<?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-4809090633911243899</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:27:45.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpe Diem</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>201</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5249015821706423010</id><published>2010-06-10T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T15:49:01.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I hear your name, I can't believe you don't still here and when you walked away, you took my heart with you and tears. This is not the way that I should feel, you took my breath away. My life is once and I just wanna take my time to live.&lt;br /&gt;You've got me by you side, and all I got were words unreal. I can't just resist, you were everything to me. But, I am not the same, I'm not the girl I used to be. At least, I found my self and I begging me a fresh new start.&lt;br /&gt;I know is not the same, but I keep dreaming with your smile. You were saying goodbye, and i was feeling lost inside. I couldn't say no word, the darkness took my soul and all I can remember, is when we walked together. The walls are over me, the room looks empty. Yes im obsessed, but not regreted any more.&lt;br /&gt;Today the sun comes up, it lights my way and I can see you're not the only one. I spread my wings and I feel free. My life is now the best, I have my friends and all I need. The past its only past. &lt;strong&gt;I found my self and I can breath.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-5249015821706423010?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5249015821706423010/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5249015821706423010' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5249015821706423010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5249015821706423010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-i-hear-your-name-i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5387737414527444862</id><published>2010-05-03T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T20:40:28.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S9-WnH8erVI/AAAAAAAAA60/8kr9pMXaF5I/s1600/damn9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467254071542852946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S9-WnH8erVI/AAAAAAAAA60/8kr9pMXaF5I/s400/damn9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And I sing songs about the past. How I was raised and I was thrown out on my ass, cause&lt;strong&gt; I didn't care about going to school.&lt;/strong&gt; And I saw the look in her eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;My mother nearly cried when I had told her that I had wanted to go, just to prove them wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've been smoking cigarettes since I was only fourteen, just to find an escape from this town that was so mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;And I sing songs about my friends. The way we grew up, and all the lose ends we used to laugh, cause we did give a damn. And I saw the look in my brother's eyes. When I told him I was leaving he couldn't help but despise me, he's wanted out his whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I've been smoking the green since I was merely sixteen, just to find an escape from this town that was so mean to me. And I sing songs about the past. I plead for relief, this town won't receive all the things that I want, the things that I need. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;And I'll beg and I'll beg, I'm down on my knees. Mama, oh mama, let me please leave.&lt;/span&gt; I plead for relief this town won't receive all the things that I want, the things that I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I ever wanted was love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-5387737414527444862?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5387737414527444862/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5387737414527444862' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5387737414527444862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5387737414527444862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-i-sing-songs-about-past.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S9-WnH8erVI/AAAAAAAAA60/8kr9pMXaF5I/s72-c/damn9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1189980014047410615</id><published>2010-03-27T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:07:53.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigo pensando en ti como las olas de mar que se envuelven en si mismas y se olvidan de nadar. Sigo esperando el dia para verte despertar, me das la luz. Quiero mirar tus ojos que me saben perdonar, y mi alma se hace anicos solo oirte respirar. Tu le das sentido a todo incluso a esta oscuridad, tu eres luz. Tu no tienes la culpa de las coss que duelen, tu haces bello el retorno y das sentiedo a lo que viene. Tu no tienes la culpa, ni yo. &lt;br /&gt;Has estregado versos que ni el cielo podra, me has llamado con la fuerza de la voz del huracan. Tu me has abrazadocuando todo andaba mal. Tu me diste luz. Tu me diste calma y me la ensenaste a usar, tu trajiste lunas nuevas nuevecitas a estrenar. Yo prendi en tu pelo un alfiler de libertad, porque eres tu. Tu no tienes la culpa de las cosas que no valen, tu me haces bello el retorno y eres mas bella que nadie. Tu no tienes la culpa si te pierdes del baile. Tu me haces bello el desastre, si quisieras perdonarme. Yo no tengo razones pero me da coraje no quiero que me roce ni un solo fleco de este aire. Tu no tienes la razon ni esta cancion ni yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-1189980014047410615?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1189980014047410615/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1189980014047410615' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1189980014047410615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1189980014047410615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/sigo-pensando-en-ti-como-las-olas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3160448268632652747</id><published>2010-03-03T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:13:29.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S47Ctv-hrXI/AAAAAAAAA6k/KEE4HUgjPEk/s1600-h/high-school-musical-3-senior-year-extended-edition-20090219021215188-000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444503090766130546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S47Ctv-hrXI/AAAAAAAAA6k/KEE4HUgjPEk/s400/high-school-musical-3-senior-year-extended-edition-20090219021215188-000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS is MY senior year.&lt;/strong&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/4809090633911243899-3160448268632652747?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3160448268632652747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=3160448268632652747' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3160448268632652747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3160448268632652747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-my-senior-year.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S47Ctv-hrXI/AAAAAAAAA6k/KEE4HUgjPEk/s72-c/high-school-musical-3-senior-year-extended-edition-20090219021215188-000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4325146924925481790</id><published>2010-02-24T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:36:02.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOLLOW ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4W3kP_5fxI/AAAAAAAAA6c/_ww1JV4rzdA/s1600-h/Dibujo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441957558144827154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4W3kP_5fxI/AAAAAAAAA6c/_ww1JV4rzdA/s400/Dibujo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://imwastingtime.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://imwastingtime.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-4325146924925481790?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4325146924925481790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4325146924925481790' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4325146924925481790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4325146924925481790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/follow-me.html' title='FOLLOW ME'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4W3kP_5fxI/AAAAAAAAA6c/_ww1JV4rzdA/s72-c/Dibujo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1304371934977334275</id><published>2010-02-23T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:43:17.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4SQ69nFY7I/AAAAAAAAA6M/IZnqtJVhX7c/s1600-h/0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441633592415708082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4SQ69nFY7I/AAAAAAAAA6M/IZnqtJVhX7c/s400/0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sit tight Im gonna need you to keep time. Come on just snap snap snap your fingers for me. Good good now were making some progress. Come on just tap tap tap your toes to the beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-1304371934977334275?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1304371934977334275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1304371934977334275' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1304371934977334275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1304371934977334275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/sit-tight-im-gonna-need-you-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4SQ69nFY7I/AAAAAAAAA6M/IZnqtJVhX7c/s72-c/0101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1047353883559189450</id><published>2010-02-22T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:19:25.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi nombre es John Alejandro y soy esquizofrénico. No soy nada de atractivo, mucho menos fotogénico. Mi mejor amigo es un payaso que me aconseja, tiene ojos de rana y vive dentro de mi oreja. Él habla mucho y a veces se molesta, y cuando le pregunto cosas casi nunca me contesta. Pero él da la vida por mí y yo doy la vida por él, también sabemos que hay un desnivel dentro de nuestro redondel. La gente piensa que yo estoy enfermo porque corro por la ciudad con mi cuaderno, hablando con los perros con pantalones cortos y unas botas de vaqueros, un paraguas en la mano y un sombrero de torero. Pero no estoy mal del todo también hablo con la gente. Digo muchas mentiras para jugarle con la mente. Me gusta dar mal las direcciones del camino para que la gente siempre llegue tarde a su destino. Ando con dos hadas madrinas volándome por encima cargando jeringuilla repletas de vitaminas con morfinas hasta que mis venas se inunde pues me la paso haciendo muecas y la gente se confunde. Perdóneme si me estoy riendo demasiado, es que ayer se murió mi madre y me botaron del trabajo. Debo 6 meses de renta en mi cartera ni un centavo, y no me baño desde octubre del año pasado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441288770527718306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4NXTr-ga6I/AAAAAAAAA50/GBUjopOW4NA/s400/9E421E17-AA55-4D91-8C51-D02A3B3BFBC9_extra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tengo mi cuerpo todo cicatrizado, con cortaduras profundas y quemaduras en primer grado. Pero no es nada grave nada delicado, es que nunca me doy cuenta porque me la paso todo el día anestesiado. Me gusta caminar solo así hablo con el viento. Nunca he tenido sexo como una monja en un convento. Tranquilo aunque se que puedo explotar de manera repentina como una mina en la segunda guerra mundial, soy un psicomaniático antisocial luego de saludarte me lavo las manos con jabón antibacterial. Soy un paciente mental lo admito, pero eso no te da derecho a mirarme de reojo y a tratarme de lejitos.&lt;br /&gt;Ven acércate no te voy hacer nada. Lo que parece sangre en mi camisa es salsa de tomate derramada. Ven amiguito acércate aquí las tijeras que traigo son para cortar el jardín. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441289326960924882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4NX0E2hWNI/AAAAAAAAA58/KKDXgxR0zmA/s400/4A56892F-2E7D-4040-B181-E59F0935686D_extra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A veces vienen doctores a visitarme con disfraces de fantasmas a tratar de alegrarme porque sufro de trastornos. Ayer metí mi gato en horno y su rabo me lo colgué en el cuello de adorno. Cuando me dan los episodios empiezo a sudar sodio y grito muy fuerte para poder sacar el odio. También me dan miedo las sombras por eso no me atrevo a ir al baño y me orino en la alfombra. Es normal yo solo tengo 13 años, todavía corro bicicletas y no hablo con extraños. Pero si no tomo mis medicinas durante el año todos los días sueño con poder hacerte daño. Picarte en pedacitos con estas mismas tijeras, meterte en bolsas plásticas y guardarte en la nevera. No se asusten hoy me tome mis medicamentos. Estoy de buen humor bien contento con buen aliento. Yo se que llevo cara de serio pero estoy contento. Ahora mismo voy a jugar con mis amigos en el cementerio, de hecho estoy enamorado de unos de mis amigos. Hace un año murió sin dejar rastros ni testigos. Es una niña hermosa con la cara color violeta, todas las noches me acompaña a correr bicicleta. Ella no habla por que es sordomuda y por eso la gente piensa que estoy hablando solo y que necesito ayuda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-1047353883559189450?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1047353883559189450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1047353883559189450' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1047353883559189450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1047353883559189450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/mi-nombre-es-john-alejandro-y-soy.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4NXTr-ga6I/AAAAAAAAA50/GBUjopOW4NA/s72-c/9E421E17-AA55-4D91-8C51-D02A3B3BFBC9_extra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3471230595138682267</id><published>2010-02-22T19:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:37:06.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no skins.. no party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4NNOEBgeBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/UI0M6_lWirI/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441277678787262482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4NNOEBgeBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/UI0M6_lWirI/s400/group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aunque sean la segunda generacion, yo los banco.&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/4809090633911243899-3471230595138682267?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3471230595138682267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=3471230595138682267' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3471230595138682267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3471230595138682267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-skins-no-party.html' title='no skins.. no party'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S4NNOEBgeBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/UI0M6_lWirI/s72-c/group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5350901886240450487</id><published>2010-02-17T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:35:48.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy together live the love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3yymxL_ptI/AAAAAAAAA5M/1gqF6LbLmRE/s1600-h/tumblr_kxmzu7aKnA1qb0msqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439418829065135826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3yymxL_ptI/AAAAAAAAA5M/1gqF6LbLmRE/s400/tumblr_kxmzu7aKnA1qb0msqo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-5350901886240450487?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5350901886240450487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5350901886240450487' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5350901886240450487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5350901886240450487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_17.html' title='happy together live the love'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3yymxL_ptI/AAAAAAAAA5M/1gqF6LbLmRE/s72-c/tumblr_kxmzu7aKnA1qb0msqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1236312518040797736</id><published>2010-02-16T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:22:30.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Making my way downtown walking fast faces passed and I´m home bound. Staring blankly ahead just making my way, making my way through the crowd. Now I need you. Now I miss you. And now I wonder..&lt;br /&gt;If I could fall into the sky. Do you think time would pass me by? Cause you know I´d walk a thousand miles if I could just see you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;It´s always times like these when I think of you and I wonder if you ever think of me. Cause everything´s so wrong and I don´t belong living in your precious memories.&lt;br /&gt;And I don´t want to let you know. I drown in your memory. I don´t want to let this go. I don´t..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439109340419951746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3uZIKI9jII/AAAAAAAAA5E/iGFLRdQRSpM/s400/5248_104455071566_10442871566_2626406_2249288_n.jpg" border="0" /&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/4809090633911243899-1236312518040797736?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1236312518040797736/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1236312518040797736' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1236312518040797736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1236312518040797736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-my-way-downtown-walking-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3uZIKI9jII/AAAAAAAAA5E/iGFLRdQRSpM/s72-c/5248_104455071566_10442871566_2626406_2249288_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1221976412543663865</id><published>2010-02-16T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T19:56:15.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's make our own rules, we can't question why.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3toylerN7I/AAAAAAAAA48/Wc1I5T2y9xE/s1600-h/26324426-40180fcd92550c7047b264f210d56ea8_4a9ddc9f-scaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439056193243527090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3toylerN7I/AAAAAAAAA48/Wc1I5T2y9xE/s200/26324426-40180fcd92550c7047b264f210d56ea8_4a9ddc9f-scaled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3tnsobGDZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/0NhJU326Vsg/s1600-h/26323245-684d683b72f6cb6596e6b1f208bff740_4a9dd497-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439054991442972050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3tnsobGDZI/AAAAAAAAA4k/0NhJU326Vsg/s200/26323245-684d683b72f6cb6596e6b1f208bff740_4a9dd497-full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're still standing but we're so far from home covered in bandage. I'm turning myself into stone so I can let you go. It's not the end I know cause our hearts will beat once more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-1221976412543663865?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1221976412543663865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1221976412543663865' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1221976412543663865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1221976412543663865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-make-our-own-rules-we-cant.html' title='Let&apos;s make our own rules, we can&apos;t question why.'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3toylerN7I/AAAAAAAAA48/Wc1I5T2y9xE/s72-c/26324426-40180fcd92550c7047b264f210d56ea8_4a9ddc9f-scaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4918951816334181989</id><published>2010-02-15T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:24:29.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UH LALALA UH LALALA UH LALALA UUH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3naLRgYNyI/AAAAAAAAA4M/dbCpUWn773I/s1600-h/kari.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438617912239208226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3naLRgYNyI/AAAAAAAAA4M/dbCpUWn773I/s400/kari.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-4918951816334181989?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4918951816334181989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4918951816334181989' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4918951816334181989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4918951816334181989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/uh-lalala-uh-lalala-uh-lalala-uuuuh.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3naLRgYNyI/AAAAAAAAA4M/dbCpUWn773I/s72-c/kari.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-2271689647510522533</id><published>2010-02-15T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:33:10.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3nZdObPN8I/AAAAAAAAA4E/rJwuJMXAJLk/s1600-h/kai+z+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438617121138358210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3nZdObPN8I/AAAAAAAAA4E/rJwuJMXAJLk/s400/kai+z+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; V&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;UELVAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438617019739795970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3nZXUr78gI/AAAAAAAAA38/vs6rI1cpAYc/s400/36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/4809090633911243899-2271689647510522533?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2271689647510522533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=2271689647510522533' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2271689647510522533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2271689647510522533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/v-uelvan.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3nZdObPN8I/AAAAAAAAA4E/rJwuJMXAJLk/s72-c/kai+z+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-541792676737692769</id><published>2010-02-15T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:24:37.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3nXdMD_hoI/AAAAAAAAA30/yxvB_Rg9n-k/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438614921480734338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3nXdMD_hoI/AAAAAAAAA30/yxvB_Rg9n-k/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope you know this ain't easy, easy for me.&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/4809090633911243899-541792676737692769?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/541792676737692769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=541792676737692769' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/541792676737692769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/541792676737692769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/hope-you-know-this-aint-easy-easy-for.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3nXdMD_hoI/AAAAAAAAA30/yxvB_Rg9n-k/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-6826894524653877630</id><published>2010-02-13T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:44:06.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM... YOURS</title><content type='html'>(dsp subo los videos jaja)&lt;br /&gt;como la rompiste negra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-6826894524653877630?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6826894524653877630/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=6826894524653877630' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6826894524653877630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6826894524653877630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-yours.html' title='I AM... YOURS'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1357640403250372610</id><published>2010-02-09T00:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:04:27.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Nunca te paso de estar tan emocionado por algo y que vengan y te caguen la idea? Nunca te paso que sentis que expresas todo lo que sentis pero la otra persona no se da cuenta? Nunca hiciste como si no te pasara nada aunque no puedas mas? Nunca sentiste que estan pensando en vos pero es completamente una mentira? Nunca creiste que todos se dan cuenta de tu esfuerzo pero en realidad no les importa? Nunca sentiste que desprecien ese esfuerzo que nisiquiera notan? Nunca te paso? Que cuando mas necesitas que te reconozcan algo lo pasen de largo? Nunca te paso que te sentiste merecedor de algo pero nunca te lo reconocieron? Nunca trataste de buscar una manera de entender lo que te pasa? Nunca te paso que de un segundo para el otro te sientas realmente bien, hasta que llega algo, alguien y con solo una palabra, una cosa que hace se te cae el mundo? Nunca te convenciste a vos mismo cuando sabias que no era posible? Nunca te paso que nadie se da cuenta de que con una simple cosa te pueden hacer feliz? Nunca te paso que tengas que discutir por idioteces que al final siempre te terminan dando la razon? Nunca te sentiste tan solo que nisiquiera te prestas atencion a vos mismo? Nunca necesitaste algo y no sabias que? Nunca te sentiste diferente? Nunca cambiaste de un dia para el otro? Nunca te paso no saber ni vos mismo quien sos? Nunca te paso pensar en tu futuro y no saber que vas a ser? Nunca te paso estar en el medio de la nada sin saber a donde ir? Nunca te paso salir corriendo pero no saber por que? Nunca te paso querer escapar de un problema sin solucion? Nunca sentiste que perdias las esperanzas? Nunca te paso no querer seguir, sea lo que sea? Nunca te paso querer estar con una sola persona y no poder hacerlo? Nunca sentiste tanto odio por lo que sea que lastimaste a una persona? Nunca te paso que te saquen lo unico y lo que mas queres en la vida? Nunca te paso que lo unico que te hace feliz, olvidarte de las cosas, aunque este al lado tuyo no la puedas usar? Nunca necesitaste a una persona al lado tuyo por el minimo tiempo que sea? Nunca te paso querer despejarte la cabeza solo unas horas y que te lo prohiban? Nunca te presionaron tanto que ya ni intenciones de hacerlo tenes? Nunca te diste tanta manija con algo que lo terminaste aceptando?&lt;br /&gt;Nunca te paso? Porque a mi si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-1357640403250372610?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1357640403250372610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1357640403250372610' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1357640403250372610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1357640403250372610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/nunca-te-paso-de-estar-tan-emocionado_09.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-7606665618592223510</id><published>2010-02-09T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:03:36.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3EW0_mb2wI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Fp0b_rLY0tE/s1600-h/muvfwp.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436151324894550786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3EW0_mb2wI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Fp0b_rLY0tE/s400/muvfwp.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-7606665618592223510?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7606665618592223510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=7606665618592223510' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7606665618592223510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7606665618592223510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S3EW0_mb2wI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Fp0b_rLY0tE/s72-c/muvfwp.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-8525927383664405502</id><published>2010-02-04T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:47:57.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i’m dreaming california</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S2uiulyX65I/AAAAAAAAA3k/1Up1Tn3MFQw/s1600-h/DSC02423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434616296653712274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S2uiulyX65I/AAAAAAAAA3k/1Up1Tn3MFQw/s400/DSC02423.JPG" 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/4809090633911243899-8525927383664405502?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8525927383664405502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=8525927383664405502' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8525927383664405502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8525927383664405502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/everydays-im-dreaming-califormnia.html' title='i’m dreaming california'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S2uiulyX65I/AAAAAAAAA3k/1Up1Tn3MFQw/s72-c/DSC02423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-8273493252765669663</id><published>2010-02-04T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:30:46.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Safety pins holding up the things that make you mine. About your hair, you needn't care, you look beautiful all the time. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shine, shine, shine on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yes. Wont you shine, shine on.&lt;br /&gt;Your magazines, at people at the seams but you still read. I must admit, I don't believe in it but I see how you get sucked in. Wont you shine, shine on because your not done.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you bite the hand that feeds you. Why do you? Why do you bite the hand that feeds...you!&lt;br /&gt;Safety pins holding up the things that make you mine. About your hair, you needn't care.&lt;br /&gt;You look beautiful all the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434580617982168082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S2uCR0YMzBI/AAAAAAAAA3c/vhQ6kUNbK7E/s400/david2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-8273493252765669663?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8273493252765669663/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=8273493252765669663' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8273493252765669663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8273493252765669663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/safety-pins-holding-up-things-that-make.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S2uCR0YMzBI/AAAAAAAAA3c/vhQ6kUNbK7E/s72-c/david2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4446612753693904832</id><published>2010-01-27T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:33:40.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEYONCE&lt;/strong&gt; 12-2-10&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431613198076315522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S2D3bPyph4I/AAAAAAAAA3U/BpZbCcL1AHU/s400/beyon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-4446612753693904832?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4446612753693904832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4446612753693904832' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4446612753693904832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4446612753693904832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/beyonce-12-2-10.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S2D3bPyph4I/AAAAAAAAA3U/BpZbCcL1AHU/s72-c/beyon2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-2578802203522040497</id><published>2010-01-26T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:48:02.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Everyday, I look around seems that no one's ever satisfied. Could it be, that underneath we've all got something to hide? From the moment we arrive we want to fill the space inside, we all need to feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;If it's love that keeps us breathin', gives us something to believe in. Is it fear that makes us blind? Tell me, why is love so hard to find? If we hear so much about it and we can't go on without it, let the mystery unwind. Tell me, why is love so hard to find?&lt;br /&gt;All I know is when you find it, even earth can feel like you're in heaven. Tell me now, unlock the secret. Help us all to find the hidden treasure. From the moment we arrive, we want to fill the space inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We all need to feel alive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't you know I'm never gonna give up 'til I find the love? I'll be searchin' the whole world over to find my love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S19-L09k7_I/AAAAAAAAA2c/r6LIYqI_bS8/s1600-h/2489306272_2513344c69_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431198417292685298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S19-L09k7_I/AAAAAAAAA2c/r6LIYqI_bS8/s400/2489306272_2513344c69_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-2578802203522040497?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2578802203522040497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=2578802203522040497' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2578802203522040497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2578802203522040497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/everyday-i-look-around-seems-that-no.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S19-L09k7_I/AAAAAAAAA2c/r6LIYqI_bS8/s72-c/2489306272_2513344c69_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5075472666638020813</id><published>2010-01-07T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:23:22.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll miss u!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chau hermoso, chau mi amor. Chau mi querido blog. Depende como me despierte a la mañana te llevo conmigo o te abandono por unos 15 dias, no es tanto. No me extrañes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo si te voy a extrañar (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With love. B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-5075472666638020813?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5075472666638020813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5075472666638020813' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5075472666638020813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5075472666638020813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/chau-hermoso-chau-mi-amor.html' title='I&apos;ll miss u!'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-8385628811268604647</id><published>2010-01-05T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:30:08.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future may be all I really need</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything's cool, yeah. It's all gonna be okay, yeah. And I know. Maybe I'll even laugh about it someday. But not today, cause I don't feel so good. I'm tangled up inside. My heart is on my sleeve. Tomorrow is a mystery to me. And it might be wonderful, it might be magical. It might be everything I've waited for. A miracle. But even if I fall in love again with someone new, it could never be the way I loved you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-8385628811268604647?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8385628811268604647/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=8385628811268604647' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8385628811268604647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8385628811268604647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/future-may-be-all-i-really-need.html' title='Future may be all I really need'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4868164948850347104</id><published>2010-01-04T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:08:54.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Cada corazon es una celula revolucionaria&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S0LlCGT__gI/AAAAAAAAA2U/9mwVMOZc5Mw/s1600-h/DSC072162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423148725524495874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S0LlCGT__gI/AAAAAAAAA2U/9mwVMOZc5Mw/s400/DSC072162.jpg" 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/4809090633911243899-4868164948850347104?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4868164948850347104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4868164948850347104' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4868164948850347104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4868164948850347104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/cada-corazon-es-una-celula.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S0LlCGT__gI/AAAAAAAAA2U/9mwVMOZc5Mw/s72-c/DSC072162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-6846939347111210869</id><published>2010-01-04T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:55:45.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO I AM: FREAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S0Lg1Ljk1TI/AAAAAAAAA2M/UKXqamQ6Va0/s1600-h/WHOAAAAAIEM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423144105547191602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S0Lg1Ljk1TI/AAAAAAAAA2M/UKXqamQ6Va0/s400/WHOAAAAAIEM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I want someone to &lt;strong&gt;love me&lt;/strong&gt; for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to &lt;strong&gt;need me&lt;/strong&gt;, is that so bad?&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;wanna break all the madness&lt;/strong&gt; but it's all I have.&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to &lt;strong&gt;love me&lt;/strong&gt;. For who I am.&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/4809090633911243899-6846939347111210869?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6846939347111210869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=6846939347111210869' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6846939347111210869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6846939347111210869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-i-am-weird.html' title='WHO I AM: FREAK'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/S0Lg1Ljk1TI/AAAAAAAAA2M/UKXqamQ6Va0/s72-c/WHOAAAAAIEM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3971533074178844863</id><published>2010-01-04T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:15:52.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>1. Do you have any big plans for November? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;MMM NOPE&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt; 2. What upcoming event are you most looking forward to? &lt;strong&gt;MILEEEEY AND BARILOOOO CHE&lt;/strong&gt; 3.Ever done something you regretted ? &lt;strong&gt;YES&lt;/strong&gt; 4. Quote something from last night: &lt;strong&gt;I SAW 4 MOVIES (:&lt;/strong&gt; 5. What time did you wake up today? &lt;strong&gt;3.30&lt;/strong&gt; 6. What does your last incoming text say? &lt;strong&gt;MM IDK&lt;/strong&gt; 7. What happened last time you got drunk? &lt;strong&gt;I DONT REMEMBER (: THATS THE POINT&lt;/strong&gt; 8. What's one song that makes you cry? &lt;strong&gt;MM ITS DEPEND&lt;/strong&gt; 9. Have you recently been insulted?&lt;strong&gt; YYES&lt;/strong&gt; 10. Have you ever kissed someone who was high? &lt;strong&gt;I DONT THINK SO&lt;/strong&gt; 11. Is the last person you kissed more than a year older than you?&lt;strong&gt; YYES&lt;/strong&gt; 12. How many days a week do you work? &lt;strong&gt;NONE&lt;/strong&gt; 13. Are there people you feel more connected to than others? &lt;strong&gt;OF COURSE&lt;/strong&gt; 14. Is there ONE person you feel more connected to than others? &lt;strong&gt;YES (?)&lt;/strong&gt; 15. Are you more like your mother or your father? &lt;strong&gt;MOTHER&lt;/strong&gt; 16. Has someone ever made you a promise &amp;amp; broke it? &lt;strong&gt;YEAHP &lt;/strong&gt;1 7. Do you wish at 11:11? &lt;strong&gt;NEVER &lt;/strong&gt;18. Do you have any tattoos or piercings? &lt;strong&gt;I WISH&lt;/strong&gt; 19. The person you fell hardest for died today, how would you feel? &lt;strong&gt;WTF?&lt;/strong&gt; 20.What is your current ringtone? &lt;strong&gt;I AM WHAT I AM&lt;/strong&gt; 21. What is your worst relationship quality? &lt;strong&gt;JEALOUS&lt;/strong&gt; 22. What was your most recent serious injury? &lt;strong&gt;MM I THINK ONCE I TWISTED MY ANKLE :l&lt;/strong&gt; 23. Was it your fault your last relationship failed? &lt;strong&gt;CHEATING &lt;/strong&gt;24. Ever drawn on somebody at a sleepover? &lt;strong&gt;HAHA YEAH&lt;/strong&gt; 25. Did the last person you kissed mean anything to you? &lt;strong&gt;NOPE&lt;/strong&gt; 26. What shirt have you not worn in a while that you would like to?&lt;strong&gt; IDK... JB SHIT?&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;where is the 27? &lt;/em&gt;- 28. When was the last time that you were hit on? &lt;strong&gt;I DOOONT KNOW&lt;/strong&gt; 29. What is the next concert you are going to and where are you seeing it? &lt;strong&gt;I HOPE BEYONCE, BUT MILEY &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 30. Who was the last person you cried in front of? &lt;strong&gt;MY PARENTS&lt;/strong&gt; 32. Why? &lt;strong&gt;CAUSE THEY DIDNT TAKE ME TO A PARTY&lt;/strong&gt; 33. Have you ever been pressured to do something? Honestly, did you give in to it?: &lt;strong&gt;MM YES AND YES&lt;/strong&gt; 34. Your mood? &lt;strong&gt;WEIRD&lt;/strong&gt; 35. What are you currently listening to? &lt;strong&gt;MICHAEL BUBLE FOR SURE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-3971533074178844863?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3971533074178844863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=3971533074178844863' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3971533074178844863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3971533074178844863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-499108758908686433</id><published>2009-12-23T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T16:03:36.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Errar es humano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418586399280653506" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sy06PpCuwrI/AAAAAAAAAwU/fCqiyCDv7CY/s400/ash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417050132868514626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sy06ZSQcQ0I/AAAAAAAAAwc/V8YEy6ZGQ_g/s400/ashto.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417050339380667442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sy06lTkxpDI/AAAAAAAAAwk/BZ6NNH2Et8E/s400/14367_208194422819_56759922819_3596142_4706429_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-6437094917781582594?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6437094917781582594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=6437094917781582594' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6437094917781582594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6437094917781582594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/su-trabajo-es-darles-placer.html' title='treinta Y uno de diciembre &lt;3'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sy06PpCuwrI/AAAAAAAAAwU/fCqiyCDv7CY/s72-c/ash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-6849863521504097802</id><published>2009-12-18T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:19:32.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SyxAciB4y7I/AAAAAAAAAwM/C2sd17Fg0so/s1600-h/Dibujo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416775310735100850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SyxAciB4y7I/AAAAAAAAAwM/C2sd17Fg0so/s400/Dibujo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Syv7rzLa-KI/AAAAAAAAAwE/PZyEVrbV9Sg/s400/ejfwn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Durante el año suelo pasar por varios momentos &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;raros,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;aburridos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;complicados,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amorosos,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;divertidos,&lt;/span&gt; de&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; peleas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;guerras,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;paz y amor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;amistad&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;musica&lt;/span&gt;, de &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;salidas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;encierros&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;estudio,&lt;/span&gt; bronca,&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; cansancio,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;risa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;llanto,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lluvias,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;sol.&lt;/span&gt; Estoy muy emocionada, o muy desepcionada. Estoy anciosa, o muy vacia. Paso del fanatismo completo a no hacerlo. Me olvido de todo, o no puedo parar de pensar. Es algo raro, hasta hace unos dias estaba en stand by pero hace dos semanas que mi vida es: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;caos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Estudio, nervios, miedos. Muchisimo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;miedo,&lt;/span&gt; de no poder pasar el mejor año de mi vida con mis&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; amigas&lt;/span&gt;, con mis amigos, de estar &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;encerrada &lt;/span&gt;un año mas en esa posilga de&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; colegio&lt;/span&gt; al que voy. De tener que soportar un año mas a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;cada pelotudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; que se cree mas por darme ordenes y yo como una&lt;strong&gt; idiota&lt;/strong&gt; tener que cumplirlas. De tener que pasar todo el &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;verano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; con el &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;corazon &lt;/span&gt;en la boca pensando que si no daba alguna bien me iba a pasar todo eso, que para mi es practicamente lo&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;peor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; que me puede pasar en el mundo, no estar con mis amigas. Pero hoy la queridisima señora &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Urso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (queridisima hasta ahi digamos jaja) me dio la meeeejor noticia posible. Un glorioso&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt; 6-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; en la materia que me complica la vida, que es mi karma y que me va a seguir practicamente hasta que me muera. Bah, en realidad la llegaria a amar por completo el 21 de diciembre a las... 10 de la mañana cuando me entregue la de 3ro, que seguramente este bien, por eso nisiquiera me preocupo. O sea, no es una posibilidad que me vaya mal, es asi. Asique a este momento de mi vida lo llamaria...&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;alivio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Paz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; por fin llego lo que mas deseo desde el 1 de marzo, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;divinas &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;vacaciones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sol, salidas, amigos, playa. Se que va a ser por poco tiempo, no es tanto como me gustaria a mi, pero por eso lo voy a tratar de disfrutar al maaaximo. En el verano la gente esta mas linda, mas divertida, mas suelta. Es lo mejor. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;AMO EL VERANO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, creo que se nota. Puedo llegar a ahcer cuentas y cuentas deseadno que llegue este mismisimo dia en el que digo: listo, por casi dos meses &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soy libre&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Me gustria decir que por tres meses lo soy, pero bueno estoy en un colegio de mierda que no me lo permite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No podria decir que &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;estoy completa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, pero casi que si. Hace mucho tiempo que no me sentia tan asi conmigo misma. Este año estuve mas en pleito conmigo misma que en paz. Seria tambien que no estaba completamente perfecta con las relaciones externas. Pero supuestamente hay que quererse a uno mismo para poder querer a los demas, para mi no. Empezas queriendo a los otros, y te queres porque ves que otro te quiere. Te hace sentir que sos &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;alguien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; algo importante en su vida, y eso es lo que me hace quererme por lo que soy. Pero claramente, tiene que haber una paz antes. Creo que &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ya llegue a esa paz&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; donde esta todo bien conmigo, con los demas pero igual, falta ese ALGO pero que yo misma no lo puedo conseguir. Viene solo. O mejor dicho faltan menos de 4 meses para que llegue el posible amor de mi vida [&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PEDRO &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ] jaja. Por dios, como voy a malcriar a ese bebe&lt;/span&gt;. Voy a hacer que haga todo lo que no pude hacer! jaja anque sea nene, no me improta. Va a tener los mismos sueños que yo, son unisex despues de todo, no? jaja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se podria decir que es como una carta de despedida (?) jaja, que claramente nadie la va a leer. Quizas sofi y franquito (si es que todavia se acuerda de mi :P). Pero bueno. Es un año mas, o uno menos jaja.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;El año que viene va a ser el mejor año de la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; lo se y lo espero con ansias. Pienso enfiestarme todos los dias, tratar de ahcer algo asi no me clavo como este año, aunque no me importa hacerlo poruqe ya nada me puede retener en esa caca. Y nada.. eso basicamente. Hace como dos semanas que no podia entrar y hacer y escribir lo que queria, asique me descargue por un buen rato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chau, hasta la proxima (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/4809090633911243899-6076756946094063998?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6076756946094063998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=6076756946094063998' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6076756946094063998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6076756946094063998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/felicidad.html' title='felicidad'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Syv7rzLa-KI/AAAAAAAAAwE/PZyEVrbV9Sg/s72-c/ejfwn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-8508939456745968600</id><published>2009-12-11T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T15:42:40.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SyLYPrGWjPI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nmXfVY3dZvM/s1600-h/agyhuj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414127465831763186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SyLYPrGWjPI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nmXfVY3dZvM/s400/agyhuj.jpg" 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/4809090633911243899-8508939456745968600?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8508939456745968600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=8508939456745968600' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8508939456745968600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8508939456745968600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SyLYPrGWjPI/AAAAAAAAAv0/nmXfVY3dZvM/s72-c/agyhuj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1627472791950224137</id><published>2009-12-02T18:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:24:36.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SxchVIDHz-I/AAAAAAAAAvs/lYUmsxe-inw/s1600-h/Panic-panic-at-the-disco-8152874-600-401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410830124130488290" style="DISPLAY: block; 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I feel myself get tired.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe I was mistaken. I heard a rumor that you quit this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;day and age&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, maybe I was mistaken. Bless your body, bless your soul. Pray for peace and self control. I gotta believe it's worth it without a victory, I'm so sanctified and free. Well, maybe I'm just mistaken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Lesson learned and the wheels keep turning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This is the world that we live in. I can't take blame for two. And maybe we'll make it through. Bless your body, bless your soul. Reel me in and cut my throat. Underneath the waterfall, baby we're still in this boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;This is the world that we live in, feel myself get tired. This is the world that we live in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;falling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;There's no next time around a storm wastes its water on me but, my heart was free. I guess it's the world that we live in. It's not too late for that. This is the world that we live in. And no, we can't go back. This is the world that we live in. We still want something real. This is the world that we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that we can heal over time.&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/4809090633911243899-8756936814633228564?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8756936814633228564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=8756936814633228564' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8756936814633228564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8756936814633228564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y mas en www.youtube.com/user/belebebe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-1051932895334523903?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1051932895334523903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1051932895334523903' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1051932895334523903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1051932895334523903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-rompieron.html' title='La rompieron!'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-7511801304390626342</id><published>2009-11-27T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:05:36.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SxAU1Zh8oSI/AAAAAAAAAus/usvbMgAwsT0/s1600/the-killers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408846060090859810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SxAU1Zh8oSI/AAAAAAAAAus/usvbMgAwsT0/s400/the-killers.jpg" 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/4809090633911243899-7511801304390626342?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7511801304390626342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=7511801304390626342' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7511801304390626342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7511801304390626342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/hoy.html' title='HOY!'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SxAU1Zh8oSI/AAAAAAAAAus/usvbMgAwsT0/s72-c/the-killers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3571570907672260320</id><published>2009-11-25T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T13:39:20.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sw2jsttpNTI/AAAAAAAAAuk/1zki_JrvStI/s1600/33092381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408158716122445106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sw2jsttpNTI/AAAAAAAAAuk/1zki_JrvStI/s400/33092381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ALL &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; NEED IS &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-3571570907672260320?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3571570907672260320/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1294454531551031245</id><published>2009-11-23T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:22:03.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep your ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Save some face, you know you've only got one. Change your ways while you're young. Boy, one day you'll be a man. Oh girl, he'll help you understand. Smile like you mean it. Looking back at sunsets on the Eastside. We lost track of the time. Dreams aren't what they used to be. Some things sat by so carelessly. So smile like you mean it-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;4 días!&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/4809090633911243899-1294454531551031245?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1294454531551031245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1294454531551031245' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1294454531551031245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1294454531551031245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/save-some-face-you-know-youve-only-got.html' title='keep your ways'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1303851501309199291</id><published>2009-11-20T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:22:35.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Swd6b1Rd_EI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ZgXjNO0xZJc/s1600/11045_1259957415774_1134822273_30859773_6372453_n-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406424496256973890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Swd6b1Rd_EI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ZgXjNO0xZJc/s400/11045_1259957415774_1134822273_30859773_6372453_n-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stop your breathing everytime I'm around. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl your body's sweating and your hands start to shake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you can't control your eyes but, I know that your looks are fake. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tease me once and I swear I'll forget how it feels when youve got nothing left. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well take it slow and only work at it sometimes oh yeah... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;Can you take me back to the person I used to be? Back when you were there for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Know it seems like forever but, do me this favor please. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Way back when we were stupid held grudges just to help us sleep oh my God, how ridiculous were we?&lt;/em&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/4809090633911243899-1303851501309199291?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1303851501309199291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1303851501309199291' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1303851501309199291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1303851501309199291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-stop-your-breathin-everytime-im.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Swd6b1Rd_EI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ZgXjNO0xZJc/s72-c/11045_1259957415774_1134822273_30859773_6372453_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-7989087901829150995</id><published>2009-11-20T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:24:44.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;He knows exactly what to do, whenever I’m alone with him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I can barely make a move by the time the he opens up his eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He sings to me at night. He singing:&lt;/span&gt; p&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; r&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;a p&lt;/span&gt;a p&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; p&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; r&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;a p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; p&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; ra p&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; r&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; p&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I know that he barely knows me, and I’m fake in love with him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;It’s like I’m singing karaoke, and &lt;em&gt;I forgot the second verse&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But, I can make up my own words.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I know our love is new. I barely know you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I’ve &lt;strong&gt;fallen over you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It’s the way you do the things you do that make me fall in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Are you in love with me too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He’s got a little bit of money and a little bit of this and its all he needs to live.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I’ve got a little bit of love and a little bit of that and it’s all I have to give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;This time, I’ll try not to show that I am not letting go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I’ll show you and you’ll know that I’m not letting go.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I’m in love with you, are you in love with me too?&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/4809090633911243899-7989087901829150995?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7989087901829150995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=7989087901829150995' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7989087901829150995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7989087901829150995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-knows-exactly-what-to-do-whenever-im.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3620501772582080388</id><published>2009-11-16T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:25:24.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>could you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating &lt;strong&gt;faster, faster. &lt;/strong&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating faster. I've got more win, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me. Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? No, no, no, you know it will always just be me. Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster. So testosterone boys and harlequin girls. Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404870797731379474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SwH1WrOpORI/AAAAAAAAAuU/lD2P9jou0vs/s400/ed-westwick-gq-magazine-fall-fashion-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Let's get these teen hearts beating&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;faster&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-3620501772582080388?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3620501772582080388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=3620501772582080388' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3620501772582080388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3620501772582080388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-get-these-teen-hearts-beating.html' title='could you?'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SwH1WrOpORI/AAAAAAAAAuU/lD2P9jou0vs/s72-c/ed-westwick-gq-magazine-fall-fashion-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-6464474098373738362</id><published>2009-11-14T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:03:05.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sv8kqtzelzI/AAAAAAAAAuE/2FbMSGMQ-oo/s1600-h/11045_1260479188818_1134822273_30860975_137496_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404078394136500018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sv8kqtzelzI/AAAAAAAAAuE/2FbMSGMQ-oo/s400/11045_1260479188818_1134822273_30860975_137496_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;halalalalala my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;my!&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/4809090633911243899-6464474098373738362?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6464474098373738362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=6464474098373738362' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6464474098373738362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6464474098373738362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/shalalalalala-my-oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sv8kqtzelzI/AAAAAAAAAuE/2FbMSGMQ-oo/s72-c/11045_1260479188818_1134822273_30860975_137496_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3379461732282067957</id><published>2009-11-08T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:25:44.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>scream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SveAGXBq0lI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TMZgUlItSCo/s1600-h/DSC072242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401927124802785874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SveAGXBq0lI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TMZgUlItSCo/s400/DSC072242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-3379461732282067957?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3379461732282067957/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=3379461732282067957' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3379461732282067957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3379461732282067957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-make-me-wanna-lose-control.html' title='scream!'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SveAGXBq0lI/AAAAAAAAAt8/TMZgUlItSCo/s72-c/DSC072242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-2369367915982961309</id><published>2009-11-05T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:25:55.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SvN7DJ450NI/AAAAAAAAAt0/3lXCkwfQGH8/s1600-h/blake-lively-marie-claire-december-2009-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I can't do the talk, like the talk on the TV. And I can't do a love song, like the way it's meant to be. I can't do everything, but I'd do anything for you. I can't do anything, except be in love with you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400795672271769810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SvN7DJ450NI/AAAAAAAAAt0/3lXCkwfQGH8/s400/blake-lively-marie-claire-december-2009-03.jpg" 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/4809090633911243899-2369367915982961309?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2369367915982961309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=2369367915982961309' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2369367915982961309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2369367915982961309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-do-talk-like-talk-on-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SvN7DJ450NI/AAAAAAAAAt0/3lXCkwfQGH8/s72-c/blake-lively-marie-claire-december-2009-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-2732623720229921352</id><published>2009-10-25T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T16:19:40.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SuTc8YHSzFI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ZMnNBSbi2eI/s1600-h/joe-jonas-sexy-peinado-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396681183320001618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SuTc8YHSzFI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ZMnNBSbi2eI/s400/joe-jonas-sexy-peinado-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mm, me mojé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-2732623720229921352?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2732623720229921352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=2732623720229921352' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2732623720229921352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2732623720229921352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/mm-me-moje.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SuTc8YHSzFI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ZMnNBSbi2eI/s72-c/joe-jonas-sexy-peinado-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-6552614432954813367</id><published>2009-10-21T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T19:57:50.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>party every day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395249997145468786" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Cuz right now it says that we can't come to the phone, and I know it makes no sense. Cuz you walked out the door, but it's the only way I hear your voice anymore -it's ridiculous- It's been months and for some reason I just can't get over us. And I'm stronger then this. Enough is enough. No more walkin round with my head down. I'm so over being blue. Cryin over you. And I'm so sick of love songs So tired of tears. So done with wishing you were still here. Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow. So why can't I turn off the radio? Gotta fix that calender I have that's marked July 15th because since there's no more you. There's no more anniversary. I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you and your memory. And how every song reminds me of what used to be. That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs. Why can't I turn off the radio Leave me alone -Stupid love songs- Dont make me think about her smile or having my first child. Let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393002320202786850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/StfLCXCLaCI/AAAAAAAAAq0/hOsXfVULZ_8/s400/SDC10738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-4870161786183729755?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4870161786183729755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4870161786183729755' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;27-11&lt;/span&gt; THE KILLERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392610507955862354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/StZmr4q_e1I/AAAAAAAAAqs/IaQ_wuNQN3c/s400/thekillers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-7144444983374039197?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7144444983374039197/comments/default' 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&lt;3'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4957391579476187329</id><published>2009-10-11T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:50:52.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/StJTIwadppI/AAAAAAAAAqc/6eydFDIThoU/s1600-h/justinbbbbbbbabe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391463113815860882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/StJTIwadppI/AAAAAAAAAqc/6eydFDIThoU/s400/justinbbbbbbbabe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm gonna put you first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll show you what you're worth, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you let me inside your world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-4957391579476187329?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4957391579476187329/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4957391579476187329' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4957391579476187329'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Ss1bAv8aDtI/AAAAAAAAAqU/4Vy8U3ZdZtM/s1600-h/double-gulp-again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390064397460311762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Ss1bAv8aDtI/AAAAAAAAAqU/4Vy8U3ZdZtM/s400/double-gulp-again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not&lt;strong&gt; hook up&lt;/strong&gt;, up. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I go slow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So if you want me, I don't come cheap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep your thing in your pants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;your heart on your sleeve.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/4809090633911243899-32470569214133288?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/32470569214133288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=32470569214133288' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/32470569214133288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/32470569214133288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-do-not-hook-up-up.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Ss1bAv8aDtI/AAAAAAAAAqU/4Vy8U3ZdZtM/s72-c/double-gulp-again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1018736164654557185</id><published>2009-10-05T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:05:17.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Ssqzm61xODI/AAAAAAAAAqM/QPIM3ps-fsM/s1600-h/jessica-szohr-burger-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389317385313400882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Ssqzm61xODI/AAAAAAAAAqM/QPIM3ps-fsM/s400/jessica-szohr-burger-03.jpg" 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/4809090633911243899-1018736164654557185?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1018736164654557185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1018736164654557185' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1018736164654557185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KZZESaBR4Rc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KZZESaBR4Rc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-7774912240651494599?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7774912240651494599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-7959460415096282099</id><published>2009-10-05T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:25:14.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389216182281031698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SspXkIKl0BI/AAAAAAAAAqE/-bPACa55Bqs/s400/SDC10625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I want the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, money and the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, cars and the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clothes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I suppose. I just wanna be, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just wanna be successful&lt;/strong&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/4809090633911243899-7959460415096282099?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7959460415096282099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=7959460415096282099' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7959460415096282099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7959460415096282099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-want-money-money-and-cars-cars-and.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SspXkIKl0BI/AAAAAAAAAqE/-bPACa55Bqs/s72-c/SDC10625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1234311617147699385</id><published>2009-10-04T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:16:07.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SslWLSjxFPI/AAAAAAAAAps/T4STVzU-ScU/s1600-h/SDC10785.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388933181085914354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SslWLSjxFPI/AAAAAAAAAps/T4STVzU-ScU/s400/SDC10785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A veces me siento perdida, inquieta, sola y confundida. Entonces me ato a las estrellas y al mundo entero le doy vueltas. Estoy buscando ese momento. La música que cuando llega, me llena con su sentimiento. Con sentimiento, vida llena.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-1234311617147699385?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1234311617147699385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1234311617147699385' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1234311617147699385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1234311617147699385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-about-you.html' title='What about you'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SslWLSjxFPI/AAAAAAAAAps/T4STVzU-ScU/s72-c/SDC10785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-8825574737184622774</id><published>2009-09-26T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:25:20.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two thousand and nine &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NMfbuJwCGDM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4289227334872400099</id><published>2009-09-22T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:21:10.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Cada vez que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sale el&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; despiertas tu, despierto yo. Y la luz, sale a buscar las cosas que escondio la oscuridad. Ahora ves adonde estas. Ahora sabes adonde vas. Buscaras, elejiras el buen camino por donde caminar... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Y cada vez que nace un niño, sale el sol.&lt;/span&gt; Despues de todas las tormentas, sale el sol. Debes vencer la soledad y no temer la adversidad. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Tras de la noche mas profunda sale el sol.&lt;/span&gt; Cada vez que salga el sol, amiga mia recuerdalo somos tres, los dos y el sol. Somos el mundo que otro dia desperto. Y cada vez que nace un niño, sale el sol. Despues de todas las tormentas, sale el sol. Debes vencer la soledad y &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;no temer la adversidad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tras de la noche mas profunda sale el sol -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384434846551741538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Srla9wjzlGI/AAAAAAAAApM/QyQD3ZJj3AA/s400/DSC04713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-4289227334872400099?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4289227334872400099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4289227334872400099' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4289227334872400099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4289227334872400099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/cada-vez-que-sale-el-sol-despiertas-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Srla9wjzlGI/AAAAAAAAApM/QyQD3ZJj3AA/s72-c/DSC04713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5389784195662193520</id><published>2009-09-22T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:35:24.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tratame suavemente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SrlfMFq1b4I/AAAAAAAAApc/tyyosboevBA/s1600-h/Collages14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384439490783047554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SrlfMFq1b4I/AAAAAAAAApc/tyyosboevBA/s400/Collages14.jpg" 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/4809090633911243899-5389784195662193520?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5389784195662193520/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5389784195662193520' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5389784195662193520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5389784195662193520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/tratame-suavemente.html' title='tratame suavemente'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SrlfMFq1b4I/AAAAAAAAApc/tyyosboevBA/s72-c/Collages14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5166236866951490984</id><published>2009-09-13T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:15:48.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm nice right now, man. I feel good. If you have a drink, would you please put it in the air? That party last night was awfully crazy. I wish we taped it. I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked. Drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all I need. Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again. Man, I love college.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I wanna go to college for the rest of my life.&lt;/strong&gt; Sip &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Banker's Club and drink Miller Lite. On Thirsty Thursday and Tuesday Night Ice and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can get pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a dollar a slice. So fill up my cup, let's get fucked up. I'm next on the table, who want what? I am champion at beer pong. Allen Iverson, Hakeem Olajuwon don't even bounce, not in my house. Better hope you make it otherwise you naked. Time isn't wasted when you're getting wasted. Woke up today and all I could say is. Um, that party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it. I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Drink my &lt;em&gt;beer &lt;/em&gt;and smoke my weed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but my good friends is all I need. Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again. Man, I love college, ay! And I love drinking, ay! I love women, ay! Man, I love college. I can't tell you what I learned from school but I could tell you a story or two, um. Yeah, of course I learned some rules like: don't pass out with your shoes on -get the Sharpie!-And don't leave the house 'til the booze gone -no, we're not leaving- and don't have sex if she's too gone. When it comes to condoms put two on -trust me- then tomorrow night find a new jawn. Hold the beer bong, nothing wrong with some fun -here, hold this- even if we did get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a little bit too drunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Time isn't wasted when you're getting wasted. Woke up today and all I could say is that party last night was awfully crazy. I wish we taped it. I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked. Drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all I need. Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again. Man, I love college, ay! I love drinking, ay! I love women, ay! I love college. Now if everybody would please put their drink as high as they can as high as they can. And repeat after me Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!Freshmen! Freshmen! Freshmen! Freshmen! Do something' crazy! Do somethin' crazy! Do something' crazy! Do somethin' crazy! Keg stand! Keg stand! Keg stand! Keg stand! -that party last night- &lt;/span&gt;Man,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; I love college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love it! -that party last night- Alright everybody, I gotta head back to class for a little bit that party last night was awfully crazy. I wish we taped it -you know it's going down- I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked. Drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all I need - you're all invited, bring your friends- Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again. Man, I love college. Do I really have to graduate? Or can I just stay here for the rest of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381526458922695522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sq8FzUVz-2I/AAAAAAAAAo0/lkKyigH9z7I/s400/6056_123214179488_758339488_2054014_8167889_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-5166236866951490984?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5166236866951490984/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5166236866951490984' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5166236866951490984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5166236866951490984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-nice-right-now-man.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sq8FzUVz-2I/AAAAAAAAAo0/lkKyigH9z7I/s72-c/6056_123214179488_758339488_2054014_8167889_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1515830334274995428</id><published>2009-09-13T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:27:41.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sq1_jSGHiDI/AAAAAAAAAos/lC72EbRROK8/s1600-h/061T5562bw-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381097373907257394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sq1_jSGHiDI/AAAAAAAAAos/lC72EbRROK8/s400/061T5562bw-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everybody needs inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Everybody needs a song. Beautiful melody, when the night's so long cause there is no guarantee. That this life is easy. When my world is falling apart, when there's no light to break up the dark. That's when I look at you. When the waves are flooding the shore and I can't find my way home anymore. That's when I look at you. When I look at you I see forgiveness, I see the truth. You love me for who I am, like the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hold the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Right there where they belong and I know I'm not alone. When my world is falling apart, when there's no light to break up the dark. That's when I look at you. When the waves are flooding the shore and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't find my way home anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That's when I look at you. You appear just like a dream to me. Just like a kaleidoscope colors that cover me. All I need every breath that I breathe. Don't you know you're beautiful. When the waves are flooding the shore and I can't find my way home anymore. That's when I look at you I look at you. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You appear just like a dream to me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-1515830334274995428?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1515830334274995428/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1515830334274995428' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1515830334274995428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1515830334274995428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/everybody-needs-inspiration.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sq1_jSGHiDI/AAAAAAAAAos/lC72EbRROK8/s72-c/061T5562bw-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-2454004136847105602</id><published>2009-09-07T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:31:01.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;BECOMES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A NEW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-2454004136847105602?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2454004136847105602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=2454004136847105602' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2454004136847105602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2454004136847105602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/tomorrow-becomes-new-day.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3997107783453025207</id><published>2009-09-07T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:29:55.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SqWXEkyf-8I/AAAAAAAAAok/Ht_MMIun2N4/s1600-h/9424_1233421433828_1177939645_707327_1584751_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378871434814684098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SqWXEkyf-8I/AAAAAAAAAok/Ht_MMIun2N4/s400/9424_1233421433828_1177939645_707327_1584751_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;No quiero ser más ciego hoy. No quiero escaparme así. No quiero ser un tonto más. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;No quiero vivir sin soñar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. No quiero dejarme atrapar. No quiero perder mi señal. No quiero mis alas cortar. No quiero perder libertad. Tan triste, tan solo. Con miedo de todo. Tan frágil, tan sordo. Tan lejos de todo. Hoy es tiempo de violencia, de salvaje rebeldía. Hoy el mundo está sangrando y nadie cura sus heridas. Hoy me duele no encontrarte, ser tú camino, ser tú guía. Hoy estás del otro lado vestido con la mentira. &lt;a href="http://www.sitiodeletras.com/mostrar.php?lid=33641818&amp;amp;artista=Casi%20Angeles&amp;amp;titulo=Hoy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Si todo me hace tranzar, si nada me deja avanzar. Si el mundo se va a suicidar, quiero partir quiero volar. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No quiero dejarme atrapar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No quiero perder mi señal. No quiero mis alas cortar. No quiero perder libertad. Tan triste, tan solo. Con miedo de todo. Tan frágil, tan sordo. Tan lejos de todo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-3997107783453025207?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3997107783453025207/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=3997107783453025207' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3997107783453025207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3997107783453025207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-quiero-ser-mas-ciego-hoy.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SqWXEkyf-8I/AAAAAAAAAok/Ht_MMIun2N4/s72-c/9424_1233421433828_1177939645_707327_1584751_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-7027498479210146961</id><published>2009-09-03T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:05:53.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;QUIERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sp8tisuxjnI/AAAAAAAAAoc/q3AXViT8aQM/s400/blogui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She had a world of chances &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for you...&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/4809090633911243899-8936663726878691960?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8936663726878691960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=8936663726878691960' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8936663726878691960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8936663726878691960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/09/she-had-world-of-chances-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sp8tisuxjnI/AAAAAAAAAoc/q3AXViT8aQM/s72-c/blogui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4028417969452168536</id><published>2009-08-30T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:08:30.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sps-SOOjEHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/fxWOsjzsVcE/s1600-h/mati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375959062974500978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sps-SOOjEHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/fxWOsjzsVcE/s400/mati.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;De verdad crees que no te quiero!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&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/4809090633911243899-4028417969452168536?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4028417969452168536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4028417969452168536' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4028417969452168536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4028417969452168536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/de-verdad-crees-que-no-te-quieroo-y.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sps-SOOjEHI/AAAAAAAAAn0/fxWOsjzsVcE/s72-c/mati.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-6837498662984677674</id><published>2009-08-28T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:44:43.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Spii7cNUaWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/AHnplVhuSKU/s1600-h/6176_132699394488_758339488_2192554_6919942_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375225297334724962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Spii7cNUaWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/AHnplVhuSKU/s400/6176_132699394488_758339488_2192554_6919942_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I got back home, the weather changed. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They called for &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; but we got &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; The gravel road must've been rearranged. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;waiting there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, just like we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;planned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Do you ever think you made the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;wrong decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? What would happen if you ever did it differently? Cause just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;trying to live a life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, can be&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;unpredictable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Do you ever think you made the wrong decision? Do you wonder if you ever should have s&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tayed with me&lt;/span&gt;? Cause just trying to live a life, can be unpredictable. And it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;unpredictable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&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/4809090633911243899-6837498662984677674?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6837498662984677674/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=6837498662984677674' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6837498662984677674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6837498662984677674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-back-home-weather-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Spii7cNUaWI/AAAAAAAAAnk/AHnplVhuSKU/s72-c/6176_132699394488_758339488_2192554_6919942_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-6001732570620440991</id><published>2009-08-26T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:38:04.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SpXjRSl-rTI/AAAAAAAAAnU/k12oaRAQCwg/s1600-h/__0470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374451616524971314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SpXjRSl-rTI/AAAAAAAAAnU/k12oaRAQCwg/s400/__0470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know a gir, she puts the color inside of my world. But she's just like a maze, where all of the walls all continually change. And I've done all I can to stand on her steps with my heart in my hands. Now I'm starting to see, maybe it's got nothing to do with me. Fathers, be good to your daughters, daughters will love like you do. Girls become lovers who turn into mothers. So mothers, be good to your daughters too. Oh, you see that skin? It's the same she's been standing in since the day she saw him walking away. Boys, you can break. You'll find out how much they can take. Boys will be strong. And boys soldier on, but boys would be gone without the warmth from a womans good, good heart. On behalf of every man, looking out for every girl. You are the god and the weight of her world. So fathers, be good to your daughters, daughters will love like you do. Girls become lovers who turn into mothers. So mothers, be good to your daughters too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-6001732570620440991?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6001732570620440991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=6001732570620440991' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6001732570620440991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6001732570620440991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-gir-she-puts-color-inside-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SpXjRSl-rTI/AAAAAAAAAnU/k12oaRAQCwg/s72-c/__0470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4924918504627701388</id><published>2009-08-25T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:04:15.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SpSKBCCF69I/AAAAAAAAAnM/FOKSsOWZXNw/s1600-h/6100_1232248566862_1248584894_692484_7860174_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374072005689994194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SpSKBCCF69I/AAAAAAAAAnM/FOKSsOWZXNw/s400/6100_1232248566862_1248584894_692484_7860174_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-4924918504627701388?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4924918504627701388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4924918504627701388' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4924918504627701388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4924918504627701388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/live-love-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SpSKBCCF69I/AAAAAAAAAnM/FOKSsOWZXNw/s72-c/6100_1232248566862_1248584894_692484_7860174_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1982568068401014199</id><published>2009-08-22T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:32:43.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ven, te invito a desaparecer por un ratito del mundo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372918661612378050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SpBxDkh5F8I/AAAAAAAAAkE/R3dXP_s8UMk/s400/safn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-1982568068401014199?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1982568068401014199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1982568068401014199' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1982568068401014199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1982568068401014199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/ven-te-invito-desaparecer-un-ratito-del.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SpBxDkh5F8I/AAAAAAAAAkE/R3dXP_s8UMk/s72-c/safn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3556072429282592642</id><published>2009-08-20T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T18:43:50.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream and my cardigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Welcome to the land of fame excess, am I gonna fit in?&lt;br /&gt;Jumped in the cab, here I am for the first time&lt;br /&gt;Look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign&lt;br /&gt;This is all so crazy, everybody seems so famous&lt;br /&gt;My tummys turnin and I'm feelin kinda home sick&lt;br /&gt;Too much pressure and I'm nervous,&lt;br /&gt;That's when the taxi man turned on the radio&lt;br /&gt;and a Jay Z song was on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I put my hands up&lt;br /&gt;They’re playing my song, and the butterflys fly away&lt;br /&gt;Noddin’ my head like yeah! Movin my hips like yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I got my hands up,&lt;br /&gt;They’re playin my song I know im gonna be ok&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, It's a party in the USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to the club in my taxi cab everybody's lookin at me now&lt;br /&gt;Like “whos that chick, thats rockin’ kicks? She gotta be from out of town”&lt;br /&gt;So hard with my girls all around me&lt;br /&gt;Its definitely not a Nashville party cause’ all I see are stilletos&lt;br /&gt;I guess I never got the memo&lt;br /&gt;My tummys turnin and I'm feelin kinda home sick&lt;br /&gt;Too much pressure and I'm nervous&lt;br /&gt;That's when the D.J. dropped my favorite tune&lt;br /&gt;and a Britney song was on&lt;br /&gt;and the Britney song was on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372118519153546850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/So2ZVJlx1mI/AAAAAAAAAj8/mmxu5LscQ7E/s400/011~67.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-3556072429282592642?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3556072429282592642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=3556072429282592642' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3556072429282592642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3556072429282592642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hopped-off-plane-at-lax-with-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/So2ZVJlx1mI/AAAAAAAAAj8/mmxu5LscQ7E/s72-c/011~67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5512569142642922802</id><published>2009-08-11T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:54:46.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Even if you are at the&lt;strong&gt; top,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368920124545458114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SoI8aFL6X8I/AAAAAAAAAj0/6e8DVMKjrGw/s400/HS1.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;live like you are at the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-5512569142642922802?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5512569142642922802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5512569142642922802' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5512569142642922802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5512569142642922802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/even-if-you-are-at-top-live-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SoI8aFL6X8I/AAAAAAAAAj0/6e8DVMKjrGw/s72-c/HS1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-7767404195088435677</id><published>2009-08-10T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:09:04.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SoD7qUYwifI/AAAAAAAAAjs/l83iRHF-Of8/s1600-h/DSC05349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368567460271262194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SoD7qUYwifI/AAAAAAAAAjs/l83iRHF-Of8/s400/DSC05349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Before I fall too fast... kiss me quick but make it last. So I can see how badly this will hurt me when you say goodbye. Keep it sweet, keep it slow. Let the future pass and don't let go. But tonight I could fall too soon under this beautiful moonlight. But you're so hypnotizing, you've got me laughing while I sing. You've got me smiling in my sleep. And I can see this unraveling, your love is where I'm falling. But please don't catch me. See this heart won't settle down like a child running scared from a clown I'm terrified of what you do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;My stomach &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;screams&lt;/span&gt; just when I look at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Run far away so I can breathe even though you're far from suffocating me I can't set my hopes too high 'cause every hello ends with a goodbye. But you're so hypnotizing, you've got me laughing while I sing. You've got me smiling in my sleep, And I can see this unraveling your love is where I'm falling. But please don't catch me. So now you see why I'm scared I can't open up my heart without a care, but here I go, it's what I feel and for the first time in my life I know it's real. But you're so hypnotizing, you've got me laughing while I sing. You've got me smiling in my sleep. And I can see this unraveling your love is where I'm falling so please don't catch me. If this is love please don't break me I'm giving up so just catch me- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4809090633911243899-7767404195088435677?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7767404195088435677/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=7767404195088435677' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7767404195088435677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7767404195088435677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/before-i-fall-too-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SoD7qUYwifI/AAAAAAAAAjs/l83iRHF-Of8/s72-c/DSC05349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-9214591969181433294</id><published>2009-08-08T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:55:55.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sn5VoHTYIEI/AAAAAAAAAjc/B3-LuZbeBeY/s1600-h/13-jonas-brothers-080807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367821953515659330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sn5VoHTYIEI/AAAAAAAAAjc/B3-LuZbeBeY/s400/13-jonas-brothers-080807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;TRES AÑOS HACIENDOME FELIZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;GRACIAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-9214591969181433294?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9214591969181433294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=9214591969181433294' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/9214591969181433294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/9214591969181433294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/tres-anos-haciendome-feliz.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sn5VoHTYIEI/AAAAAAAAAjc/B3-LuZbeBeY/s72-c/13-jonas-brothers-080807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-1796879684588774266</id><published>2009-08-02T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T12:21:14.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnXm2ujYlfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/9JJC-7gBTKQ/s1600-h/DSC04924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365448358965581298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnXm2ujYlfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/9JJC-7gBTKQ/s400/DSC04924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING!&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/4809090633911243899-1796879684588774266?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1796879684588774266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=1796879684588774266' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1796879684588774266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/1796879684588774266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-you-more-than-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnXm2ujYlfI/AAAAAAAAAjE/9JJC-7gBTKQ/s72-c/DSC04924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-6979447545051537564</id><published>2009-07-31T00:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T01:08:49.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhqilUhEI/AAAAAAAAAik/Z1VUCFUoqF0/s1600-h/6056_123214379488_758339488_2054048_2010496_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527858361599042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhqilUhEI/AAAAAAAAAik/Z1VUCFUoqF0/s400/6056_123214379488_758339488_2054048_2010496_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes you think you'll be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;fine by yourself&lt;/span&gt; cause a dream is a wish that you make all alone. It's easy to feel like you don't need help but it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;harder to walk on your own&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhnXUwyII/AAAAAAAAAic/2TYtf1ZIc90/s1600-h/6056_123214359488_758339488_2054044_1341117_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527803799750786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhnXUwyII/AAAAAAAAAic/2TYtf1ZIc90/s400/6056_123214359488_758339488_2054044_1341117_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You'll &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;change inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you realize &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhkoofYMI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nh0QceGjgk8/s1600-h/6056_123214279488_758339488_2054032_7857878_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527756906291394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhkoofYMI/AAAAAAAAAiU/nh0QceGjgk8/s400/6056_123214279488_758339488_2054032_7857878_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The world comes to life and everythings bright from beginning to end when you have a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by your side. That helps you to find The beauty you are, when you open your heart and believe in the gift of a friend. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The gift of a friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhgXK-eEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/35LcvddRZqE/s1600-h/6056_123214264488_758339488_2054030_6369643_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527683499620418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhgXK-eEI/AAAAAAAAAiM/35LcvddRZqE/s400/6056_123214264488_758339488_2054030_6369643_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone who knows when your lost and your scared there through the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;highs and lows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Someone to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;count on&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone who cares beside you wherever you'll go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhdfxDAwI/AAAAAAAAAiE/jzJcdJrIESs/s1600-h/6056_123214244488_758339488_2054026_7611334_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527634267177730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhdfxDAwI/AAAAAAAAAiE/jzJcdJrIESs/s400/6056_123214244488_758339488_2054026_7611334_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You'll &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;change inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you realize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527570108779154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhZwwfipI/AAAAAAAAAh8/NSlgbe9Z_5U/s400/6056_123214199488_758339488_2054018_2927541_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The world comes to life and everythings bright from beginning to end when you have a friend by your side. That helps you to find &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the beauty you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, when you &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;open your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and believe in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the gift of a friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhXHS23wI/AAAAAAAAAh0/5h2psdMuF-o/s1600-h/6056_123214109488_758339488_2054002_7963967_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527524618886914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhXHS23wI/AAAAAAAAAh0/5h2psdMuF-o/s400/6056_123214109488_758339488_2054002_7963967_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And when your hope crashes down, shattering to the ground. You, you &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;feel all alone&lt;/span&gt; when you don't know &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;which way to go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And there's no signs leading you home. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhTfZwUiI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yjudNmLyulQ/s1600-h/6056_123213804488_758339488_2053950_6134106_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527462370791970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhTfZwUiI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yjudNmLyulQ/s400/6056_123213804488_758339488_2053950_6134106_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The world comes to life and everythings bright from beginning to end &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when you have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; by your side&lt;/span&gt;. That helps you to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhPdfheSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Cs8hgad0rFk/s1600-h/6056_123213774488_758339488_2053945_194168_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527393138637090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhPdfheSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Cs8hgad0rFk/s400/6056_123213774488_758339488_2053945_194168_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt; you are, when you open your heart and believe in, when you believe in. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;When you believe in the gift of a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhMEQZRWI/AAAAAAAAAhc/N2PsiqlCbEg/s1600-h/6056_123213759488_758339488_2053942_1428388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364527334824691042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhMEQZRWI/AAAAAAAAAhc/N2PsiqlCbEg/s400/6056_123213759488_758339488_2053942_1428388_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-6979447545051537564?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6979447545051537564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=6979447545051537564' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6979447545051537564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6979447545051537564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-you-think-youll-be-fine-by.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SnKhqilUhEI/AAAAAAAAAik/Z1VUCFUoqF0/s72-c/6056_123214379488_758339488_2054048_2010496_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4132272677194833015</id><published>2009-07-27T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:20:20.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sm57hxYOBsI/AAAAAAAAAeU/IZ1J9OQzAFc/s1600-h/16676208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363360026365658818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sm57hxYOBsI/AAAAAAAAAeU/IZ1J9OQzAFc/s400/16676208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking at a picture of you in my hands wondering if I'm ever gonna see you again. Without you I don't know how my life will be, but I believe it's not goodbye cause I will remember you and I will see you again when I rise. Cause I know and I believe I will see you in eternity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-4132272677194833015?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4132272677194833015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4132272677194833015' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4132272677194833015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4132272677194833015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/looking-at-picture-of-you-in-my-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sm57hxYOBsI/AAAAAAAAAeU/IZ1J9OQzAFc/s72-c/16676208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5303972765033263327</id><published>2009-07-23T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:34:30.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SmkAZ0g8oKI/AAAAAAAAAd0/u79QHd-NCig/s1600-h/6775_120499164752_709754752_2225899_1582300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361817274954850466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SmkAZ0g8oKI/AAAAAAAAAd0/u79QHd-NCig/s400/6775_120499164752_709754752_2225899_1582300_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anywhere &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;wanna be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-5303972765033263327?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5303972765033263327/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5303972765033263327' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5303972765033263327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5303972765033263327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/anywhere-you-go-i-wanna-be-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SmkAZ0g8oKI/AAAAAAAAAd0/u79QHd-NCig/s72-c/6775_120499164752_709754752_2225899_1582300_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5518627287429660614</id><published>2009-07-15T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:39:54.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358742850961643506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sl4UOyo7l_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/Qf5RfsLufqc/s400/Picture_3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The perfect team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-5518627287429660614?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5518627287429660614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5518627287429660614' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5518627287429660614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5518627287429660614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-and-me-perfect-team.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sl4UOyo7l_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/Qf5RfsLufqc/s72-c/Picture_3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4495954760474923069</id><published>2009-07-13T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:35:08.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i was 5 years old, my mom always told me that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;happines was the key to life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. When i went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when i grew up. I wrote down "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;". They told me I didn't understand the assignment and I told them they didn't understand life.&lt;/em&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/4809090633911243899-4495954760474923069?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4495954760474923069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4495954760474923069' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4495954760474923069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4495954760474923069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-i-was-5-years-old-my-mom-always.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5965220303160044538</id><published>2009-07-03T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:19:08.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something about me-.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- Necesito viajar a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Quiero ir a bailar todos los viernes&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Amo a mis amigas&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Tengo pocas de las de verdad&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;obsesiono &lt;/span&gt;con las cosas&lt;/span&gt; - No paro de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;soñar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Aprendi a tocar la guitarra (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Quiero ser famosa&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No tengo mas ganas de estudiar,&lt;/span&gt; lo dejaria &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;todo&lt;/span&gt;. - &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Creo que uno de mis hobbies es dormir&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiero un &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;auto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Quiero ser &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;rr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahora no me improta tanto tener novio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Odio las peliculas de drama - &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;En un mes vi &lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; peliculas de &lt;strong&gt;terror&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Es increible porque me da demasiado &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;miedo&lt;/span&gt; siempre&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Necesito un hombre sexy al lado mio&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Quiero tener una &lt;strong&gt;amiga &lt;/strong&gt;de USA&lt;/span&gt; - Jim Carrey se parece a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MIKE! (L)&lt;/span&gt; - Estoy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enamorada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de un hombre de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;años - Y de otro de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Y de otro de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: - &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No puedo creer que se case Kevin&lt;/span&gt; - En mi colegio hay &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;muchisimos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;raros&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Odio ESA relacion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. - &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me harto!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ya &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sabemos como termina&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Quiero un &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chiguagua&lt;/span&gt; o como sea&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Necesito ir al shopping&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Quiero trabajar para tener plata y hacer lo que quiera&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Soy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;ic&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt; a las &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;vis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Nunca llore tanto como en el mejor dia de mi vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Quiero &lt;strong&gt;actuar&lt;/strong&gt; - Quiero estar en &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;casi angeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a ver si me agarro a &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jaime&lt;/span&gt; aunque sea&lt;/span&gt;! jaja - Una de mis &lt;em&gt;peliculas favoritas&lt;/em&gt; es &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La nueva cenicienta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A veces soy rara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Bueno, muchas veces&lt;/strong&gt;. - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siempre &lt;strong&gt;evito &lt;/strong&gt;las cosas&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amaria vivir de vacaciones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amo&lt;/span&gt; mi &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;note&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quiero una camara nueva poruqe la que tengo ya no funca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Quiero sacar &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;buenas&lt;/span&gt; fotos - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Something&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so adictive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Amo el &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;twitter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Todavia no hice las fotos de mi quince&lt;/span&gt;... fue en &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Marzo del 2008&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gustaria&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ir a todos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;los recitales&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;viejos de los Jonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Hubiera dado todo por conocerlos cuando eran &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;NADIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mama con todo esto de la porcina se volvio mas loca&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Internet es el mejor invento del MUNDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tengo &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;miedo&lt;/span&gt; de lo que decian los mayas del &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2012&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;El mundo va para atras&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me arrepiento de no haber empezado algo cuando era chica&lt;/span&gt;. - &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mi hija se va a llamar Pilar&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Zac Efron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;es el hombre mas hermoso de todo el mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Igual mi combo PERFECTO es Joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Odio a Camilla Belle con toda mi alma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Creo que ya escrbi mucho pero tengo mas para decir&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Quiero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;estar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;en quinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Este fue un año de mierda bah, lo es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - No me gusta ni la &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;crema&lt;/span&gt; ni el &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;dulce de leche&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Amo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;comprarme&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;originales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Me olvide lo que iba a poner!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Odio que me digan que los Jonas no son nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Intente escribir un par de canciones pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no me sale!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Y la musica ni te digo jaja&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Envidio a demasiadas personas&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Todo el mudno esta igual&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;solo!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;jaja&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Creo que si no veo a mis amigas dentro de dos dias me voy a morir de soledad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A veces&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pienso en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ingles haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Odio a los hombres&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nadie me va a amar tanto como&lt;/em&gt; Edward &lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt; Bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Me gustan los &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gays (:&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quiero saber tocar el piano&lt;/span&gt; - Pero &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; quiero estar en la&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; etapa&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;aprender&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;quiero agarrar y tocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; jaja - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Porque este&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pais es tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;... choto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Hillary Duff en Mas barato por docena estaba HERMOSA&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Y &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tay &lt;/span&gt;ni te digo&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Taylor Swift tiene cara de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;duende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;En &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ingles&lt;/span&gt; parecen las&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;c&lt;strong&gt;ancione&lt;/strong&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; mas &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hermosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;del mundo&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cuando las tradusco &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;son una mierda&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; jaja - Siempre quise trabajar tipo de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;babysitte&lt;/strong&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, o &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lavar autos&lt;/span&gt;, o &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;vender limonada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; jaja - &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Creo que aprendo mas ingles viendo videos en &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; que en el colegio&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eso es un hecho&lt;/span&gt;, con &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;herni lo unico que aprendo son los capitulos de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;los simpsons&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Es lo mas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Herni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Estoy enamorada de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ariel Acosta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Es el profesor mas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lindo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sexy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;del mundo&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Odio&lt;/span&gt; que se me tilde todo cuando bajo mas de 5 canciones en el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ares&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;me caga la señal&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Habre escuchado esta cancion unas...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;mil veces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, y &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;me quedo corta&lt;/span&gt; - Quiero la &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Dog Tag&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me hice una cuenta en&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;AIM&lt;/span&gt; (: - &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Increiblemente alguien me reconoce por mi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; :D - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;u in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;No me interesa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NADIE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Tengo la &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cabeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;en otro lado c&lt;strong&gt;ompletamente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Quiero fiesta&lt;/span&gt; con mis &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amigas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Quiero empapelar &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;toda&lt;/span&gt; mi pared con&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Quiero tocar la guitarra como &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucky i'm in love with my best friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me lei la saga de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;re&lt;/span&gt;pus&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;culo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;en 2 meses&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Necesito una&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Que tiene de bueno estar enamorado de tu mejor amigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ashton Kutcher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;podria ser tranquilamente mi padre pero como le &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;doy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U and I love&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Vi la casa de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;cera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;SOLA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;solo porque trabajaba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Chad y Jared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - DUIFNIEF LA CONCHA DEL MONO, SE ME CORTARON MIL COSAS. FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-5965220303160044538?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5965220303160044538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5965220303160044538' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5965220303160044538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5965220303160044538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-about-me.html' title='something about me-.'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-6014182132359379335</id><published>2009-07-01T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:04:39.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was out with the guys just the other night. We were playing some pool, trying to have a good time, chalking my cue, lining up to shoot. But I felt a hand on my shoulder, turned around it was you started talking to me all conspicuously and I was wondering why. Said you want to talk outside, can you give me a little time? And there's been something that's been weighing on your mind. She said, I know he's your best friend but you're the one I wanted. Then she reached for my hand and I started to lose control. We both care about him so how could we be so careless? It's a no win situation, either way we're gonna lose. It's a no win situation, falling in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember that first time we ever met, you were wearing your low rise and that little hoodie. I was such a goody-goody missed the opportunity, baby. My friend asked you to dance, now I'm standing on the side thinking you should've been mine. Then you turned to me and said, I wish it was you that night. She said, I know he's your best friend but you're the one I wanted. Then she reached for my hand and I started to lose control. We both care about him so how could we be so careless? It's a no win situation, either way we're gonna lose. It's a no win situation, falling in love with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know it seems like it's easy to say, that you never do this to a friend but she might be the one for me and &lt;strong&gt;it would kill me to let her go again&lt;/strong&gt;. She said, I know he's your best friend but you're the one I wanted. Then she reached for my hand and I started to lose control. We both care about him so how could we be so careless? It's a no win situation, either way we're gonna lose. It's a no win situation, falling in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353708595726057714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skwxmkc1API/AAAAAAAAAdY/zKgQwtRGs-s/s400/n6459092814_483681_3283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-6014182132359379335?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6014182132359379335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=6014182132359379335' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6014182132359379335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6014182132359379335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-out-with-guys-just-other-night.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skwxmkc1API/AAAAAAAAAdY/zKgQwtRGs-s/s72-c/n6459092814_483681_3283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4576854978226539985</id><published>2009-06-30T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:56:53.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skrr3pjE-5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nEl6q_CE2DM/s1600-h/ssad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353350448361569170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skrr3pjE-5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nEl6q_CE2DM/s400/ssad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MORE THAN SUMMER, I NEED A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT ONE THING BRINGS THE OTHER, I KNOW.&lt;/em&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/4809090633911243899-4576854978226539985?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4576854978226539985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4576854978226539985' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4576854978226539985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4576854978226539985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-than-summer-i-need-life-but-one.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skrr3pjE-5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/nEl6q_CE2DM/s72-c/ssad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-8858305482399026676</id><published>2009-06-25T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:17:22.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUE LOVE WAITS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Probably... what am i saying? SURELY they are't gonna read this, but anyway i've to write it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I start to feel this strange feeling on 2006 i think, yeah. My &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BFF &lt;/span&gt;introduce them to me. I mean, she had a photo and i said like: OMG WHO ARE THEY!? and that's it. Since that single moment i'm in love with those three boys. I'm in love of their voice, their look, their hair, their music, their &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fingers&lt;/span&gt;, which did &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the bests songs&lt;/span&gt; in the world&lt;/strong&gt;. The once that &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i can't stop listening, singing, feeling&lt;/span&gt;. Those songs takes me to another place, another happy place were i can be just me, were i can feel like i'm living my dreaming life. They are my leak. When i'm boring i just take my guitar and learn some new song, of course one of their songs! haha. That's another good thing they made with me. I always wanted to start playing the guitar, but never take the initiative. But one day i said: HEY THAT'S IT. I'M FED UP ONLY SINGING THEIR SONGS, I WANT TO PLAY IT TOO! and that's. I started to. But i was like too fast. One day i didn't know how to play and the other day i was playing ''Love &lt;em&gt;is on its way''&lt;/em&gt; like a professional! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't stop talking of them, or looking pictures of them, watching videos, listening their songs, even i sing their names! haha, it's like a illness. i'd discovered! yeah, i've a jonasease! yeah. but it doesn't have any treatment, yet! When they came here i prosecuted them! haha, not lying, i'd sepend 38 hours woke up, running behind their truck, at he airport, then directly at the hotel, then to the show. non stop at home. I mean, since 11 PM I was out of my house! but unfortunately i couldn't saw them more than through a window. But, that was enough. Of course that with the show i was completely happy. i mean, that was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the BEST day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not kidding. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;5.21.09&lt;/span&gt;. I couldn't stop crying. But that's not the thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The thing is that the Jonas Brothers are my life now. I'm serious about it. I dream with them, i hope one day could see them in the eyes and tell them all this. That i'm very grateful of all they give me. That they show me a way i never know, that they are like my salvation, they are my rol model, they are all i can think about, that one day (if i can't marry Joe) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i'll meet some guy who at least has the half of good things that they have&lt;/span&gt;. Also i wanted to say that, i've got ALL things i could of them! haha. I've got all single magazines they are, i've got 6 CDs (I HAVEN'T THE BEST CD, &lt;em&gt;"IT'S ABOUT TIME"&lt;/em&gt; BECAUSE I DIDN'T FOUND IT! IT'S MY CARMA! I MEAN, IS &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;THE BEST CD&lt;/span&gt; AND I HAVEN'T! POOR ME, THAT'S THE PUNISHMENT OF LIVING HERE) i've got all my walls with posters, i've got the book, i've got camp rock, i'll have the jb concert experience when it go out on sale, i've got a folder with more than 2000 photos, i've seen all their videos, i've read all their notes, i've seen all their live chat, i know every single song of them, since "Dear good" by Nick, Nick J is off the chain, i've got Nick's dog tag all because they make me love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now i can't even imagine a life without them. i mean, my life will suck without them. I wouldn't have a reason, i wouldn't have a breath, like i'd said, they are my life now. Now and for the rest of my life (because &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm gonna marry Joe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, remember? lol). Not kidding, i've got plans! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, now i'm done, but not with super stars! haha. That is a little of my feelings, i hope u enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;If u do, please write me back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/belebebe"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;http://twitter.com/belebebe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;with love, b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4809090633911243899-8858305482399026676?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8858305482399026676/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=8858305482399026676' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8858305482399026676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8858305482399026676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/true-love-waits.html' title='TRUE LOVE WAITS'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-7838508071028677675</id><published>2009-06-20T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:16:39.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sj2zdPzDUvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/NGVLjHUrP8o/s1600-h/1239679402466_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349629247424254706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sj2zdPzDUvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/NGVLjHUrP8o/s400/1239679402466_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;DO YA, DO YA, DO YA &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4809090633911243899-7838508071028677675?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7838508071028677675/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=7838508071028677675' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7838508071028677675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7838508071028677675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-ya-do-ya-do-ya-love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sj2zdPzDUvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/NGVLjHUrP8o/s72-c/1239679402466_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-6703207231958353640</id><published>2009-05-22T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:48:57.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CRONICA DE MI LOCURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fue un dia entero, pero senti como si hubiesen sido 3 seguidos, de pura accion jaja. En realidad empece a enloqueserme en miercoles con tuqi pintando las remeras y la bandera, que en realidad fueron totalmente al pedo, o sea la remera no se vio poruqe estaba PEGADA a la baranda y se me tapaba :P y la bandera dos segundos la sacamos jaja. Pero no improta, la intencion estaba (L) se la tendriamos que haber tirado. Dsp en lo de sofis pintando la bandera que esa si que valia la pena! :P Bueno, a las doce llego EL DIA! llego el remis, con sofi ya estabamos como locas, era increible que en.. 3 horas ibamos a tener a las tres personas que mas seguimos, mas amamos, mas gritamos, mas cantamos, mas queremos, los tres que estan mas buenos en el mundo y los tres que los seguimos en todas desde que los conocimos. En esas 3 horas, dsp de años de ver videos en youtube, dsp de ver millones de fotos de recitales, dsp de comprarnos cada una de las revistas que habia solo proque salian sus caritas, dsp de hacer una cuenta regresiva de dos meses para que llegue ese dia y solo faltaban 3 horas. Cuando vimos el aeropuerto que estaba CERCA, ya con un nudo en el estomago, nos agarramos de las manos y empezamos a llorar. La emocion era demasiada.&lt;br /&gt;AEROPUERTO:&lt;br /&gt;Llegamos a la puerta. Nos fijamos los horarios y los vuelos de Santiago llegaban a las tres en puto pero, de donde? Estabamos solas en ese momento, habia re poca gente hasta que vimos a 4 chicas tan o mas locas que nosotras que nos dicen: CHICAS VIENEN POR LOS JONAS? y nosotras: OBVIAMENTE. Bueno de ahi fuimos a la parte de atras, una mina nos dijo que las estrellas importantes salian siempre por ahi! no iban a salir por la que sale la gente comun, y claramente los jonas son estrellas importantisimas (L) peeero del otro lado nos decian ue salian por ahi que se yo. Nos armaron todo como para creer que salian por ahi, no se que mierda. Pero sofi me miraba con una cara y me decia: BELU POR ACA NO SALEN, YO TENGO LA CORAZONADA QUE ES POR ALLA. Y si lo dice sofi, es asi jaja. Fuimos atras, dsp de correr 50 veces de un lado para el otro y definitivamente era ahi. Igual como siempre nos decian que no y blabla. Cada vez faltaba menos y cada vez mas nervios. Ya lloraba de cualqueir cosa. Hasta que derrepente atras nuestro entraron 4 camionetas iguales, 3 grises y una azul. Todas con vidrio polarizado, pero no el polarizado que se ve todo de adentro, era completamente negro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338777568458723794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Shcl6ZbOUdI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9t5oMLy5Dug/s400/DSC07123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahi todas como locas obviamente. Y yo estaba ADELTANTE DE TODO, cosa de poder distinguirlos jaja. Todos esos dias esperando se habian pasado y yo estaba ahi, a menos de 1 metro de ellos. Entraron las camionetas.. cerraron las rejas. Dsp de 5 minutos volvieron a parecer! Salieron primero 2 cuatris que casi me pisan el pie :P y dsp la primer camioneta. Todas gritando como locas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338777100923392242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShclfLuHUPI/AAAAAAAAAbY/3ZEg3L7ZfCs/s400/DSC07122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4f71f2ad9a11e29e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f71f2ad9a11e29e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331536035%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C47FD06889F1029C5544CEB7F068CB80869E5BE.20591BF5FCB34CE2932A7CEE75C6429988BD4F47%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f71f2ad9a11e29e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxUNbt44z9IbqGq4yz2Qa4MSKpyo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f71f2ad9a11e29e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331536035%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C47FD06889F1029C5544CEB7F068CB80869E5BE.20591BF5FCB34CE2932A7CEE75C6429988BD4F47%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f71f2ad9a11e29e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxUNbt44z9IbqGq4yz2Qa4MSKpyo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;La azul era la primera, no habia nadie ahi igualmente todas gritando jaja. La segunda, supuestamente ahi estaba Joe pero no lo pude ver poruqe esa camioneta era la MAS negra de todas. O sea, el vidrio era imposible de verse, ademas que como era de noche no podia ver ni las sombras (seguramente tmb estaba la forra de camilla ahi, pero la verdad mejor que no la vi jaja) y adelante junto con el chofer estaba John Taylor (L). Tercer camioneta, de adelante por el parabrisa veo a Kevin, y ahi si que me mori muerta! Empece a gritar como una loca, le golpeaba la ventana, tenia a un Jonas a menos de 50 centimetros. INCREIBLE. Paso kevin, y faltaba una camioneta, quien podra ser? NICK! si, era el. Encima su camioneta era la UNICA que era medio transparente. O sea, me pegue al virdio y lo vi, vi su cara, su pelo y adivinen que!? SU GORRITA AZUL DE LOS ANGELES QUE USO MIL VECES. Sisi, la mismisima! Pasa la cuarta y ultima camioneta, y como que se aleja, y yo fui la unica en darme cuenta, en reaccionar y corri atras de ella! o sea, estaba atras de nick, a menos de 30 centimetros de el. Del amor de mi vida, del creador de las mejores letras, de las mejores canciones. El mismo que canta, toca el piano, la guitarra, la bateria. Era imposible. Asique corri atras de el, hasta ahi la camioneta iba despacio, pero dsp empezo rapidisimo y lo perdi, asique con sofi y lola corrimos hasta la puerta, nos subimos a un taxi, y como en una pelicula de holliwood tiramos un : SIGA A ESAS CAMIONETAS! no les jodo, fue asi jajaa. LO MAS! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b6810212c506cfb0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db6810212c506cfb0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331536035%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D655925C6EA6BC6FE0253D15AFCBE3D7548B45BDC.230306E7F5BCB579686EF3F4F92725CA78949465%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db6810212c506cfb0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyCemx28bxAeBArhMrzwh6aH0CZI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db6810212c506cfb0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331536035%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D655925C6EA6BC6FE0253D15AFCBE3D7548B45BDC.230306E7F5BCB579686EF3F4F92725CA78949465%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db6810212c506cfb0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyCemx28bxAeBArhMrzwh6aH0CZI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ya ahi esatab muerta, con sofi llorando como si se hubiese caido el avion y esten muertos jaja, pero no todo lo contrario :P El taxista un capo de la vida, no nos decia nada, de todo el quilombo que haciamos ahi adentro, iba rapido para poder alcanzarlos, y cuando llegamos al lado de ellos el taxista que quedo! o sea, el tipo hacia todo para ir a la par de ellos. Y con sofi como locas maniaticas sacabamos medio cuerpo afuera del taxi, en el medio de la autopista, con las camaras, les gritabamos, les cantabamos, le haciamos corazones con la mano. Fue increible. A veces las camionetas nos tocabaan bocina asi jodiendo. Estabamos felices, living de dream! jaja. Ya habiamos pasado toda la autopista, o sea, todo el viaje al lado de ellos. Hasta podria decirse que VIAJE CON LOS JONAS jaja, de alguna forma. Hasta que llegamos al centro. En una estaba el cemaforo en rojo y paramos al laod de nick! y de tanto que le deciamos NOS SALUDO! o sea, ME SALUDO NICK JONAS (L) Por ahi hay chicas que tienen fotos con ellos, autografos y demas pero no por 100% fanatismo como el mio, sino que son ACOMODADAS. Nadie hizo lo que sofi y yo hicimos. Nadie se paso 38 horas despierta por ellos. En fin.&lt;br /&gt;HOTEL:&lt;br /&gt;Llegamos al hotel, y ni bajaron, las camionetas fueron directo al estacionamiento. Serian las.. 5.30 por ahi. Y ya quedabamos sofi, lola tuqi yo y un chico mas, pero que el venia directamente al hotel. O sea, las unica que quedabamos desde el aeropuerto eramos sofi lola y yo (L). Ahi dijimos: ahora estan durmiendo, no van a salir, es al pedo estar aca, encima llovia. Pero a nuestras casas no nos podiamos ir por solo dos horas, o sea, llegabamos y nos teniamos que ir, al pedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338778130757241586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShcmbIJoyvI/AAAAAAAAAbo/btopGksErmg/s400/DSC07144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asique fuimos al mc. Nos quedamos ahi, consumimos un poco de cafeina que fue perfecto, lo que necesitabamos para seguir despiertas. En esta etapa yo ya no tenia mas voz. Bah, desde el lunes no tengo mas voz jaja. Tipo 8 volvimos al hotel, ahora habia mas gente obviamente. Ahi ya no gritabamos tanto nosotras, porque entre que hacia 24 horas no dormia, y sabiamos que estaba durmiendo, era inutil. Pero bueno, el aguante estaba. Iba pasando las horas y cada vez mas gnete, el Frou seasons estaba repleto. Eran las 10 mas o menos y las ventanas se empezaban a mover, las que eran de ellos, los ultimos pisos. Y en el medio de todo, habia un solo balcon, y pensabamos que salian por ahi, pero esperamos y esperamos y no jaja. Salia gente que estaba alquilando en el hotel y saludaban, sacaban fotos, era lo mas. Igual a veces las demas chicas me ponian nerviosa de tanto que gritaban al pedo. O sea, se movia la cortina por el viento y gritaban. Pero obvio, es la emocion. En todo esto, tipo 11 llega clari, con el zz. Y le grite: CLARI YA HABLASTE CON ELLOS? y me dijo que no, que todavia estaban durmiendo (en ese momento me los imagine en boxer y musculosa durmiendo (L) jajajja) bueno seguimos y seguimos. Nunca aparecieron. Alguna flashearon que joe habia salido, que Demi tmb pero no eran ellos. Encima en el priemr piso salian tres flacos que eran re parecidos jaja. Que forros. Ademas mientras todas gritaban los del noticieron nos hacian notas, nos filmaban, nos sacaban fotos. Lo mas. Mama me vio en la tele :D jajaja. Bueno, tipo 1 salio Big Rob! pero salio por la terraza, o sea, tenian el ultimo piso ellos, piso doce. Bueno salio saludo que se yo. Y a las 4 empezaba el Sound Check asique ellos tenian que empezar a salir tmb. Tipo 3 sale la banda! y ellos si que salieron por la puerta, saludaro con la mano a la gente, nos filmaban con las camaras que se yo. Eran dos camionetas. En todo esto, una flaca salta la rejita que nos separaba de la entrada y corre por todo el parque para saludarlos, pero la agarra un guardia. Y en ese momento todas las flacas pensamos lo mismo: LA REJA ME LLEGA POR LAS RODILLAS, SI SALTAMOS TODAS NO NOS VAN A AGARRAR. Y asi fue, en menos de dos segundos salimos tooodas corriendo a las camionetas como si nos estuviesen persiguiendo para matarnos jaja, era como un rebaño corriendo por el prado, pff ya empece a flashear :p Bueno entonces estabamos TODAS en el hall saldaando, gritando, pegandole a las ventanas, y los musicos felices filmandonos de adentro, no lopodian creer. Fue lo mas. Dsp vino un patrullero y nos saco, los guardias nos sacaban que se yo. Bueno volvio todo a la normalidad eran las 3.30 mas o menos. Pero ahi nos dijeron que los jonas, mientras nosotras estabamos haciendo quilombo con los musicos, habian salido por la masion del hotel, que era por la parte de atras. Y tipo toda la desilusion. Tanto esperar ahi al pedo. O sea, se hicieron desear todo este tiempo y no aparecieron. FEO ESO! jaja. Hasta en radio disney lo dijeeron, solo para cagarnos la vida! Decian que ya estaban llegando que se yo. MENTIRA! Casi la mitad de la gente ya se habia ido, pero sofi como siempre me dijo: NO, TENGO EL PRESENTIMIENTO QUE ESTAN ACA TODAVIA, EN UN RATO VAN A SALIR. Y tal y como dijo, dsp de 20 minutos de esperar salieron por la terraza! saludaron menos de 5 minutos, pero fue lo necesario para gritar, y estar mas emocionada por la pelicula! Todavia estaban ahi! Todavia tenian que salir, todavia tenemos una oportunidad para verlos aunque sea en su camioneta como hacia 10 horas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShcmzJVSBpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/S72TlSkVbB8/s1600-h/DSC07147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338778543391377042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShcmzJVSBpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/S72TlSkVbB8/s400/DSC07147.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;[APRETA LA FOTO QUE SE VE MAS GRANDE]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Asique fuimos directamente al porton asi estabamos como en el aeropuerto AL LADO DE LA CAMIONETA. Y asi fue. Y pude estar adelante, o sea, tenia un guardia, pero lo sacuqe a la mierda jaja y me PEGUE al vidrio. En la priemra salio Demi! seguramente estaba con Kevin, y la vi PERFECTA, estaba hermosa, una remera negra, los labios rojos, el pelo largo y hermoso y estaba con una camara en la mano filmando, o sea, estoy en la camara de Demi Lovato (L) iguale,mnte sali HORRIBLE jajaj, esatba hecha mierda! :p habia pasado 20 horas desde que me hbaia bañado pero parecian 5 dias jaja. Bueno, la segunda era TOTALMENTE oscura, asique supuse que era la de Joe, pero habia algo raro, una chica de pelo largo. Bueno, no me importo. La tercera la verdad no vi quien estaba, lo unico que vi era una camra, tipo de la tele que etsaba pegada el vidrio, y me filmo asi de asco pegada al vidrio, ojala no lo suban a YouTube, porque es mi fin! ajja. Y la cuarta y ultima la de nick (L) Y lo vi, tan lindo como antes. Ahi si, no me contuve, con sofi y tuqi nos abrazamos llorando como unas yeguas, la tele nos filmaba, los camarografos nos sacaban fotos, asique en una de esas salimos en el diario, revista o algo asi. Estabamos muertas, y ahi fue cuando sofi me confirmo que la chica de pelo largo era la mismisima Camilla Belle, que estaba abrazasa con Joe! ¬¬ . Eran las 4, y faltaba muy poco para el recital. Para verlos realmente cerca, en accion se podria decir? jajja. Asique el priemr taxi que vimos lo agarramos. Yo no tenia ni un poco de voz ya, era obvio.&lt;br /&gt;RIVER!:&lt;br /&gt;Llegamos a river, las unicas tres locas que estaban todas sucias, con las remras las vanderas y todo. Nos fijamos, y nuestra esntrada estaba a diez cuadras mas o menos. Bueno dsp de correr, caminar y saltar ahora si 24 horas, ya ni me importaba. Igual admito que en un momento mis pies se pusieorn bordo jaja. Llegamos habia una cola LARGUISIMA, poruqe era todo vip campo y platea en el mismo lugar. Bueno hicimos toda la cola, nos encontramos con las chicas que se yo. Compramos unas fotos divinas. La cola se paso basntaante rapido. Igual cada vez que parabamos me tenia que sentar porque sino deverdad que mis pies iban a estallar. Cuando llegamos a la puerta ahi si, era increible. Nosotras tres como estabamos en Vip platinum pasamos mas rapido, corriendo, saltando y cantando. No lo podiamos creer. Ya estabamos ahi. Entramos y cuando a tuqi y a mi nos mostraron nuestro asiento me puse a llorar! estabamos AL LADO! o sea, AL LADO. Fila siete, al lado de la tarima, del lado de nick. Mejor imposible, no? En ese momento me sente, necesitaba hacerlo. No era posible que yo este ahi, que los jonas estaban ahi. Nono, era completamente imposible. Pero estaba ahi,de verdad. Empezaron las luces que se yo, el humito blabla. Que la guitarra de Demi, la bateria. De ahi sale Leo Garcia, nada que ver con nada. Repartio los dos cdcs, ni ganas de escucharlos jaja. Antes que diga que eran los cdcs pense que eran porta mouse, pero no jaja. Bueno, Leo ya habia tocado, eran las 6.30, en 30 minutos iba a empezar EL RECITAL DE MI VIDA. Miesntras esperaba estaba Carla, la del zz de mexico, capa una divina nos sacamos foto con ella, estaban walter y valeria tmb, pero cuando quisimos sacarnos una foto la sin gracia de valeria nos dijo: nono, con cara de dd ¬¬.&lt;br /&gt;RECITAL:&lt;br /&gt;Ya esta. 7 en punto. Todo lo que habiamos hecho para verlos valia la pena. Ahora estabamos en el momento que queriamos. Se apagaron todas las luces, todos griando DEMI, DEMI, DEMI. Ahi yo ya habia corrido a la baranda, o sea, estaba a 30 cm de la tarima! bueno, empiezan los musicos, sale Demi. HERMOSA! Divina vestida, unas botas negras, chupin, remera negra, chalequito de cuero. Esta re flaquita, hermosa, el pelo divino. Empezo a cantar y las lagrimas se me caian, no paraba de gritar, o sea, no tenia voz pero seguia gritando! jaja. Tuqi masomenos se estaba muriendo ahi. Y cuando empezo con Dont forget. Dios no podia parar! No es mas capa porque no le da el tiempo, una idola (L) Canto creo que 5, 6 canciones no se. Una atras de la otra. Encima entre cada segundo que respiraba todo river cantaba: DEMI, DEMI, DEMI, DEMI. Pero termino.. eso significa: LOS JONAS (L)&lt;br /&gt;Los hijos de puta de los de seguridad cada dos segundo se me ponian adelante y los cagaba a tromapadas. Pareacia una flaca sacada del loquero, toda llorando, toda mojada, diciendole: CORRETE PELOTUDO, NO VES QUE NO LA VEO! jaja, pero bueno, me sacaban, los pute muchisimo. Antes que lleguen, estaban ahi Kevin sr. Denise y Camilla. Y la odie mucho jaja. Pero basta. Ya empezaba. Tanto eseprar y estaba ahi. Wow. Ahora si, subieron una cortina balnca, apagaron las luces y empezo la musca. Se prendieron las luces, y ahi estabn, bah, sus sombras. Tocaban ''we will rock you" y al fin! salieron. Eran los mismos, eran ellos. Los de los videos, lo de las canciones. LOS JONAS BROTHERS EN CONCIERTO. Desde ese minimo instante no pare de llorar. Pero no es una forma de decir, o sea, no pare de llorar como una condenada jaja. Como siempre empezaron con "that just the way we roll" y desde ahi me volvi loca. Pero loca. Cada dos minutos Joe se acercaba y moria, Kev se acercaba y moria! Cada tanto Nick se acercaba y moria! No podia parar de gritar, llorar, cantar. Fue increible. Y cuando trajeron el piano. Hay no, ahi si que mori. No podia parar de gritar, de llorar, encima se me puso a llorar Nick, Jeo, o sea que mas!? Estaban llorando! y no es algo de todos los dias! Kevin no, jaja, Kevin se reia. Igual, es un grande. Me enamore de el tmb. Me di cuenta que no es muy fotogenico, pero igual, es un padre. Mientras se callaba Nick todo river cantaba: NICK NICK NICK, que mas? Increible. Los dos llorando. El sueño de mi vida. Encima el camarografo me filmaba miesntras lloraba, o sea, un asco jaja. Y en una Joe agarro la camara y me filmo un monton (L) Igual lo que mas me quedo en la cabeza, fue sus caras cuando vieron que nos sabiamos hasta Paranoid. O sea, ellos pensaban mas o menos que la iban a presetnar la cancion, pero todo el mundo la cantaba, como cada cancion, creo que fue lo que mas les sorprendio. Cantabamos todas las cacniones, no es que gritabamos. Cuando no habia letra en la cancion lo unico que se escuchaba era la musica. Increible. La verdad fue un show impresionante. Lo volveria hacer, claramente. No me arrepienrto de nada, no me quede conganas de nada. Es mas, se puede decri que sofi y yo somos las fans numero uno. FUIMOS LAS UNICAS QUE HICIERON ESO, LAS OTRAS CHICAS FUERON O AL HOTEL O AL AREOPUERTO, PERO NOSOTRAS HICIMOS LOS DOS. Capaz a algunas no las dejan, pero nosotras hicimos hasta lo imposible para que si. Y lo logramos. Es la unica vez en nuestra vida (ESPERO QUE NO!), y si no es la primera, y la primera impresion es la que cuenta jaja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&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/4809090633911243899-6703207231958353640?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4f71f2ad9a11e29e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b6810212c506cfb0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6703207231958353640/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=6703207231958353640' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6703207231958353640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/6703207231958353640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/cronica-de-mi-locura.html' title='CRONICA DE MI LOCURA'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Shcl6ZbOUdI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9t5oMLy5Dug/s72-c/DSC07123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-7339495309845631165</id><published>2009-05-19T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:18:37.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE WE GO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXzD0JwiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/H8IE1tBQk-M/s1600-h/3546552556_0291c1a744_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337706518073164322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXzD0JwiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/H8IE1tBQk-M/s400/3546552556_0291c1a744_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXuMtXatI/AAAAAAAAAbI/VCnVVFTZiEQ/s1600-h/3546552992_9545991124_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337706434561272530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXuMtXatI/AAAAAAAAAbI/VCnVVFTZiEQ/s400/3546552992_9545991124_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXkeEHPDI/AAAAAAAAAbA/cpmzEDXZSHk/s1600-h/3545848822_d89453c109_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337706267421391922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXkeEHPDI/AAAAAAAAAbA/cpmzEDXZSHk/s400/3545848822_d89453c109_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXfq9IQkI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QLjSTpIL_oM/s1600-h/3545745623_0ee09d020c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337706184982413890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXfq9IQkI/AAAAAAAAAa4/QLjSTpIL_oM/s400/3545745623_0ee09d020c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXauAjyiI/AAAAAAAAAaw/flvvXCfPrOk/s1600-h/3545042055_381182baf9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337706099902761506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXauAjyiI/AAAAAAAAAaw/flvvXCfPrOk/s400/3545042055_381182baf9_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXVe5h8WI/AAAAAAAAAao/QMFcyoDo4M8/s1600-h/3544944833_2d2d136088_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337706009947402594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXVe5h8WI/AAAAAAAAAao/QMFcyoDo4M8/s400/3544944833_2d2d136088_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello beautiful. How's it going? I hear it's wonderful in California. I've been missing you. It's true. But tonight, I'm gonna fly. Yeah tonight, I'm gonna fly'. Cause I could comb across the world, and see everything and never be satisfied. If I couldn't see those eyes. Hello beautiful. It's been a long time. Since my phone's rung and you been on that line. I've been missing you. It's true. But tonight I'm gonna fly. Yeah tonight, I'm gonna fly'. Cause I could comb across the world, and see everything and never be satisfied. If I couldn't see those eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-7339495309845631165?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7339495309845631165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=7339495309845631165' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7339495309845631165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/7339495309845631165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-we-go.html' title='HERE WE GO'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/ShNXzD0JwiI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/H8IE1tBQk-M/s72-c/3546552556_0291c1a744_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4426057399736731027</id><published>2009-05-03T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:31:00.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A veces me elevo, doy mil volteretas. A veces me encierro tras puertas abiertas. A veces te cuento por qué este silencio y es que a veces soy tuyo y a veces del viento. A veces de un hilo y a veces de un ciento. Y hay veces, mi vida, te juro que pienso: ¿Por que es tan dificl sentir como siento? Sentir, ¡como siento! Que sea difícil. A veces te miro y a veces te dejas, me prestas tus alas, revisas tus huellas. A veces por todo aunque nunca me falles. A veces soy tuyo y a veces de nadie. A veces te juro de veras que siento, no darte la vida entera, darte sólo esos momentos ¿Por qué es tan dificil? Vivir sólo es eso.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando nadie me ve puedo ser o no ser. Cuando nadie me ve pongo el mundo al revés. Cuando nadie me ve no me limita la piel. Cuando nadie me ve puedo ser o no ser. Cuando nadie me ve. Te escribo desde los centros de mi propia existencia. Donde nacen las ansias, la infinita esencia. Hay cosas muy tuyas que yo no comprendo, y hay cosas tan mias, pero es que yo no las veo. Supongo que pienso que yo no las tengo. No entiendo mi vida, se encienden los versos. Que a oscuras te puedo, lo siento no acierto. No enciendas las luces que tengo desnudos, el alma y el cuerpo. A veces soy tuyo y a veces del viento. A veces del viento y a veces del tiempo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-4426057399736731027?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4426057399736731027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4426057399736731027' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4426057399736731027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4426057399736731027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/05/veces-me-elevo-doy-mil-volteretas.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-4456698388026285232</id><published>2009-04-28T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:54:22.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soñar es gratis, asi que voy a abusar de eso. Además, los sueños no me los pueden robar, tampoco comprar, son algo que van a pertenecerme siempre. ¿Quien me impide soñar? Quizas es solo la cordura que me pide a gritos que le de un poco de protagonismo, pero no le pienso hacer caso. Me siento mejor en medio de la locura y el delirio, naci para quedarme en ese espacio. No me importa que me llamen loca, enferma, obsesiva, soy tan feliz siendo adicta a todo esto. Lo amo, y es la única droga que no mata ni consume. Solo acompaña y te ofrece un mundo mejor. Cuando empiece a sufrir consecuencias negativas, prometo dejar todo esto, pero mientras tanto, olvidenlo, voy a seguir siendo una demente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329909906799896946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sfek0jekqXI/AAAAAAAAAag/sXw3fUULp8c/s400/TAYLOR+S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;[OHMYCULLEN]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-4456698388026285232?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4456698388026285232/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=4456698388026285232' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4456698388026285232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/4456698388026285232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/sonar-es-gratis-asi-que-voy-abusar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sfek0jekqXI/AAAAAAAAAag/sXw3fUULp8c/s72-c/TAYLOR+S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-172596458283646706</id><published>2009-04-26T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:52:25.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SfU5oHPTD7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/zlzQXL-xR9o/s1600-h/DSC06815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329229095363612594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SfU5oHPTD7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/zlzQXL-xR9o/s400/DSC06815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AMO JUGAR CON EL FUTURO.&lt;br /&gt;SIN SABER QUE ÉL JUEGA CONMIGO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SfU4ggQnaJI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JDYeeV6OrtE/s1600-h/DSC06815.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-172596458283646706?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/172596458283646706/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=172596458283646706' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/172596458283646706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/172596458283646706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/amo-jugar-con-el-futuro.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SfU5oHPTD7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/zlzQXL-xR9o/s72-c/DSC06815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-8520061767267403222</id><published>2009-04-24T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:28:52.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THEM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1- Siempre rescatamos &lt;em&gt;algo bueno&lt;/em&gt; de alguna relación. 2- Escuchamos canciones y siempre relacionamos , los extrañamos y nos deprimimos. 3- Es ley guardar los mensajes del chico que te gusta. 4- Otra ley, &lt;strong&gt;releerlos SIEMPRE&lt;/strong&gt; aunque sean boludos. 5- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aunque gritemos y saltemos porque 'él' nos mandó un mensaje, siempre respondemos cortadamente, como si nos importase en absoluto su mensaje..&lt;/span&gt; 6- Nos llega un mensaje y lo que mas queremos es que sea de &lt;strong&gt;él&lt;/strong&gt;. 7- Es inevitable no entrar al facebook de él y leer las firmas y ver las fotos. 8- Le pasamos las conversaciones a todo el mundo por mas boludas que sean! 9- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Celos&lt;/span&gt;, siempre. 10- Más celos cuándo dice que su noche fué ''espectacular''. 11- Amamos darle celos con nuestros amigos. 12- Es ley decirle a tu amiga &lt;strong&gt;''Y que hace?&lt;/strong&gt;'' &lt;strong&gt;''Me mira&lt;/strong&gt;?'' &lt;strong&gt;''Quién es esa puta?!!!&lt;/strong&gt;'' 13- Aunque ellos no lo crean, nosotras &lt;em&gt;sabemos&lt;/em&gt; qué hace, cuándo y con que frecuencia... 14- Siempre queremos saber si están pensando en nosotras o si nos extrañan. 15- Si está en el mismo boliche, primero lo capturamos y lo seguimos sin que él se de cuenta. Cuándo está solo o con algún amigo en común vamos, pasamos por al lado y vemos su reacción. Si no pasó nada, &lt;em&gt;pasamos miles y miles de veces&lt;/em&gt; (sin contar que torturamos a nuestra amiga diciendo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;''lo odio!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) 16- Releemos historiales de conversación con él. 17- Un simple ''beso'' por msn, puede hacernos sentir Angelina Jolie y &lt;strong&gt;sacarnos la mejor sonrisa&lt;/strong&gt;. 18- Cuando no nos habla o no nos manda mensajes buscamos excusas como: No tendrá señal, capaz no le llega lo que le digo, hará ido al baño, se le habrá acabado el crédito. 19- Aunque borremos su número de nuestro celular... Lo sabemos de memoria. 20- &lt;strong&gt;Cuándo nos invita a salir... Le contamos a los gritos a todas nuestras amigas!&lt;/strong&gt; Es ley 21- No importa el lugar si estamos con él. 22- No entendemos un carajo de fútbol, pero por c&lt;em&gt;asualidad&lt;/em&gt; siempre sabemos los resultados de su equipo.. 23- Siempre nos cuentan cosas de sus amigas para que nos de celos (y nos da, of course..) 24- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Inconcientemente, les dedicamos niks, subniks, posteos y demás.&lt;/span&gt; 25- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No podemos evitar hablar de él&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. 26- Nuestras amigas terminan sabiendo toda su vida. 27- Cuándo nos llama, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;el corazón nos late a dos mil por hora,&lt;/span&gt; y hacemos señas con las manos a nuestras amigas 28- Lloramos, los odiamos. Pero un 'hola' en el msn, soluciona todo... 29- &lt;em&gt;Asociamos todo con él.&lt;/em&gt; 30- Ley: conectarse y buscar si está, pero esperar a que él te hable! 31- Pensamos una y mil veces lo que le vamos a responder para no sentirnos pesadas y molestas, y sobre todo, superadas! 32- Un ''ok'', ''ah...'', ''mirá vos'', ''copado'' femenino, traducido, quiere decir Basta! No me interesa saber de tu noche. 33- Cuándo nos manda un mensaje, y le respondemos, alejamos y/o escondemos el celular para no estar como una pelotuda los 20 minutos (para que el flaco se digne a contestarnos) viendo el fondo de pantalla del celular! 34- Nos hacemos las "sexys" comiendo chupetines o helados y somos tremendas boludas. 35- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Antes de verlo, pensás que le vas decir... Pero después decís cualquiera. Y cuándo ya estás en tu casa decís: La puta madre! Porque no le dije eso?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 36- Mínimo 1 hora antes de verlo LA preparación hacemos. Maquillaje siempre! 37- Sabés que no tiene saldo, pero le mandás... Total? Puede responderme desde otro cel ;) (siempre positivas nosotras..) 38- Lo llamás en privado para ver que onda. Si hay mucho ruido, puto mujeriego está de fiesta nomás! Y sino, le decis que te confundiste y JUSTO sin querer marcaste su numero. 39- No podés comer adelante de él, verguenza absoluta. 40- &lt;strong&gt;SIEMPRE&lt;/strong&gt; se cierra el msn, se te corta la luz, tenes que ir a comer, quieren la pc o lo que sea y te quedas en la mejor parte de la conversacion. 41- Siempre demoramos en responder, pensamos mil y una vez la respuesta. 42- Decís, basta, no le sigo más el juego... Te manda un mensaje... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;''Ay pero es tan tierno!''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. 43- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amariamos saber que piensan de nosotras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 44- Odias a sus amigas mujeres. 45- Tomás para olvidarlo, pero sabés que al otro día lo recordás. 46- Siempre encontramos un defecto a la actual 'novia' de él. 47- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Como pero como te puede..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 48- Les repetimos una y mil veces las mismas cosas a nuestras amigas. 49- Amamos que nos digan ''linda, mi amor, mi vida''. Bonita, es de Tacho y no dá copiones. Preciosa, suena agrito de albañil. 50- Cuando te viene el saldo decis este mes me voy a controlar y a los 3 dias te quedan 3 pesos y te vas a comprar una tarjeta para TODAVÍA seguir viciandote mas con él..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-8520061767267403222?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8520061767267403222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=8520061767267403222' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8520061767267403222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/8520061767267403222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/them.html' title='THEM!'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-203324473084474774</id><published>2009-04-22T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:08:23.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ella no quiere novio quiere vacilar na má. No quiere a nadie que le este diciendo na. Ningun bobo que le venga hablando pendejá. Ella no tiene que explicarle a nadie pa donde va. Ella le dio pal beauty. Se hizo las uñas el pelo y el cutis. Se compro un perfume ahí que huele a tuti-fruti. Unos pantalones bien puti. Ella retumba to' esto aqui cuando mueve ese booty. Yo no se porque sera, yo no se porque sera, pero si cocina como camina que me de la oferta agrada. Dale má no seas tan afrenta. Mira que Dios te multiplica to' lo que tu das-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se9cWCRilDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/hBi4bowmMZU/s1600-h/n1177939645_204565_4212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327578417839903794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se9cWCRilDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/hBi4bowmMZU/s400/n1177939645_204565_4212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se9cM-IHvBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/NeyGJpJBdig/s1600-h/DSC05760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327578262107831314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se9cM-IHvBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/NeyGJpJBdig/s400/DSC05760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-203324473084474774?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/203324473084474774/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=203324473084474774' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/203324473084474774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/203324473084474774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/ella-no-quiere-novio-quiere-vacilar-na.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se9cWCRilDI/AAAAAAAAAaI/hBi4bowmMZU/s72-c/n1177939645_204565_4212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3904696735561492906</id><published>2009-04-21T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:05:47.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se5fJg3vj3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wsnPsfelXpc/s1600-h/ryan-sheckler-nixon-sentry-watch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327300026273075058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se5fJg3vj3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wsnPsfelXpc/s400/ryan-sheckler-nixon-sentry-watch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[ SHECKLER ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4809090633911243899-3904696735561492906?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3904696735561492906/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=3904696735561492906' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3904696735561492906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3904696735561492906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/sheckler_3837.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se5fJg3vj3I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wsnPsfelXpc/s72-c/ryan-sheckler-nixon-sentry-watch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3453640584882846033</id><published>2009-04-20T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:51:40.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se0JjJA_WGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6ZxXSsn_uKU/s1600-h/DSC06478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326924433569306722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se0JjJA_WGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6ZxXSsn_uKU/s400/DSC06478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo soy fría como nalgas amarillas asiáticas.&lt;br /&gt;Y fría como una francesa antipática.&lt;br /&gt;Ya soy fría como Groenlandia.&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy fría como Walt Disney congelado en Disneylandia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se0Hj3pZHKI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9nM8Xx6AlM0/s1600-h/DSC06490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326922247063542946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se0Hj3pZHKI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/9nM8Xx6AlM0/s400/DSC06490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-3453640584882846033?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3453640584882846033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=3453640584882846033' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3453640584882846033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3453640584882846033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/yo-soy-fria-como-nalgas-amarillas.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Se0JjJA_WGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/6ZxXSsn_uKU/s72-c/DSC06478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-3243677291861110989</id><published>2009-04-19T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:14:26.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hoy descubrí algo de mí que me venía perturbando hace bastante. Con esto de los idolos, de la admiracion y esos asuntos, me hice una mala idea del sentimiento "amor" o "querer" o como se llame. Siempre pensaba que cuando dejaba de emocionarme al pensar en algun famoso que admiraba, era por que ya había dejado de admirarlo. Y claramente no es así. Por que uno no esta emocionado todo el tiempo por la gente que quiere, eso es algo que se vuelve parte de uno, y ya no sorprende. Lo mismo sucede con los ídolos, es lógico que al principio no comprendas el sentimiento, y te vuelvas loca, te sientas feliz y plena. Con el tiempo, esas emociones desaparecen y te preguntas ¿sigo queriendo y admirando a esa persona? Siempre pensé que la respuesta era no y me odiaba por ser tan inconstante. Pero me di cuenta que sigo amando como desde el principio. Solo que ese amor ya es parte de mí y no es que me haya acostumbrado, simplemente se adaptó a mi corazón, y mi mente no logra comprenderlo. Asi que, por más de que no lo nombre cada minuto y no grite de histerica cada vez que veo su nombre... sigo amando. Siento esas cosas tan intensas e inexplicables, las sigo sintiendo: hoy y siempre.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;(OHMYCULLEN)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-3243677291861110989?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3243677291861110989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=3243677291861110989' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3243677291861110989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/3243677291861110989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoy-descubri-algo-de-mi-que-me-venia.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-5314493346998457476</id><published>2009-04-19T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:36:57.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLS NIGHT OUT !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SevfOdMt76I/AAAAAAAAAZI/hhfVTJlmmA8/s1600-h/DSC06694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326596423744876450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SevfOdMt76I/AAAAAAAAAZI/hhfVTJlmmA8/s400/DSC06694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SeveuAhyMxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/wN1BiM9e8qY/s1600-h/DSC06727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595866292794130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SeveuAhyMxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/wN1BiM9e8qY/s400/DSC06727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595409079286834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SeveTZRlvDI/AAAAAAAAAY4/C1vhLDO3diE/s400/DSC06732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sevd3macJAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/2DG-XN-YEbs/s1600-h/DSC06740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326594931569730562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sevd3macJAI/AAAAAAAAAYw/2DG-XN-YEbs/s400/DSC06740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAY MIS AMORES. AGRADEZCO QUE SEAN MIS &lt;strong&gt;AMIGAS&lt;/strong&gt; JAJA (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAS AMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4809090633911243899-5314493346998457476?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5314493346998457476/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=5314493346998457476' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5314493346998457476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/5314493346998457476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-night-out.html' title='GIRLS NIGHT OUT !'/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/SevfOdMt76I/AAAAAAAAAZI/hhfVTJlmmA8/s72-c/DSC06694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4809090633911243899.post-2020191114034200642</id><published>2009-04-19T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:25:42.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sevc7pSNfxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WjFYFi1HUHI/s1600-h/DSC06704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326593901548371730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sevc7pSNfxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WjFYFi1HUHI/s400/DSC06704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; PASO A PASO&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/4809090633911243899-2020191114034200642?l=b-summerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2020191114034200642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4809090633911243899&amp;postID=2020191114034200642' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2020191114034200642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4809090633911243899/posts/default/2020191114034200642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-summerlove.blogspot.com/2009/04/paso-paso.html' title=''/><author><name>belu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13473251799150762296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Skk5wtRksbI/AAAAAAAAAcw/YIHTiLqHt64/S220/DSC04796.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YZoBD57BcGs/Sevc7pSNfxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WjFYFi1HUHI/s72-c/DSC06704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
