas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGG737DVseI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mv6sd9erSnw/s72-c/img032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898997022894818588.post-7414354619810036920</id><published>2008-06-24T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:05:58.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥-Entre baldes y palitas.!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGz6eNcjlI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iVvxdTW9r0s/s1600-h/photo+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215647660594990674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGz6eNcjlI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iVvxdTW9r0s/s320/photo+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baldes y Palita.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que lindooo!!y que ganas de jugar que tengo.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando miro esta foto siento ganas de volver el tiempo atras,o quizas no volver el tiempo atras,quizas tenga ganas de hacer muchas cosas que no me animo a hacer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Buena pregunta,pero para otro momento.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengo ganas...de ir a la playa..si y con el tiempo asi.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que ganas de estar frente al mar, con los ojos cerrados y respirar bien,bien ondo,a guantar unos segundos y largar todooo ese aire comprimido en un gran y fuerte grito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que bueno,me lo estoy imaginando.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y saben que..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me siento mucho mejor.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898997022894818588-7414354619810036920?l=bar-barita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/feeds/7414354619810036920/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7898997022894818588&amp;postID=7414354619810036920' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/7414354619810036920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7898997022894818588/posts/default/7414354619810036920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bar-barita.blogspot.com/2008/06/entre-baldes-y-palitas.html' title='♥-Entre baldes y palitas.!'/><author><name>Bar.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07273234817810088720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGZjE7EO-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/wJ7vKLWq3YI/S220/hadas.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGGz6eNcjlI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/iVvxdTW9r0s/s72-c/photo+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898997022894818588.post-7343733581147019133</id><published>2008-06-24T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T15:52:57.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>• Asi me presento yo..! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGF2yEP37PI/AAAAAAAAAFA/r5azk8BMUXw/s1600-h/img021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215580445977603314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u40oCkxtQss/SGF2yEP37PI/AAAAAAAAAFA/r5azk8BMUXw/s320/img021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Por que un Blog?.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pregunta que me acompleja,pregunta que me hace pensar el por que de todo esto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinceramente siempre me parecio una tonteria andar haciendo estas cosas,pero ahora me doy cuenta de que no es una tonteria,son tontas las personas que se obsecionan y que pasan toodoo su tiempo imponiendo inventos,(por que no pude denominarse de otra manera) que desprendan de esto,y lo unico que hacen es ensuciar la creatividad de estas personas que nos dan un espacio PARA PODER EXPRESARNOS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wouu,fuerte no?..Y si,asi fue como llegue a la respuesta,"Expresarme"..eso es lo que quiero y es lo que siento en esto momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No me parece algo destructivo,al contrario, es algo que voy a complementar en mi vida,y de aca espero sumar mas cosas,desde experiencia/as, conocidos,personas que compartan conmigo sus ganas de expresarse y crear,y hasta quizas, me lleve algun amigo,o no,en fin...creo que estoy lista para comenzar y abrirme,en el buen sentido de la palabra,a este nuevo camino,que estoy por recorrer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Con ustedes,Yo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barbi..♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7898997022894818588-7343733581147019133?l=bar-barita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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