<?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-8743188233700763649</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:54:35.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fєℓι¢ι∂α∂ у тяιѕтєzα</title><subtitle type='html'>Cosas q vivo día a día,
cosas q sé y no sé enfrentar,
fracasos y exitos,
en fin, Cosas de la vida.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-3327451145750624895</id><published>2009-09-26T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:28:10.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Si la vida tiene tantas idas y vueltas, yo no comprendo el motivo de nada, me siento confundida, en medio de mil cosas por conocer, y mil dolores y risas que pasar, confundida, porque me encuentro sin saber para que estamos acá, es esa sensación como la qe sentimos cuando estamos en un juego de diversiones, parece todo irse, y estar en el aire sin protección, ese miedo de donde mirar, como acomodar tu cuerpo, de si gritar o llorar... al menos a mi me pasa... No sé y lo peor es que no hay explicación del porque...             Adrii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-3327451145750624895?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/3327451145750624895/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=3327451145750624895' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/3327451145750624895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/3327451145750624895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/2009/09/si-la-vida-tiene-tantas-idas-y-vueltas.html' title=''/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-7523173422456545788</id><published>2009-08-09T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:46:01.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin limites...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/Sn78qY20hQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3UsUqvFKeCk/s1600-h/y1pHXoF_pbZcOIwsICmxW6Ul1lq4sw5JwfVNSHlmb-qVMbXooI6XBM53EmdjVZUfS0xX5csIe3kucE.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/Sn78qY20hQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3UsUqvFKeCk/s400/y1pHXoF_pbZcOIwsICmxW6Ul1lq4sw5JwfVNSHlmb-qVMbXooI6XBM53EmdjVZUfS0xX5csIe3kucE.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368005611029300482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii qien iba a decir q caeria denuevo en tus besos,&lt;br /&gt;q esta historia habia durado solo un principio, &lt;br /&gt;y dsps todo había qedado en el aire, para hoy renacer est amor q significa mucho para mi...&lt;br /&gt;ii qien iba a decir... q ibas a ser el q acaricie mi corazon despues de tantos golpes, q en cada beso me ibas regalar un TE QIIERO, &lt;br /&gt;y en cada abrazo un suspiro mio, q dice q no me encuentro sola, q no caigo porq me tenes en tus brazos, q no muero porq por tu vivo, q despierto y en ti pienso... t qiero y cada segundo t qiero mas...T QIERO SIN LIMITES AMOR...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-7523173422456545788?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/7523173422456545788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=7523173422456545788' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/7523173422456545788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/7523173422456545788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/2009/08/sin-limites.html' title='Sin limites...'/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/Sn78qY20hQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/3UsUqvFKeCk/s72-c/y1pHXoF_pbZcOIwsICmxW6Ul1lq4sw5JwfVNSHlmb-qVMbXooI6XBM53EmdjVZUfS0xX5csIe3kucE.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-46958399652062651</id><published>2009-07-12T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:47:15.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu presencia lo es Todo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/Slp176NqKeI/AAAAAAAAAME/9Yz1m7IXhbo/s1600-h/6464646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/Slp176NqKeI/AAAAAAAAAME/9Yz1m7IXhbo/s400/6464646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357724378809903586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguna persona podria igualart, en nada... sos una amiga única para mi vida. Pueden pasar dias sin verte, o dias sin poder compartir con vos un mate, una charla, una risa, o lo q fuese, pero jamás voy a dejar de tenert en la mente presente d q t necesito ese día, para simplemente hablarte o saludarte, esos dias, t extraño, extraño todo lo q me diste es todos estos años. Hasta por las noches que me despierto y veo q no estás en tu cama, simplemente hay un cuarto vacío, y que yo esté ahi, no significa nada si no estás vos... Q momentos!... q momentos pasamos y falta or pasar juntas... la vida me dio un regalo precioso q es el de poder compatirlo todo con vos... una hermana en la q me puede poner los puntos, qme entienda q me abrace q me abrigue, q me tranqilice y sobre todo q me qiera.... Te agradezco x todas aquellas veces q amanecimos juntas hablando d todo un poco, hasta llegamos a llorar, o cagarnos d riisa sin parar. Los mates se lavan, pierden sabor, o el agua se enfría al paso de las horas, o minutos, pero nuestras charlas siguen y sguen sin tener un fin, jamas pudimos terminar de hablar jaja, si t das centa nos ibamos a dormir por la hora q era, o porq una de las dos terminaba cansada, o llorando... Gabii t qiero mucho... pienso en aquellas personas q perdieron a una persona tan cercana y tan qerida, y mepregunto como habran hecho para seguir y si lo lograron, porq la verdad si t vas demi lado, es como morirme yo, no habria nadie q pudiera curarme tanta tristeza por ecesitarte... TE QIIERO.... gracias... sos mucho muchisimo... ya no se q mas escribir u.u... TE AMO HERMANA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-46958399652062651?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/46958399652062651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=46958399652062651' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/46958399652062651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/46958399652062651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/2009/07/tu-presencia-lo-es-todo.html' title='Tu presencia lo es Todo!'/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/Slp176NqKeI/AAAAAAAAAME/9Yz1m7IXhbo/s72-c/6464646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-5920626807687755798</id><published>2009-06-23T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:24:31.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SkEdpyWTIqI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xoVX7G1wJm8/s1600-h/s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SkEdpyWTIqI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xoVX7G1wJm8/s400/s.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350590436020003490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comprendo el porqué de nada, no logro entender el significado de vivir no sé a que queremos llegar con todo...Me siento absolutamente vacía. Aquello que por un tiempo me hizo Felíz, hoy deja un hueco en el cual no puedo llenar, y me pregnto de que me sirvió esa felicidad si hoy estoy pagandola con ésta consecuencia de Necesitar, con este problema de estar pero mi otra parte muriò ¿Para qué?, si hoy sufro el doble, todo es muy contradictorio y complicado de entender, tal vez pueda sacar conclusiones pero nisiquiera tengo la posibilidad de saber si algunas de ellas me servirá.&lt;br /&gt;Me quedo en la nada, me siento flotar en el aire, entre miles y millones de cuentas matemáticas sin poer resolver, o simplemente, sin solución. Me siento entro los indinitos pensamientos y opiniones del mundo, que en fin, Nadie tiene la verdad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-5920626807687755798?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/5920626807687755798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=5920626807687755798' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/5920626807687755798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/5920626807687755798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SkEdpyWTIqI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xoVX7G1wJm8/s72-c/s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-30974010239583399</id><published>2009-03-23T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:29:34.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animaciòm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/ScgbP6q6vPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Czpji8XxvTo/s1600-h/animation1jad1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/ScgbP6q6vPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Czpji8XxvTo/s400/animation1jad1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316529320372124914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-30974010239583399?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/30974010239583399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=30974010239583399' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/30974010239583399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/30974010239583399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Animaciòm'/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/ScgbP6q6vPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Czpji8XxvTo/s72-c/animation1jad1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-6160556349947795827</id><published>2009-01-16T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T06:09:30.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nunca qiise Tanto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;param name="movie" 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comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/6160556349947795827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/6160556349947795827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/2009/01/nunca-qiise-tanto.html' title='Nunca qiise Tanto...'/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-8126597323663385434</id><published>2009-01-16T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T06:05:04.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Por qué No te Callas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SXCUCjCTZhI/AAAAAAAAALU/iazSACo7phw/s1600-h/flia98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 342px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SXCUCjCTZhI/AAAAAAAAALU/iazSACo7phw/s400/flia98.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291892333645882898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vez q me estas lastimando?&lt;br /&gt;cada palabra desangra mi corazon,&lt;br /&gt;es q no te das cuenta q no qiero hablar.&lt;br /&gt;El silencio es intimo, lo que llevo adentro es mio,&lt;br /&gt;basta no me aturdas mas.&lt;br /&gt;No me sigas, no me espies, no me atormentes,&lt;br /&gt;me causas miedo, me llenas de dolor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la vida hay temor,&lt;br /&gt;Hay Fracasos y maldad,&lt;br /&gt;Batallas q Ganar...&lt;br /&gt;Nos conviert en luchador...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son muy pocos los q&lt;br /&gt;arriesgan por amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No t caigas q vivir Es Aprender,&lt;br /&gt;Y no hay nada q temer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En un sueño soordo, sabrás como vencer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-8126597323663385434?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/8126597323663385434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=8126597323663385434' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/8126597323663385434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/8126597323663385434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/2009/01/por-qu-no-te-callas.html' title='¿Por qué No te Callas?'/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SXCUCjCTZhI/AAAAAAAAALU/iazSACo7phw/s72-c/flia98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-572594319732929535</id><published>2008-12-29T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:46:37.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SVkLObgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kOOBxC_-s8k/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SVkLObgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kOOBxC_-s8k/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285267980226821794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Con la luz de la madrugada&lt;br /&gt;vuelven al mundo los caminos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;Vuelve el murmullo de los árboles,&lt;br /&gt;el silencio de las espigas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vuelve la realidad perfecta&lt;br /&gt;de tu presencia sin olvido.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maruja vieira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;El Sol Nace Todos los Días, &lt;br /&gt;el sol a veces se esconde detrás de las nubes,&lt;br /&gt;es como una persona con sentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;es fragil, cuando se nobla, parece&lt;br /&gt;que está triste y se oculta,&lt;br /&gt;el Sol duerme de noche,&lt;br /&gt;y despierta en el Dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Amanecer, es volver a nacer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-572594319732929535?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/572594319732929535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=572594319732929535' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/572594319732929535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/572594319732929535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/2008/12/amanecer.html' title='Amanecer'/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SVkLObgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAKc/kOOBxC_-s8k/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-5924817123817773768</id><published>2008-12-03T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:44:22.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima d Mi Corazon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/STbTRGUaaEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ANJM8OnW19o/s1600-h/Imagen+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/STbTRGUaaEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ANJM8OnW19o/s320/Imagen+257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275636304218581058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te Qiiero Mucho nena, sin palabras...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-5924817123817773768?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/5924817123817773768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=5924817123817773768' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/5924817123817773768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/5924817123817773768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/2008/12/prima-d-mi-corazon.html' title='Prima d Mi Corazon'/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/STbTRGUaaEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ANJM8OnW19o/s72-c/Imagen+257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-7326077047832003716</id><published>2008-11-16T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:17:03.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Te Quiero Mucho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SSBiow5AZVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0dD7z-g8sK8/s1600-h/picks+del+cl+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SSBiow5AZVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0dD7z-g8sK8/s320/picks+del+cl+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269320016481772882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola Hermano, hoy estoy acá subiendo esta foto a mi blog.&lt;br /&gt;qiero decirte q hoy me pusiste muy triste,&lt;br /&gt;qiero decirte q no puedo vert asi,&lt;br /&gt;qiero q sepas q sos parte de mi...&lt;br /&gt;qiero q entiendas q te qiiero y con todo mi corazon...&lt;br /&gt;espero puedas cambiar esta manera de ser... espero q puedas salir adelante...&lt;br /&gt;t lo vuelvo a decir, hoy estoy muy triste, y q hago? no sé q hacer... =(&lt;br /&gt;por fabor dejame sonreir, muchas cosas hay en esta vida,&lt;br /&gt;x lo menos vos hermano ponete bien, y haceme sonreir...&lt;br /&gt;Te Qiiero!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Adrii!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-7326077047832003716?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/7326077047832003716/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=7326077047832003716' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/7326077047832003716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/7326077047832003716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/2008/11/te-quiero-mucho.html' title='Te Quiero Mucho'/><author><name>Adri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SSBiow5AZVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0dD7z-g8sK8/s72-c/picks+del+cl+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-3774283861541688973</id><published>2008-10-27T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:28:38.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>estan en mi coashom shom!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SQZ4pG_4vZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3FjKMsD1nlg/s1600-h/SL730299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SQZ4pG_4vZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3FjKMsD1nlg/s320/SL730299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262025862277545362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepan q de mi corazon, no se van a ir jamas, y si los vuelvo a ver&lt;br /&gt;tengan por seguro, q no los voy a dejar ir... hay pero como los extrañoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/TAfsEgpfvlI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QJ8v0aKzHXY/S220/26723_1348208556219_1561490973_30867029_5856717_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SQZ4pG_4vZI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3FjKMsD1nlg/s72-c/SL730299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8743188233700763649.post-7028222289301124223</id><published>2008-10-23T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:27:39.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindos recuerdos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SQExBF4cNeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2lk6OxWWrAE/s1600-h/SL730288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwrpNV2PER8/SQExBF4cNeI/AAAAAAAAAJs/2lk6OxWWrAE/s400/SL730288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260539734573987298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nico de Chaco, Adrii (yo) y Joha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-7028222289301124223?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/7028222289301124223/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=7028222289301124223' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/7028222289301124223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TkrcmVzOw-o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TkrcmVzOw-o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaja q locura q me agarro...:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-5078904006715831368?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/5078904006715831368/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=5078904006715831368' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;pero chee!!... era un cumpleeee&lt;br /&gt;y no podia dejar pasar esto no no&lt;br /&gt;y buenoooo!... los q me conocen sabran jaja...&lt;br /&gt;me qiise hacer la payasa XD :P...&lt;br /&gt;diganme si me salio... o q? nuse...&lt;br /&gt;y la voz q se escucha d fonnndo&lt;br /&gt;cantandooo, es Galiitahh (gala) mi prima&lt;br /&gt;del corazon&lt;br /&gt;q tiene q ponerle afinacion a full a su voz jaja&lt;br /&gt;y we... todo no se peude en la vida :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-wR2lWlISI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-wR2lWlISI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOY ME PASA ESTO, MAÑANA SABRÉ PORQ,&lt;br /&gt;HOY SOY DÉBIL A TODO MAÑANA SERÉ MÁS FUERTE,&lt;br /&gt;HOY ESTOY SUFIENDO, MAÑANA NO SERÁ IGUAL...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-3820024867323592043?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/3820024867323592043/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=3820024867323592043' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/3820024867323592043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X Momentos Pienso Q sería mejor, Morir o seguir viviendo?¿Existe la felicidad completa sin q el sufrimiento pueda interrumpir? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo es difícil, no es fácil, Pero Nada Es Imposible...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-3663184771164960128?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/3663184771164960128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=3663184771164960128' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/3663184771164960128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;cuámto lloro en este infierno,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadie se imagina que detrás de mi disfraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no te puedo olvidar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que en mi  nuevo look me va mucho mejor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se me ve feliz y más conversador,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y hasta dicen que ahora soy el alma de la fiesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en verdad   el mundo vive solo de apariencias,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y es tan fácil desviar los ojos de la realidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo el mundo piensa que el perderte me da igual,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y a ti no te puedo engañar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe que me estoy muriendo,&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;que me ahoga el sentimiento,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadie puede ver que me arrodillo ante el dolor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie sabe cuánto yo te pienso,&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;cuámto lloro en este infierno,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadie se imagina que detrás de mi disfraz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;no te puedo olvidar, ouh no oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no te puedo olvidar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8743188233700763649-5374217478080732725?l=cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosasdlaviida.blogspot.com/feeds/5374217478080732725/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8743188233700763649&amp;postID=5374217478080732725' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/5374217478080732725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8743188233700763649/posts/default/5374217478080732725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;pero eso para ti fue una surprice&lt;br /&gt;por que sabias que te amaba&lt;br /&gt;y por ti mi vida daba&lt;br /&gt;jamas imaginaste un bye bye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te da verguenza observarme y&lt;br /&gt;mirarme a la cara&lt;br /&gt;¿Por que si supuestamente tu no has&lt;br /&gt;hecho nada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da la cara&lt;br /&gt;y acepta que conmigo fuistes mala&lt;br /&gt;que por otro en las noches&lt;br /&gt;tu me cambiabas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero yo le doy gracias a Dios&lt;br /&gt;que te olvide&lt;br /&gt;(yo te olvide)&lt;br /&gt;tu recuerdo de mi mente lo borre&lt;br /&gt;otra mujer llego a mi vida&lt;br /&gt;y te lo juro ahora soy feliz&lt;br /&gt;beybe!! 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