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insegura,&lt;br /&gt;muchas veces se me va la cabeza,&lt;br /&gt;siento que no controlo nada,&lt;br /&gt;que no puedo sentirme bien,&lt;br /&gt;simplemente confiar en que puede ir bien,&lt;br /&gt;confiar en el otro,&lt;br /&gt;confiar en mi misma,&lt;br /&gt;en esos momentos no puedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me hicieron así,&lt;br /&gt;miedosa,&lt;br /&gt;abandonada,&lt;br /&gt;autoexigente,&lt;br /&gt;desvalorada,&lt;br /&gt;preocupada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y no quiero seguir siendo así,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esos momentos por favor,&lt;br /&gt;simplemente,&lt;br /&gt;abrázame fuerte,&lt;br /&gt;no me sueltes,&lt;br /&gt;susurrame en el oido,&lt;br /&gt;que todo puede salir bien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-3984988761374327119?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TNiSJ5FO29I/AAAAAAAAAVs/SGMZkHXreAQ/s1600/los+amantes+del+circulo+polar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TNiSJ5FO29I/AAAAAAAAAVs/SGMZkHXreAQ/s320/los+amantes+del+circulo+polar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537336440491269074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando las casualidades están en la vida,&lt;br /&gt;o cuando estás en el momento preciso en el lugar adecuado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La suerte se tiene o se construye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando dejamos de creer en las posibilidades&lt;br /&gt;para centrarnos en el sí o el no,&lt;br /&gt;y para qué pensar en cada consecuencia antes de emitir siquiera la decisión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque nos hacemos adultos y se nos olvida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se nos olvida lo principal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disfrutar de cada momento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ánimo Valiente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-8868425921285764357?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/8868425921285764357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=8868425921285764357' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8868425921285764357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8868425921285764357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TMFNbSCbbeI/AAAAAAAAAVk/lexTdCvRtm0/s1600/los-5-sentidos-hans-markat3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TMFNbSCbbeI/AAAAAAAAAVk/lexTdCvRtm0/s320/los-5-sentidos-hans-markat3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530786948481510882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pintura: J.A.D. Ingres (1780-1876)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-3703965497285099563?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3703965497285099563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=3703965497285099563' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3703965497285099563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3703965497285099563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-sentidos.html' title='5 SENTIDOS'/><author><name>perdida en lo 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y te obligan a hacer cosas que no quisieras hacer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay quien ataca por hacer daño&lt;br /&gt;sin ver que&lt;br /&gt;la persona a la que atacas se tendrá que defender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joder lo que me queda por delante, joder!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-1755317642966160652?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1755317642966160652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=1755317642966160652' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/1755317642966160652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TKsRkaCxWAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vdD1XVSxVnE/s1600/portada2-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TKsRkaCxWAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/vdD1XVSxVnE/s320/portada2-a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524528685063952386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me estrené,&lt;br /&gt;ufffffffff que nervios,&lt;br /&gt;tanta gente sólo para escucharte...&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;Pero salió&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora a seguir investigando,no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque no podemos olvidar que todavía no lo sabemos todo acerca de la sexualidad humana y que el conocimiento hace la fuerza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo más fuerte del congreso: un cura dando misa diciendo la importancia de no olvidarnos de que somos seres sexuales y sexuados, la que le va a caer a ese cura va a ser poca!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TJmrgKwU_tI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZmKm1_pPyVs/s1600/alemania-premio-premio-a-la-calabaza-mas-pesada%24599x0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TJmrgKwU_tI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZmKm1_pPyVs/s320/alemania-premio-premio-a-la-calabaza-mas-pesada%24599x0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519631387450474194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando llegará el día en que no dé miedo hablar de lo más natural&lt;br /&gt;cuando llegará el respeto para todas las personas&lt;br /&gt;el día en que no se quiera condicionar la sexualidad del mundo a la conveniencia de unos pocos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-8572312243065891402?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TJmrgKwU_tI/AAAAAAAAAVM/ZmKm1_pPyVs/s72-c/alemania-premio-premio-a-la-calabaza-mas-pesada%24599x0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-5618417481365016648</id><published>2010-09-12T19:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:14:36.528+02:00</updated><title type='text'>APRENDIENDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TI0WftVIBQI/AAAAAAAAAU8/zpmaiKnwVQ8/s1600/end.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TI0WftVIBQI/AAAAAAAAAU8/zpmaiKnwVQ8/s320/end.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516089852598682882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que la vida me empuja a aprender a echar el telón,&lt;br /&gt;pero como aprender cuándo es el momento adecuado?&lt;br /&gt;algunas veces lo veo clarísimo,&lt;br /&gt;y sé que es lo mejor,&lt;br /&gt;sé como hacerlo, que decir,&lt;br /&gt;me expreso con claridad,&lt;br /&gt;esa es una de mis mejores cualidades, analizo,&lt;br /&gt;sintetizo y explico de la manera más comprensible posible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero en otros temas, no sé muy bien cual es el mejor momento,&lt;br /&gt;o tal vez lo sé perfectamente, sólo que lo postergo,&lt;br /&gt;porque precisamente sé que cuando llegue el momento el telón se bajará.&lt;br /&gt;Lo bajaré yo.&lt;br /&gt;El problema es que me dejarán bajarlo.&lt;br /&gt;Se acabó&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TIN8H8QEbFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/idv7hT33yM0/s320/sinceridad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513386844706073682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pues ahí estoy yo, entre mis sentimientos, los presentes,&lt;br /&gt;y  mis recuerdos, los pasados,&lt;br /&gt;eligiendo que palabras podría o debería usar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta ser sincera,&lt;br /&gt;por los demás,&lt;br /&gt;por mi,&lt;br /&gt;no me gusta parecer lo que no soy,&lt;br /&gt;no me gusta que se hagan ideas equivocadas de mí,&lt;br /&gt;me gusta la transparencia,&lt;br /&gt;me siento bien con la gente que está a mi alrededor,&lt;br /&gt;y quiero confiar en esa gente,&lt;br /&gt;y para la confianza lo básico es la sinceridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero como se puede ser sincero en algunas situaciones,&lt;br /&gt;hay veces que sabes que si dices lo que sientes,&lt;br /&gt;si hablas del daño que te hacen,&lt;br /&gt;sabes que lo más probable es que no lo acepten,&lt;br /&gt;no lo reconozcan,&lt;br /&gt;y te abandonen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero para evitar el abandono, hasta que punto se puede aguantar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué vale más? Los recuerdos de momentos de apoyo,&lt;br /&gt;o las sensaciones de que has sido traicionada y que la otra persona ni siquiera lo va a reconocer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un lo siento que nunca va a llegar,&lt;br /&gt;y si llega después de reclamarlo tal vez no valga la pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y hasta que punto vale la pena exponer tus sentimientos cuando sabes que lo más probable es que no te los reconozcan?&lt;br /&gt;Es mejor callar y desaparecer,&lt;br /&gt;dejar que todo se desvanezca&lt;br /&gt;o hablar y poner un final claro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creo que un final claro es a través de lo único que puede haber otro inicio claro, pero que dificil es decir algunas cosas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aquí estoy,&lt;br /&gt;buscando las palabras,&lt;br /&gt;los momentos,&lt;br /&gt;y poniéndo valor a mis recuerdos &lt;br /&gt;y a mis sensaciones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero tener la cara de otra,&lt;br /&gt;quiero la mía, clara y transparente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-4208149100415971649?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4208149100415971649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=4208149100415971649' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/4208149100415971649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/4208149100415971649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/09/entre-palabras-sentimientos-y-recuerdos.html' title='ENTRE PALABRAS, SENTIMIENTOS Y RECUERDOS'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TIN8H8QEbFI/AAAAAAAAAU0/idv7hT33yM0/s72-c/sinceridad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-163533302320444819</id><published>2010-08-20T12:26:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T12:50:20.882+02:00</updated><title type='text'>15 DÍAS</title><content type='html'>15 días maravillosos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llenos de paisajes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5bnRI-hCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gge3GCgh3Z8/s1600/IMGP3148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5bnRI-hCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gge3GCgh3Z8/s320/IMGP3148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507440124494775330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lugares preciosos en los que quedarse a mirar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5cRLLjl7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/mIWSmaZnTvY/s1600/IMGP3279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5cRLLjl7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/mIWSmaZnTvY/s320/IMGP3279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507440844449486770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagenes inesperadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5cpTTgoeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/vaqpwWU5Zz4/s1600/IMGP2987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5cpTTgoeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/vaqpwWU5Zz4/s320/IMGP2987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507441258947191266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un gran sentimiento de libertad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5dEf9YobI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Fp6CGNQ4oDM/s1600/IMGP3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5dEf9YobI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Fp6CGNQ4oDM/s320/IMGP3220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507441726200521138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y mucho amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5dUpuAf7I/AAAAAAAAAUc/AKJhYc4WinI/s1600/IMGP3146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5dUpuAf7I/AAAAAAAAAUc/AKJhYc4WinI/s320/IMGP3146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507442003698286514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;donde nos llevara el próximo camino???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5dws5_ZqI/AAAAAAAAAUk/jRPMGLqYi_Y/s1600/IMGP2983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/163533302320444819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/08/15-dias.html' title='15 DÍAS'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TG5bnRI-hCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/gge3GCgh3Z8/s72-c/IMGP3148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2923363691323917732</id><published>2010-07-23T11:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T11:17:37.421+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VACACIONES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TElcpVNHiVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/B0vGY2qXK-c/s1600/guias_recientes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TElcpVNHiVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/B0vGY2qXK-c/s320/guias_recientes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497026685318957394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparando las vacaciones, &lt;br /&gt;que ganas!&lt;br /&gt;Irme lejos de aqui,&lt;br /&gt;aunque sea por unos días,&lt;br /&gt;y desconectar, desconectar de todo,&lt;br /&gt;para empaparme de nuevas sensaciones,&lt;br /&gt;de nuevas imagenes preciosas en mi mente,&lt;br /&gt;y de nuevos recuerdos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2923363691323917732?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2923363691323917732/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=2923363691323917732' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2923363691323917732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2923363691323917732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacaciones.html' title='VACACIONES'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TElcpVNHiVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/B0vGY2qXK-c/s72-c/guias_recientes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-5758488258067353555</id><published>2010-06-28T11:11:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T11:30:00.138+02:00</updated><title type='text'>COMO UNA MUÑECA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TChnUdt8ohI/AAAAAAAAATs/hc4EcBxDcR4/s1600/mu%C3%B1equita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TChnUdt8ohI/AAAAAAAAATs/hc4EcBxDcR4/s320/mu%C3%B1equita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487749747223339538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En nuestra infancia suelen aparecer "objetos especiales"&lt;br /&gt;esos objetos a los que les damos poderes, que nos ayudan a dormir,&lt;br /&gt;que siempre queremos tener con nosotros, muy cerquita,&lt;br /&gt;o que queremos conservar en perfecto estado siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después vamos creciendo,&lt;br /&gt;y van apareciendo nuevos objetos,&lt;br /&gt;más bonitos, útiles, modernos,etc.&lt;br /&gt;llaman más nuestra atención&lt;br /&gt;y dejamos a los antiguos aparcados,&lt;br /&gt;aunque de vez en cuando giramos la cabeza,&lt;br /&gt;para comprobar que siguen ahí,&lt;br /&gt;y para de vez en cuando ver que utilidad les podemos seguir sacando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy decido dejar de ser esa muñeca olvidada en la estantería.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-5758488258067353555?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5758488258067353555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=5758488258067353555' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5758488258067353555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5758488258067353555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/06/como-una-muneca.html' title='COMO UNA MUÑECA'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TChnUdt8ohI/AAAAAAAAATs/hc4EcBxDcR4/s72-c/mu%C3%B1equita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-4526126647470443324</id><published>2010-06-10T19:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T19:37:23.971+02:00</updated><title type='text'>RESPETO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TBEbsTOht_I/AAAAAAAAATk/N2itpW9_b8o/s1600/GAYSAFRICA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TBEbsTOht_I/AAAAAAAAATk/N2itpW9_b8o/s320/GAYSAFRICA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481192669376002034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Respeto, que dificil concepto&lt;br /&gt;en el que se escudan las grandes injusticias,&lt;br /&gt;que absurdo me parece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace poco me digeron,&lt;br /&gt;no se puede respetar a quien no se quiere,&lt;br /&gt;pues no no estoy de acuerdo,&lt;br /&gt;no hay que querer a todo el mundo para respetar,&lt;br /&gt;lo que yo creo que no se puede respetar es a quien no respeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemos pasado del respeto gobernado por el miedo,&lt;br /&gt;a la irrespetuosidad gobernada por el egoísmo,&lt;br /&gt;por el sólo importo YO,&lt;br /&gt;yo soy lo primero lo segundo lo tercero...&lt;br /&gt;y así no se puede vivir en sociedad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El respeto, a mi entender, pasa por el conocimiento,&lt;br /&gt;y por el reconocimiento de la importancia de las diferencias individuales,&lt;br /&gt;en lugar de el temor a lo diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasa por intentar comprender que a veces otras personas tienen sentimientos que no vamos a poder experimentar nunca, pero eso no significa que eso no sea comprensible, sino que tendremos que esforzarnos un poco más para comprenderlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Porque no lo intentamos?&lt;br /&gt;Y no me vale, si yo no puedo cambiar el mundo!&lt;br /&gt;No claro que no, ninguna persona sola puede cambiar al resto del mundo,&lt;br /&gt;pero lo que me importa es la parte del mundo con la que sí me relaciono, es en esa en la que voy a poder influir, y así, poco a poco, si respetamos a las personas con las que nos crucemos, tal vez, podamos conseguir que al fin el respeto sea lo que se extineda por el mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-4526126647470443324?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4526126647470443324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=4526126647470443324' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/4526126647470443324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/4526126647470443324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/06/respeto.html' title='RESPETO'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/TBEbsTOht_I/AAAAAAAAATk/N2itpW9_b8o/s72-c/GAYSAFRICA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-5425354869414037566</id><published>2010-05-25T18:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T18:54:18.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ERÓTICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S_v-cpLevFI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZCXWtBVSeT0/s1600/erotico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S_v-cpLevFI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZCXWtBVSeT0/s320/erotico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475249540042767442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lo erótico,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lo sensual,&lt;br /&gt;dejar que nuestros sentidos despierten,&lt;br /&gt;que nuestra piel sienta,&lt;br /&gt;a nuestra mente libre de pensamientos,&lt;br /&gt;manda el instinto,&lt;br /&gt;el deseo,&lt;br /&gt;las necesidades más básicas,&lt;br /&gt;sólo querer sentir&lt;br /&gt;por un momento lo único que importa es disfrutar&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/7347874744995879990-5425354869414037566?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S_v-cpLevFI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZCXWtBVSeT0/s72-c/erotico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-5682815627434259910</id><published>2010-04-29T17:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:14:16.973+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CANSANCIO</title><content type='html'>Hoy me siento cansada,&lt;br /&gt;esta semana esta siendo agotadora,&lt;br /&gt;estoy deseando que llegue de nuevo el fin de semana,&lt;br /&gt;Demasiados pensamientos,&lt;br /&gt;demasiado trabajo,&lt;br /&gt;pocas recompensas,&lt;br /&gt;realmente muy pocas,&lt;br /&gt;desesperanza,&lt;br /&gt;eso es lo que siento,&lt;br /&gt;el agotamiento hace aflorar mis sentimientos de tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;los sentimientos de no saber a cambio de que estoy tan agotada,&lt;br /&gt;realmente estoy dedicando mi tiempo a algo útil?&lt;br /&gt;o estoy luchando por hacer algo que realmente no entiendo,&lt;br /&gt;he equivocado mis objetivos?&lt;br /&gt;sirvo para lo que hago?&lt;br /&gt;ay que mala es la cabeza cuando te hace dudar de ti misma.&lt;br /&gt;Necesito sentir algo mas seguro,&lt;br /&gt;no me gusta no saber lo que tengo que hacer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperando el descanso del fin de semana.&lt;br /&gt;Esperando la oportunidad de que mis sentidos descansen&lt;br /&gt;para despertar en tus brazos&lt;br /&gt;y poder disfrutar.&lt;br /&gt;Demasiados dias sin refuerzos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-5682815627434259910?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5682815627434259910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=5682815627434259910' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5682815627434259910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5682815627434259910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/04/cansancio.html' title='CANSANCIO'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-1114324060384768545</id><published>2010-04-21T22:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:58:10.331+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LUCHAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S89mQSGBeKI/AAAAAAAAATU/duF_zgWxYyY/s1600/20100420nadie-sabe-nada_CI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S89mQSGBeKI/AAAAAAAAATU/duF_zgWxYyY/s320/20100420nadie-sabe-nada_CI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462697302944741538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cuando luchas por tus sueños&lt;br /&gt;a veces el contexto no te lo pone fácil...&lt;br /&gt;Otras tú misma te pones frenos&lt;br /&gt;a eso se le llama MIEDO, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo peor que puede pasar para que tus sueños no se cumplan&lt;br /&gt;es que los olvides al despertar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-1114324060384768545?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1114324060384768545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=1114324060384768545' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/1114324060384768545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/1114324060384768545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/04/luchas.html' title='LUCHAS'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S89mQSGBeKI/AAAAAAAAATU/duF_zgWxYyY/s72-c/20100420nadie-sabe-nada_CI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-6314938535858431813</id><published>2010-04-13T17:42:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T17:50:07.019+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsesión'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lo que no nos contaron'/><title type='text'>RETOMANDOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S8SRmaccXfI/AAAAAAAAATM/ifLcjSc7WJs/s1600/IMG_1913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S8SRmaccXfI/AAAAAAAAATM/ifLcjSc7WJs/s320/IMG_1913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459648737399561714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque la vida me pone trampas,&lt;br /&gt;suculentos caramelos,&lt;br /&gt;sábanas de humo,&lt;br /&gt;para que no me dé cuenta de mis sentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;para ocultarme mis necesidades,&lt;br /&gt;para que me deje en último plano,&lt;br /&gt;para cumplir con la educación recibida por la sociedad,&lt;br /&gt;hay que trabajar,&lt;br /&gt;hay que hacer dinero,&lt;br /&gt;no escucheslo que necesitas,&lt;br /&gt;no te dediquees tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;debes estar activa siempre,&lt;br /&gt;hacerlo todo perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;no defraudes a nadie,&lt;br /&gt;siempre puedes dar más y más,&lt;br /&gt;y todo hasta que llegan los ataques de ansiedad.&lt;br /&gt;Pues a pesar de todo ello decido ser feliz,&lt;br /&gt;decido guardarme días para mí,&lt;br /&gt;tiempo para mí,&lt;br /&gt;y escuchar a mis necesidades.&lt;br /&gt;Sé que no será fácil, pero es lo que conviene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escojo poder mirar tranquilamente la luna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-6314938535858431813?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S8SRmaccXfI/AAAAAAAAATM/ifLcjSc7WJs/s72-c/IMG_1913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2915744533200360129</id><published>2010-03-18T20:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:16:52.907+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dias.......</title><content type='html'>Hay días que no te esperas,&lt;br /&gt;días en los que te cuentan cosas,&lt;br /&gt;cosas que te hubiera gustado que no te contaran,&lt;br /&gt;cosas ante las que te sientes impotente,&lt;br /&gt;no puedes hacer nada,&lt;br /&gt;no puedes cambiar esas cosas,&lt;br /&gt;y desearías que esas cosas no ocurrieran.&lt;br /&gt;Hya personas,&lt;br /&gt;muchas personas,&lt;br /&gt;pero los comportamientos se repiten,&lt;br /&gt;y eso es lo peor,&lt;br /&gt;que cuando nos cuentan un comportamiento que no termina de gustarnos&lt;br /&gt;empezamos a temer que alguien que nos afecte lo repita.............&lt;br /&gt;Hay días,&lt;br /&gt;en los que quiero desconectar y pensar que todo puede cambiar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2915744533200360129?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2915744533200360129/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=2915744533200360129' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2915744533200360129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S5Vk-Rf95CI/AAAAAAAAAS8/FFqqIamii8M/s1600-h/chica+tumbada.jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S5Vk-Rf95CI/AAAAAAAAAS8/FFqqIamii8M/s320/chica+tumbada.jpeg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446370345386632226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No puedo,&lt;br /&gt;o tal vez no quiero...&lt;br /&gt;No lo sé muy bien,&lt;br /&gt;lo que sé es que no quiero hacer nada.&lt;br /&gt;Sólo estar tirada en el sofá,&lt;br /&gt;esperándote,&lt;br /&gt;esperando a que llegues,&lt;br /&gt;esperando momentos,&lt;br /&gt;ocasiones,&lt;br /&gt;lugares,&lt;br /&gt;que hagan que tenga ganas,&lt;br /&gt;que me llenen de energía,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que pereza tengo cuando no tengo nada que hacer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7156009940256410934?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7156009940256410934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=7156009940256410934' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7156009940256410934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7156009940256410934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/03/pereza.html' title='PEREZA'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S5Vk-Rf95CI/AAAAAAAAAS8/FFqqIamii8M/s72-c/chica+tumbada.jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2474345382503370139</id><published>2010-03-04T13:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:40:46.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RELACIONES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S4-pNpGjycI/AAAAAAAAAS0/-i1jQtht4WI/s1600-h/amistad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S4-pNpGjycI/AAAAAAAAAS0/-i1jQtht4WI/s320/amistad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444756526350977474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Que hermosa la infancia,&lt;br /&gt;que fáciles las relaciones en ese momento,&lt;br /&gt;jugamos?&lt;br /&gt;y ya está.. amigas para siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después se van complicando las sensaciones,&lt;br /&gt;los pensamientos,&lt;br /&gt;las interpretaciones,&lt;br /&gt;los tiempos,&lt;br /&gt;los deseos,&lt;br /&gt;las expectativas,&lt;br /&gt;las necesidades,&lt;br /&gt;las ganas,&lt;br /&gt;las otras,&lt;br /&gt;los sitios,&lt;br /&gt;las prioridades,&lt;br /&gt;las incomprensiones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en fin......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAS COMPLICACIONES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy segura de que todo en el fondo es muy fácil,&lt;br /&gt;desde luego puede ser todo lo fácil o difícil que queramos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUGAMOS?&lt;br /&gt;Sólo dime dónde y cuándo&lt;br /&gt;Allí estaré&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2474345382503370139?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2474345382503370139/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=2474345382503370139' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2474345382503370139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2474345382503370139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/03/relaciones.html' title='RELACIONES'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S4-pNpGjycI/AAAAAAAAAS0/-i1jQtht4WI/s72-c/amistad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2114521279014225407</id><published>2010-02-06T20:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:25:50.801+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOR ¿ETERNO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S23Bl_nJuQI/AAAAAAAAASs/lT8AFrie_MI/s1600-h/2008_05_27_Sex_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S23Bl_nJuQI/AAAAAAAAASs/lT8AFrie_MI/s320/2008_05_27_Sex_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435213183781026050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando cumplas 50 años te organizaré una gran fiesta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y en las bodas de oro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te querré para siempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crees que los de la foto llevan toda la vida juntos,&lt;br /&gt;o tras enviudar se acaban de conocer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2114521279014225407?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2114521279014225407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=2114521279014225407' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2114521279014225407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2114521279014225407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/02/amor-eterno.html' title='AMOR ¿ETERNO?'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S23Bl_nJuQI/AAAAAAAAASs/lT8AFrie_MI/s72-c/2008_05_27_Sex_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-6274916981722876463</id><published>2010-02-02T18:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:08:37.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FLORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S2hpRkIwQ2I/AAAAAAAAASk/IBfs1fmAWxw/s1600-h/flores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S2hpRkIwQ2I/AAAAAAAAASk/IBfs1fmAWxw/s320/flores.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433708700901589858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detalles,&lt;br /&gt;se tienen,&lt;br /&gt;se piensan,&lt;br /&gt;se sienten,&lt;br /&gt;se disfrutan,&lt;br /&gt;se saborean,&lt;br /&gt;se agradecen,&lt;br /&gt;se desean,&lt;br /&gt;se envidian,&lt;br /&gt;se admiran,&lt;br /&gt;se sueñan,&lt;br /&gt;se fantasean,&lt;br /&gt;pero lo mejor de todo es vivirlos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-6274916981722876463?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6274916981722876463/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=6274916981722876463' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/6274916981722876463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/6274916981722876463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/02/flores.html' title='FLORES'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S2hpRkIwQ2I/AAAAAAAAASk/IBfs1fmAWxw/s72-c/flores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2654439949146759400</id><published>2010-01-23T11:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T11:32:55.398+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RELACIÓN CORPORAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S1rOoS-UjLI/AAAAAAAAASc/T7YR4iZHnU0/s1600-h/espalda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S1rOoS-UjLI/AAAAAAAAASc/T7YR4iZHnU0/s320/espalda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429879492431875250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La espalda,&lt;br /&gt;que extraña relación tengo con mi espalda...&lt;br /&gt;me genera dos sensaciones completamente opuestas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placer y Dolor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En cuanto al placer...&lt;br /&gt;me hace sentir sensual,&lt;br /&gt;me parece atractiva,&lt;br /&gt;la siento bella,&lt;br /&gt;cuando sé que estás ahí mirándome...&lt;br /&gt;me gusta darte la espalda,&lt;br /&gt;sentir tú aliento en ella,&lt;br /&gt;que tus manos se deslicen por ella...&lt;br /&gt;desde las caderas al cuello,&lt;br /&gt;esa es la parte buena de mi espalda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero por otro lado está el dolor,&lt;br /&gt;un dolor constante...&lt;br /&gt;también desde las caderas al cuello...&lt;br /&gt;esa es la peor parte de mi espalda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que me paso el día esperando sentir de nuevo tus manos acariciándome, calmándome...&lt;br /&gt;que extrañas me parecen las relaciones corporales&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2654439949146759400?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S1rOoS-UjLI/AAAAAAAAASc/T7YR4iZHnU0/s72-c/espalda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-4449493000777731154</id><published>2010-01-11T09:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T10:46:54.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LLUEVE, LLEUVE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S0rglQPcyVI/AAAAAAAAASU/Pr8QKCgwraY/s1600-h/Un+dia+de+lluvia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S0rglQPcyVI/AAAAAAAAASU/Pr8QKCgwraY/s320/Un+dia+de+lluvia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425395631740733778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estos días de lluvia,&lt;br /&gt;de frío,&lt;br /&gt;tanto frío que nieva donde no es habitual,&lt;br /&gt;me encantan,&lt;br /&gt;escuchar el agua desde mi cama,&lt;br /&gt;mezclada con tu respiración,&lt;br /&gt;estar en el sofá tapadita,&lt;br /&gt;enredada entre tus brazos y tus piernas,&lt;br /&gt;que frío hemos pasado este fin de semana...&lt;br /&gt;o no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-4449493000777731154?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4449493000777731154/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=4449493000777731154' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/4449493000777731154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/4449493000777731154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/01/llueve-lleuve.html' title='LLUEVE, LLEUVE...'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S0rglQPcyVI/AAAAAAAAASU/Pr8QKCgwraY/s72-c/Un+dia+de+lluvia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-8484280214317130386</id><published>2010-01-04T11:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T11:42:29.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>y empieza el ¿nuevo? año...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S0HDtbh7LZI/AAAAAAAAASM/erXg8B7e-6o/s1600-h/lagrima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422830611582365074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S0HDtbh7LZI/AAAAAAAAASM/erXg8B7e-6o/s320/lagrima.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque siempre acabo llorando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque siempre te doy más &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque pienso en lo que necesitas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque lo intento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque me gusta verte sonreir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y te quiero hacer feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque hago cosas que no me gustan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cosas que a veces no entiendo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero parece que te hacen feliz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y porque tú sigues decidiendo ignorarme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y porque no sé hasta cuando lo voy a aguantar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-8484280214317130386?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/8484280214317130386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=8484280214317130386' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8484280214317130386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8484280214317130386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2010/01/y-empieza-el-nuevo-ano.html' title='y empieza el ¿nuevo? año...'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/S0HDtbh7LZI/AAAAAAAAASM/erXg8B7e-6o/s72-c/lagrima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-5499881820095099878</id><published>2009-12-28T11:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:20:45.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TE CONOZCO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SziEv5VipOI/AAAAAAAAASE/EuJw8GNt8Ig/s1600-h/6_separados_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420228109920281826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SziEv5VipOI/AAAAAAAAASE/EuJw8GNt8Ig/s320/6_separados_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te deseo, todo el día, todos los días en mi mente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te añoro, cuando no estás cerca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te anhelo, espero la hora en que nos encontremos de nuevo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te busco, en la cama, en la cocina, en ... cualquier sitio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te pienso, intento entenderte, y hacer que me entiendas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te siento y me gusta, me hace sentir bien, tu tacto, tu mirada, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te... Conozco?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada vez lo sé menos, quien eres?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y Me Conoces? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No creo, cada vez lo sé más.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/7347874744995879990-5499881820095099878?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5499881820095099878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=5499881820095099878' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5499881820095099878'/><link 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type='text'>SED DE PIEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Syp9eahvMYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/i9K6Uk7fN48/s1600-h/niankhkhnumykhunumhotepvf3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Syp9eahvMYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/i9K6Uk7fN48/s320/niankhkhnumykhunumhotepvf3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416279463336817026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desde la antiguedad,&lt;br /&gt;desde que el el ser es ser,&lt;br /&gt;desde que tenemos piel...&lt;br /&gt;desde siempre...&lt;br /&gt;existe la sed de piel,&lt;br /&gt;necesitamos contacto,&lt;br /&gt;y yo lo roconozco:&lt;br /&gt;ESTOY ENGANCHADA&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta que me toquen,&lt;br /&gt;y me gusta tocar&lt;br /&gt;y sobretodo,&lt;br /&gt;contactar contigo, con tu piel,&lt;br /&gt;la necesito, te necesito cerca,&lt;br /&gt;TÓCAME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-6455171041016789989?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6455171041016789989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=6455171041016789989' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/6455171041016789989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/6455171041016789989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/12/sed-de-piel.html' title='SED DE PIEL'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Syp9eahvMYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/i9K6Uk7fN48/s72-c/niankhkhnumykhunumhotepvf3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-282486234041617019</id><published>2009-12-05T14:00:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T18:44:46.217+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INVITADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SxqaO-8mQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/YIaDJXuEhn0/s1600-h/invitacion-mensaje-botella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SxqaO-8mQ_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/YIaDJXuEhn0/s320/invitacion-mensaje-botella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411807484445082610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay muchas maneras de hacer llegar las invitaciones...&lt;br /&gt;de decidir a quien invitas a una celebración,&lt;br /&gt;hay muchas más de hacer que la gente sienta que de verdad quieres que estén,&lt;br /&gt;diferentes formas de demostrar quien es el anfitrión,&lt;br /&gt;también de admitir la importancia que tienen las personas en tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;de guardarles UN sitio,&lt;br /&gt;o de guardarles SU sitio,&lt;br /&gt;siempre hay mil maneras de hacer las cosas&lt;br /&gt;.................................&lt;br /&gt;y siempre tenemos que escoger una&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;aunque creamos que no siempre escogemos&lt;br /&gt;................................&lt;br /&gt;jamás pensé ser invitada a mi casa a través de un e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-282486234041617019?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/282486234041617019/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=282486234041617019' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/282486234041617019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>SOCIÓPATA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Swu-56d6_7I/AAAAAAAAARk/zCzPesxB8R0/s1600/bici.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407625679744991154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Swu-56d6_7I/AAAAAAAAARk/zCzPesxB8R0/s320/bici.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Swu-gscxyTI/AAAAAAAAARc/7yQDZ6F69Mo/s1600/bici.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me entran ganas de largarme lejos,&lt;br /&gt;de no ver a nadie más,&lt;br /&gt;la gente me agobia,&lt;br /&gt;y hablo de la gente como un ente propio,&lt;br /&gt;no de personas en particular.&lt;br /&gt;Yo a las personas las aprecio,&lt;br /&gt;lo que no soporto son las masas,&lt;br /&gt;los desconocidos,&lt;br /&gt;que por tener esa condición de desconocidos&lt;br /&gt;se comportan como unos desconsiderados,&lt;br /&gt;que aunque empiezan por las mismas letras&lt;br /&gt;no entiendo porque tienen que ir de la mano.&lt;br /&gt;Me entran ganas de gritar,&lt;br /&gt;cuando veo injustos, caraduras, imbéciles,&lt;br /&gt;sujetos que no piensan en otra cosa&lt;br /&gt;que en su propio beneficio personal e INMEDIATO,&lt;br /&gt;y lo pongo en mayúsculas porque estoy convencida&lt;br /&gt;que no se dan cuenta que muchos de sus actos&lt;br /&gt;en un futuro no les traerán nada bueno...&lt;br /&gt;En fin ayer me llamaste sociopata entre risas,&lt;br /&gt;tal vez lo sea un poquito...&lt;br /&gt;pero eso sí muy inofensiva....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguien sabe de un campo libre al que me pueda largar????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-6511278746283806512?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Swu-56d6_7I/AAAAAAAAARk/zCzPesxB8R0/s72-c/bici.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-884497516950519859</id><published>2009-11-21T12:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:18:44.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SUERTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SwfoZwQ2tRI/AAAAAAAAARU/yD745i5Sv4M/s1600/orgasmo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SwfoZwQ2tRI/AAAAAAAAARU/yD745i5Sv4M/s320/orgasmo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406545406831539474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es la suerte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se puede ver de diferentes puntos de vista,&lt;br /&gt;el de que las cosas te pasan porque si,&lt;br /&gt;sin que tú hagas nada por conseguirlas,&lt;br /&gt;desde el de que estés en el sitio adecuado en el momento adecuado,&lt;br /&gt;incluso desde el que estando en el momento adecuado,&lt;br /&gt;estés trabajando para favorecer que la suerte se fije en tí.&lt;br /&gt;No sé si ha sido una mezcla de todos, pero me siento afortunada...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-884497516950519859?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/884497516950519859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-5814220084214243211</id><published>2009-11-15T12:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T12:43:41.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RECORDANDO SIN QUERER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sv_ln79QbUI/AAAAAAAAARM/7rdVry0AlEo/s1600-h/recuerdos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sv_ln79QbUI/AAAAAAAAARM/7rdVry0AlEo/s320/recuerdos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404290552140164418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A veces parece que aparecen cosas,&lt;br /&gt;que las trae el viento...&lt;br /&gt;Te despiertas una mañana y tienes un día gris,&lt;br /&gt;un día azul,&lt;br /&gt;otro rojo,&lt;br /&gt;uno aterciopelado,&lt;br /&gt;amable,&lt;br /&gt;feliz,&lt;br /&gt;triste,&lt;br /&gt;melancólico,&lt;br /&gt;ése en el que los recuerdos se hacen tangibles,&lt;br /&gt;están tan presentes que los puedes casi tocar y oler,&lt;br /&gt;que traicionero es el viento...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-5814220084214243211?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5814220084214243211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=5814220084214243211' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5814220084214243211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5814220084214243211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/11/recordando-sin-querer.html' title='RECORDANDO SIN QUERER'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sv_ln79QbUI/AAAAAAAAARM/7rdVry0AlEo/s72-c/recuerdos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3911194080081416767</id><published>2009-11-10T09:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:46:22.717+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SvknCJ_FkJI/AAAAAAAAARE/G1ZGKdv5XkM/s1600-h/IMGP0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SvknCJ_FkJI/AAAAAAAAARE/G1ZGKdv5XkM/s320/IMGP0481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402392146001367186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Érase una vez...&lt;br /&gt;en una ciudad muy lejana,&lt;br /&gt;un día como hoy&lt;br /&gt;nació una persona muy especial,&lt;br /&gt;una persona que si está por tú lado no pasa desapercibida,&lt;br /&gt;que si entra en tú vida te puedes sentir afortunado,&lt;br /&gt;una persona muy grande,&lt;br /&gt;que siempre sonríe,&lt;br /&gt;siempre saca lo mejor de todo lo pequeño,&lt;br /&gt;una persona feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidades amor&lt;div 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text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SvMr6OSBIHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xTZkkoMaxOs/s320/IMGP2610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400708657413431410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incertidumbre, no saber que pasará en el futuro,&lt;br /&gt;en 20 días todo cambia de nuevo,&lt;br /&gt;ansiedad generalizada,&lt;br /&gt;la espalda completamente congestionada,&lt;br /&gt;dolor, mucho dolor,&lt;br /&gt;cansancio,&lt;br /&gt;pero sobretodo nervios.&lt;br /&gt;Tiempos extraños,&lt;br /&gt;en los que te puedes sentar a leer al sol&lt;br /&gt;en una mañana de noviembre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2871287189156174088?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2871287189156174088/comments/default' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SvMr6OSBIHI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xTZkkoMaxOs/s72-c/IMGP2610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-7331536181424051138</id><published>2009-10-27T12:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:42:00.934+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPERIMENTANDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SubcgVS58lI/AAAAAAAAAQs/C7-b0B1gYao/s1600-h/amor-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397243651480482386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SubcgVS58lI/AAAAAAAAAQs/C7-b0B1gYao/s320/amor-web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pues sí, estoy experimentando nuevas sensaciones,&lt;br /&gt;sensaciones de seguridad,&lt;br /&gt;de amor incondicional,&lt;br /&gt;ufff,&lt;br /&gt;me abrumo,&lt;br /&gt;es dificil pensar que puedes ser querido,&lt;br /&gt;y que puedes querer,&lt;br /&gt;que alguien está junto a tí,&lt;br /&gt;que te valora&lt;br /&gt;y te quiere cuidar,&lt;br /&gt;y que por supuesto merece ser querido&lt;br /&gt;gracias!&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/7347874744995879990-7331536181424051138?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7331536181424051138/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=7331536181424051138' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7331536181424051138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7331536181424051138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/10/experimentando.html' title='EXPERIMENTANDO'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SubcgVS58lI/AAAAAAAAAQs/C7-b0B1gYao/s72-c/amor-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3565745082488056447</id><published>2009-10-20T09:49:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:53:43.004+02:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/St1sUvmgCnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/nabzM0Qf7Z8/s1600-h/1201035716_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394587032290855538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/St1sUvmgCnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/nabzM0Qf7Z8/s320/1201035716_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juntos podremos superar cualquier cosa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ufffffffff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo no sé que es lo que hay que superar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ni siquiera sé si estoy preparada para superar algo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lo único que siento hoy es ese escozor en los ojos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esas lágrimas que no quieren quedarse quietas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cómo puedo sujetarlas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La mente en negro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en negro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No te quiero arrastrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no quiero,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sí quiero dejar de llorar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-3565745082488056447?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3565745082488056447/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=3565745082488056447' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3565745082488056447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3565745082488056447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/10/juntos.html' title='JUNTOS'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/St1sUvmgCnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/nabzM0Qf7Z8/s72-c/1201035716_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-6047332753195494318</id><published>2009-10-14T19:10:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:38:59.489+02:00</updated><title type='text'>NUEVAS ETAPAS</title><content type='html'>Unas puertas se cierran, otras se abren...&lt;br /&gt;no sé cuál me da más miedo si la que cierro,&lt;br /&gt;o la que abro.&lt;br /&gt;La que cierro porque no sé cuánto más me costará cerrarla,&lt;br /&gt;la que abro por el miedo de lo vivida en la que ahora cierro,&lt;br /&gt;uff, cuanto abrir y cerrar,no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-6047332753195494318?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6047332753195494318/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=6047332753195494318' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/6047332753195494318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/6047332753195494318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/10/nuevas-etapas.html' title='NUEVAS ETAPAS'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-22433068426280813</id><published>2009-10-07T12:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:27:57.774+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFIANZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SsxsdAQIwEI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UZ-AzFGn4-w/s1600-h/ciega1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389802099595329602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SsxsdAQIwEI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UZ-AzFGn4-w/s320/ciega1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SsxsPJGBrMI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8r0G3dJ6lvI/s1600-h/ciega.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me gusta sentir que puedo confiar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiendo a hacerlo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y me gusta sentir que confian en mi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creo que a veces viene bien contar como nos sentimos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a mi me gusta que las personas en quien confío confíen en mi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te cuento mis distintos estados de ánimo, mis ilusiones, mis decepciones, los capítulos oscuros de mi vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me gusta poder sentir que conozco a quien está a mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7347874744995879990-22433068426280813?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/22433068426280813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=22433068426280813' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/22433068426280813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/22433068426280813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/10/confianza.html' title='CONFIANZA'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SsxsdAQIwEI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UZ-AzFGn4-w/s72-c/ciega1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3338572800086763436</id><published>2009-10-06T10:31:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:33:57.482+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA SONRISA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SssAXT5wQ6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/mYJDXgPke_I/s1600-h/20090518-20071211223952-feliz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389401779558433698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SssAXT5wQ6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/mYJDXgPke_I/s320/20090518-20071211223952-feliz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que bien sienta sonreir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a veces intento sonreir aunque no tenga ganas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y entonces noto un cambio en mi estado de ánimo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quiero seguir sonriendo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;espero que en el futuro aprenda a sonreir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;creo que es un buen paso hacia la felicidad.&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/7347874744995879990-3338572800086763436?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3338572800086763436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=3338572800086763436' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3338572800086763436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3338572800086763436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/10/sonrisa.html' title='UNA SONRISA'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SssAXT5wQ6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/mYJDXgPke_I/s72-c/20090518-20071211223952-feliz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-8665081306866469130</id><published>2009-09-21T20:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:04:35.624+02:00</updated><title type='text'>IGNORADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SrfNsYyRfiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1FeXoljmC64/s1600-h/ciego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SrfNsYyRfiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1FeXoljmC64/s320/ciego.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383998041995968034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A veces me siento ignorada,&lt;br /&gt;como si no me escucharas,&lt;br /&gt;o como si decidieras no ver a tu alrededor,&lt;br /&gt;acaso no ves todos los elementos que conforman el contexto.&lt;br /&gt;Acaso lo único que hace daño es lo que haces?&lt;br /&gt;o a veces es lo que no haces?&lt;br /&gt;o lo que decides ignorar...&lt;br /&gt;porque para ti está bien,&lt;br /&gt;ni te lo planteas, siendo lo más fácil.&lt;br /&gt;A veces me siento insignificante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-8665081306866469130?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/8665081306866469130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=8665081306866469130' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8665081306866469130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8665081306866469130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/09/ignorada.html' title='IGNORADA'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SrfNsYyRfiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1FeXoljmC64/s72-c/ciego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-8944937516890785118</id><published>2009-09-16T09:56:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:18:03.388+02:00</updated><title type='text'>TE DESEO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SrCcnsO_YLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zT56Vf6SEnY/s1600-h/caricias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381973760410607794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SrCcnsO_YLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zT56Vf6SEnY/s320/caricias.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SrCccm960UI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FkmNCeUERbQ/s1600-h/QCAW6Y932CA9W3G74CASP3QCOCAKUL64ICA1QCW4TCA1FOIBZCAM25KDKCA478506CAF9D35JCACIR3VOCA77KSRZCAOXLD2WCAZ45VHSCAE1H7HECAUHHWJWCAQOBLHHCAV5Z18OCAUGJMH0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;¿Qué desear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tal vez que tu piel esté tan cerca de la mía que su olor vuelva locas mis hormonas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que mi mente sólo piense en recibir tu tacto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que quiera acariciar cada parte de tu cuerpo con cada parte del mío,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que mi boca empiece a besar tu cara, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deslizar suavemente mi lengua por tus labios,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saborearlos mientras mi pecho nota el tacto de tu pecho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acercarme lentamente a tu oído y susurrarte cosas que te vuelvan loco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mientras mi mano desciende suavemente por tu espalda,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y la otra nota como tu piel se eriza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tus pezones se ponen duros y llaman a mis labios,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ellos empiezan a descender por tu cuello y besan y lamen tu pecho, tu barriga, tu costado, buscando tu espalda,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;llego a tu columna y la desciendo con la punta de mi lengua,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;te muerdo el culo, ay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;te das la vuelta y me encuentro tu pene, duro muy duro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero decido que aún no le toca, primero me voy a deleitar con tus ingles, beso tus piernas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y subo poco a poco de nuevo a lamer tus labios, mientras rozo tu polla con mi cuerpo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bajo de nuevo suavemente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y empiezo a besar tu pene dulcemente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;los besos se convierten en caricias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mi lengua te acaricia entero ahora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y ahora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Que es lo que deseas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8944937516890785118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8944937516890785118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/09/te-deseo.html' title='TE DESEO...'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SrCcnsO_YLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zT56Vf6SEnY/s72-c/caricias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-8173736470261264632</id><published>2009-09-14T12:17:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:32:40.183+02:00</updated><title type='text'>TAL VEZ NO ME ENSEÑARON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sq4brWs7-gI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fE_gixIZK6M/s1600-h/felicidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381269036396706306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sq4brWs7-gI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fE_gixIZK6M/s320/felicidad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sq4ahuM7MKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OjZvNpm0IrE/s1600-h/manual20felicidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me saboteo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me autodestruyo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no me valoro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por no dejar, no me dejo ni llevar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;todo es negro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;relato y relato,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no me permito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me agobio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me angustio,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me entristezco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no me soporto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tal vez no me enseñaron a ser feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero estoy aprendiendo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muy lentamente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero al fin y al cabo aprendiendo&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/7347874744995879990-8173736470261264632?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/8173736470261264632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=8173736470261264632' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8173736470261264632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8173736470261264632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/09/tal-vez-no-me-ensenaron.html' title='TAL VEZ NO ME ENSEÑARON'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sq4brWs7-gI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fE_gixIZK6M/s72-c/felicidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3384198417201094277</id><published>2009-09-10T10:42:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:52:11.283+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MUDANZA</title><content type='html'>Una vez más...&lt;br /&gt;parece que los cambios no paran&lt;br /&gt;tengo un poco de vértigo,&lt;br /&gt;miedo normal supongo,&lt;br /&gt;pero contigo para cuidarme,&lt;br /&gt;sé que estará bien,&lt;br /&gt;sólo me tranquilizo pensando que tendré tú piel cerca siempre,&lt;br /&gt;cada noche...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sqi9shNxuuI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5jCzK1Wu7YA/s1600-h/up-casa-cascada-plano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379758327422106338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sqi9shNxuuI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5jCzK1Wu7YA/s320/up-casa-cascada-plano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te gusta esta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-3384198417201094277?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3384198417201094277/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=3384198417201094277' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3384198417201094277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3384198417201094277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/09/mudanza.html' title='MUDANZA'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sqi9shNxuuI/AAAAAAAAAPU/5jCzK1Wu7YA/s72-c/up-casa-cascada-plano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-5637538453777553263</id><published>2009-09-07T10:09:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T10:27:31.619+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HAZME TUYA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SqTD4IyCBSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/oxhn8FxjoAc/s1600-h/IMG_1809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378639224184636706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SqTD4IyCBSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/oxhn8FxjoAc/s320/IMG_1809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SqTDTBmzCYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pyaX7BRkMME/s1600-h/IMG_1811.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SqTBH-gb4iI/AAAAAAAAAO0/CVpJm-ynNf8/s1600-h/NUEVA.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hazme tuya,&lt;br /&gt;no me canso de repetirlo,&lt;br /&gt;consigue que sea tuya,&lt;br /&gt;que me sienta protegida, y cuidada,&lt;br /&gt;que me sienta a salvo,&lt;br /&gt;hazme tuya, no sólo físicamente,&lt;br /&gt;sino mentalemente,&lt;br /&gt;igual que has aprendido a hacer tuya mi imagen,&lt;br /&gt;haz que crea en esto,&lt;br /&gt;que crea en la vida,&lt;br /&gt;en la felicidad.&lt;br /&gt;Porque lo que es de uno es lo que más se protege,&lt;br /&gt;se defiende y se cuida.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero disfrutar de todo a tu lado,&lt;br /&gt;y para ello necesito saber que me has hecho tuya,&lt;br /&gt;sin dejar de ser yo misma,&lt;br /&gt;es decir siendo tuya siendo mía.&lt;br /&gt;Igual que eres mío y no dejas de ser tuyo.&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/7347874744995879990-5637538453777553263?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5637538453777553263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=5637538453777553263' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5637538453777553263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5637538453777553263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/09/hazme-tuya.html' title='HAZME TUYA'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SqTD4IyCBSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/oxhn8FxjoAc/s72-c/IMG_1809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-7264198872157252747</id><published>2009-09-01T11:14:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:28:50.322+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MI CABEZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SpzmLOaiWpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/9gm0jPNtLcU/s1600-h/lio-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376425135695878802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SpzmLOaiWpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/9gm0jPNtLcU/s320/lio-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pues si como siempre mi cabeza está hecha un lío,&lt;br /&gt;lo lío todo,&lt;br /&gt;pero no queriendo,&lt;br /&gt;es que no sé que pasa dentro de mí,&lt;br /&gt;pero cada vez peor,&lt;br /&gt;un año movidito, muchos, muchísimos cambios,&lt;br /&gt;y ahora a los síntomas tristes se añaden los ansiosos.&lt;br /&gt;BIEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;desde luego mis trabajos no lo facilitan,&lt;br /&gt;nervios, temperaturas...&lt;br /&gt;mi casa tampoco, un desastre...&lt;br /&gt;las personas que tengo alrededor cada una a su manera,&lt;br /&gt;aunque algunas maneras... ya sabes que no las entiendo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mucho tiempo sin actualizar por aquí,&lt;br /&gt;un año de sensaciones...&lt;br /&gt;Que seguirán rodeandome...&lt;br /&gt;Las sensaciones siempre están...&lt;br /&gt;sólo depende de como las interpretemos,no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7264198872157252747?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7264198872157252747/comments/default' title='Enviar 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SpzmLOaiWpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/9gm0jPNtLcU/s72-c/lio-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-1960044272397841287</id><published>2009-07-29T15:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:42:45.915+02:00</updated><title type='text'>TU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SnBRqHdKGFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/r25zOpmZAjs/s1600-h/amor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363876940195960914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SnBRqHdKGFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/r25zOpmZAjs/s320/amor1.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/7347874744995879990-1960044272397841287?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1960044272397841287/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=1960044272397841287' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/1960044272397841287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/1960044272397841287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/07/tu.html' title='TU'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SnBRqHdKGFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/r25zOpmZAjs/s72-c/amor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-7006516709624909157</id><published>2009-07-09T22:08:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:53:30.861+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miradas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>LUZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SlZObvq3_yI/AAAAAAAAAOc/TvrmeI4Dy44/s1600-h/mujer-luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SlZObvq3_yI/AAAAAAAAAOc/TvrmeI4Dy44/s320/mujer-luz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356555045363515170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cuando me miras me lleno de luz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen:http://anaisay.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/mujer-luz.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7006516709624909157?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7006516709624909157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=7006516709624909157' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7006516709624909157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7006516709624909157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/07/luz.html' title='LUZ'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SlZObvq3_yI/AAAAAAAAAOc/TvrmeI4Dy44/s72-c/mujer-luz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-6200269974248869574</id><published>2009-07-07T14:55:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T15:03:15.071+02:00</updated><title type='text'>VÁMONOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SlNF3AsDtwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/W5uEkC27Blo/s1600-h/2943414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355701193253566210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SlNF3AsDtwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/W5uEkC27Blo/s320/2943414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me iría a donde fuera,&lt;br /&gt;haría cualquier locura,&lt;br /&gt;daría todo mi tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;porque será el mejor tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;el mejor sitio...&lt;br /&gt;Te vienes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-6200269974248869574?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6200269974248869574/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=6200269974248869574' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/6200269974248869574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/6200269974248869574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/07/vamonos.html' title='VÁMONOS'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SlNF3AsDtwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/W5uEkC27Blo/s72-c/2943414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-4579378032425742537</id><published>2009-07-01T17:47:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:02:02.652+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EN TUS BRAZOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuFZHSOmxI/AAAAAAAAANs/lltzvcle9c4/s1600-h/cruzadps.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353519248558693138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuFZHSOmxI/AAAAAAAAANs/lltzvcle9c4/s320/cruzadps.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El mejor sitio del mundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para dormirme, para despertarme,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para pasar un día entero,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hablando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acariciándonos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jugando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;respirando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;escuchando tú respiración,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sintiendo tú piel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en mi espalda, en mi cara, en mi pecho, en mis piernas, y entre ellas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esa sensación que me vuelve loca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en la que estoy pensando todo el día,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y que sólo deseo que llegue el momento de estar de nuevo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en tus brazos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-4579378032425742537?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4579378032425742537/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=4579378032425742537' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/4579378032425742537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/4579378032425742537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/07/en-tus-brazos.html' title='EN TUS BRAZOS'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuFZHSOmxI/AAAAAAAAANs/lltzvcle9c4/s72-c/cruzadps.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2590129814166284951</id><published>2009-06-13T16:30:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:34:08.474+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MI CAMA VACÍA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SjO4Gznsl3I/AAAAAAAAANk/k5Dqd4ghsXg/s1600-h/cama_vacia_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346819609694345074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SjO4Gznsl3I/AAAAAAAAANk/k5Dqd4ghsXg/s320/cama_vacia_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi cama vacía no me gusta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se me hace enorme,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me siento muy pequeña,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no sé ni cómo colocarme,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me sobran almohadas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me sobra sábana, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me falta calor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi cama vacía no me gusta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no hay a quien abrazarse tras un sueño espantoso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no hay a quien besar a media noche,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ni por la mañana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada vez me gusta menos dormir sola,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bueno no, no es que no me guste dormir sola,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;una vez me duermo duermo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lo que no me gusta es acostarme sola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi cama vacía no me gusta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me gusta contigo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2590129814166284951?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2590129814166284951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=2590129814166284951' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2590129814166284951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2590129814166284951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/06/mi-cama-vacia.html' title='MI CAMA VACÍA'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SjO4Gznsl3I/AAAAAAAAANk/k5Dqd4ghsXg/s72-c/cama_vacia_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2312854875774391419</id><published>2009-06-12T14:24:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:37:53.308+02:00</updated><title type='text'>TRABAJOS MIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SjJL1ttcv3I/AAAAAAAAANc/8X7fkB4BTA4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346419093817573234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SjJL1ttcv3I/AAAAAAAAANc/8X7fkB4BTA4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parece que como dice mi niña, todo viene rodado, trabajos dispares que se entrecruzan cubriendo las horas del día.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y han llegado en el momento justo de la desesperación.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parece que si que la vida te va dando lo que vas necesitando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;voy a estar con 3 cosas a la vez, por lo menos 2 relacionadas con mi pasión: la sexualidad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y la otra no pero será la que me ayude a mantenerme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estaré todo el día liada, pero no me importa, me encanta la actividad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como ha cambiado mi vida en un año! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La vida que divertido es ir descubriendo lo que te va deparando....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alguien quiere que le prepare un desayuno????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2312854875774391419?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2312854875774391419/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=2312854875774391419' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2312854875774391419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2312854875774391419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/06/trabajos-mil.html' title='TRABAJOS MIL'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SjJL1ttcv3I/AAAAAAAAANc/8X7fkB4BTA4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3122126151993101345</id><published>2009-06-02T15:47:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:56:17.904+02:00</updated><title type='text'>EN OBRAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SiUvLkNNQvI/AAAAAAAAANU/nv7YwhXfjWs/s1600-h/corazon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342728408689099506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SiUvLkNNQvI/AAAAAAAAANU/nv7YwhXfjWs/s320/corazon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi cuerpo y mi mente están en obras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;disculpen las molestias...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque sí sé que estas obras pueden causar algunas molestias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;son la causa de mis inseguridades, de mis miedos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de mi incapacidad de disfrutar más de las cosas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero es que durante mi vida se ha ido desmoronando &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;con los golpes que ha ido recibiendo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A veces noto como se cae un pedacito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en ese momento noto un gran vacío,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;es un sentimiento extraño,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a veces es un sentimiento de vacío pero a la vez lleno de angustia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A todo esto ayer le pusieron una etiqueta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jajaja, una ETIQUETA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y para ella querían un tratamiento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en este mundo todo se arregla con parches?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yo prefiero estar en obras el tiempo que haga falta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y después salir bien arregladita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La palabra cura,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El amor tambien ayuda,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sobretodo el sentirse arropado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-3122126151993101345?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3122126151993101345/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=3122126151993101345' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3122126151993101345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3122126151993101345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/06/en-obras.html' title='EN OBRAS'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SiUvLkNNQvI/AAAAAAAAANU/nv7YwhXfjWs/s72-c/corazon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3486741797285079414</id><published>2009-05-27T15:04:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:11:38.378+02:00</updated><title type='text'>FELICIDADES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sh061hrlBhI/AAAAAAAAANM/yW75wLArrAY/s1600-h/isa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340489424379905554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sh061hrlBhI/AAAAAAAAANM/yW75wLArrAY/s320/isa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoy es un día feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque celebraremos el día en que esta personita llegó a este mundo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por suerte 8 años después nuestros mundos coincidieron,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y me siento muy afortunada de que no se hayan alejado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que seas muy feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y que tú vida siga evolucionando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siempre positivamente porque te lo mereces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por tú dedicación y trabajo diario,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;porque eres constante, perseverante, luchadora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y millones de cosas más...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eres preciosa por dentro y por fuera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te quiero bonita, tú lo sabes,&lt;br /&gt;eres un cachito fundamental de mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;y desde luego siempre lo serás.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-3486741797285079414?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3486741797285079414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=3486741797285079414' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3486741797285079414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3486741797285079414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/05/felicidades.html' title='FELICIDADES'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sh061hrlBhI/AAAAAAAAANM/yW75wLArrAY/s72-c/isa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-7264247332906613787</id><published>2009-05-20T16:02:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:04:10.492+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MIS CADERAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/ShQNhoEPtWI/AAAAAAAAANE/jGO9YFoeARk/s1600-h/000aaamujer_sensual_45_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337906329682949474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/ShQNhoEPtWI/AAAAAAAAANE/jGO9YFoeARk/s320/000aaamujer_sensual_45_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El lugar favorito de mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;mis caderas...&lt;br /&gt;y el mejor adorno de ese lugar&lt;br /&gt;tus manos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7264247332906613787?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7264247332906613787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=7264247332906613787' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7264247332906613787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7264247332906613787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/05/mi-cuerpo.html' title='MIS CADERAS'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/ShQNhoEPtWI/AAAAAAAAANE/jGO9YFoeARk/s72-c/000aaamujer_sensual_45_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-7513009404258735629</id><published>2009-05-14T19:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:34:52.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MIEDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SgxUjzFC_DI/AAAAAAAAAM8/8iwoA_aowng/s1600-h/339298727_f7c0b980e9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335732632510725170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SgxUjzFC_DI/AAAAAAAAAM8/8iwoA_aowng/s320/339298727_f7c0b980e9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No paro de crecer, cada vez soy más adulta,&lt;br /&gt;pero hay algunos miedos que están tan arraigados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que parece que ni el mejor razonamiento los puede quitar de mi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoy te he visto, y de nuevo el nudo en el estómago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no puedo evitarlo, pero me encantaría&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parece ser que se arraigaron unos sentimientos negativos tan fuertes asociados a tú persona que aunque no estés presente en mi vida siempre afectarás en ella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tú eres el culpable de mis mayores miedos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el culpable de mis inseguridades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el culpable de que me culpe de todo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de que siempre piense en negativo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de que mi mundo sea negro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y me dirigiste a un camino por el que al final llegué a perderme y puede que nunca más pueda encontrarme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sí, sé que tú eres el culpable, pero aún así no puedo superar esa sensación de fragilidad e inseguridad cuando estás cerca, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y por cosas de la vida siempre seguirás cerca, porque nos une algo muy importante, algo que espero no destroces como a mí.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde luego eso es lo que más miedo me da, y lo que no te perdonaría jamás, lo mío te lo perdone y pase a ignorarte, no te guardo rencor, pero si rompes algo más eso será lo que hará que te odie para el resto de mi vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Será odio mezclado con miedo, pero odio al fin y al cabo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoy te he visto y de nuevo se me ha encogido el corazón y me han entrado ganas de llorar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hay miedos que nunca se superan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.flickr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/7347874744995879990-7513009404258735629?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SgxUjzFC_DI/AAAAAAAAAM8/8iwoA_aowng/s72-c/339298727_f7c0b980e9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2504432981409538228</id><published>2009-05-08T14:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:45:58.966+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CUMPLEAÑOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SgQpZGa2cUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/04iN-tNqXbk/s1600-h/cumpleanos.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SgQpZGa2cUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/04iN-tNqXbk/s320/cumpleanos.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333433369910210882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un año más...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un año más?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Este año ya todo es diferente,&lt;br /&gt;del año pasado a este mi vida ha cambiado,&lt;br /&gt;mucho.&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a todos los que estais ahí siempre,&lt;br /&gt;espero que este año las cosas tomen rumbo,&lt;br /&gt;no sé cuál, algún rumbo...&lt;br /&gt;y que poco a poco (muy poco a poco) aprenda a dejarme ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;yo seguiré perdida, lo sabeis,&lt;br /&gt;pero sé que siempre os puedo encontrar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2504432981409538228?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2504432981409538228/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SgQpZGa2cUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/04iN-tNqXbk/s72-c/cumpleanos.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-5959166632843969919</id><published>2009-04-29T15:03:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:11:04.802+02:00</updated><title type='text'>OLORES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SfhRK0jtvRI/AAAAAAAAAMU/T-_qm4NSikM/s1600-h/files.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330099405341965586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SfhRK0jtvRI/AAAAAAAAAMU/T-_qm4NSikM/s320/files.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hay mil olores que me gustan,&lt;br /&gt;me recuerdan situaciones,&lt;br /&gt;me ayudan a relajarme,&lt;br /&gt;el olor a jazmín que inunda Sevilla,&lt;br /&gt;la dama de noche, tan dulce...&lt;br /&gt;el olor a playa en la piel,&lt;br /&gt;e incluso el olor a sol...&lt;br /&gt;pero el mejor olor es el que se queda en mi cuerpo después de estar contigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SfhRHFAJipI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yVMTyaOEO8c/s1600-h/20061221015208-deseo-580x435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330099341036718738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SfhRHFAJipI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yVMTyaOEO8c/s320/20061221015208-deseo-580x435.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/7347874744995879990-5959166632843969919?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SfhRK0jtvRI/AAAAAAAAAMU/T-_qm4NSikM/s72-c/files.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-8520733920048142035</id><published>2009-04-22T13:50:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:07:00.209+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PRIMAVERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Se8GP-fLcNI/AAAAAAAAAME/GC9zEcdRpZ0/s1600-h/largo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327483755744162002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Se8GP-fLcNI/AAAAAAAAAME/GC9zEcdRpZ0/s320/largo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya llegó la primavera, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y ya al fin ya están llegando los días de buen tiempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;los días están llenos de luz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y empieza a apetecer ponerse ropa ligera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la ropa de primavera es la más suave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;te acaricia la piel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la piel empieza a ver el sol después del invierno y empieza a coger tonos bonitos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y así te apetece ponerte ropa que deje ver partes de tu cuerpo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y así dejas que la sensualidad fluya por tu cuerpo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y aunque apetece  mucho estar en la calle al solecito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo me pasaría todo el día en la cama...&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/7347874744995879990-8520733920048142035?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Se8GP-fLcNI/AAAAAAAAAME/GC9zEcdRpZ0/s72-c/largo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-7711089752123050870</id><published>2009-04-16T19:41:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:50:59.315+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DE VUELTA A CASA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sedv2yCaDwI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xXF8hh23mYA/s1600-h/abrazos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sedv2yCaDwI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xXF8hh23mYA/s320/abrazos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325348071324389122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;De nuvo en casa,&lt;br /&gt;creo que hacía tiempo que no tenía tantas ganas de volver,&lt;br /&gt;lo mejor: de nuevo en tus brazos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7711089752123050870?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7711089752123050870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=7711089752123050870' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7711089752123050870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7711089752123050870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/04/de-vuelta-casa.html' title='DE VUELTA A CASA'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sedv2yCaDwI/AAAAAAAAAL8/xXF8hh23mYA/s72-c/abrazos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-1151042833957105153</id><published>2009-04-07T16:08:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:36:23.318+02:00</updated><title type='text'>DÍA LLUVIOSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SdtgrFIjo_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/X7-IbvSSWUc/s1600-h/lluvia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SdtgrFIjo_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/X7-IbvSSWUc/s320/lluvia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321953677897081842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Llueve,&lt;br /&gt;hace frío,&lt;br /&gt;hay poca cosa que hacer por aquí,&lt;br /&gt;sólo mirar por la ventana como caen las gotas juguetonas,&lt;br /&gt;y dejar volar la mente...&lt;br /&gt;de repente siento tus manos por mi cintura,&lt;br /&gt;me cogen suavemente pero a la vez sé que no me puedo mover&lt;br /&gt;sólo podré moverme cómo tú me muevas,&lt;br /&gt;tú me diriges...&lt;br /&gt;tus labios en mi cuello,&lt;br /&gt;me acarician, y tus dientes les acompañan,&lt;br /&gt;consigues erizar toda mi piel,&lt;br /&gt;me desnudas lentamente,&lt;br /&gt;mientras acaricias mi pecho empiezas a lamer mi espalda,&lt;br /&gt;bajas lentamente...&lt;br /&gt;me muerdes...&lt;br /&gt;gimo...&lt;br /&gt;me muerdes de nuevo, pero esta vez más fuerte,&lt;br /&gt;me giras y me pones contra la ventana,&lt;br /&gt;siento el vidrio frío contra mi espalda y tú pecho caliente contra el mío,&lt;br /&gt;ya no tengo frío.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora sólo tengo ganas de tí...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-1151042833957105153?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1151042833957105153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=1151042833957105153' title='7 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/1151042833957105153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/1151042833957105153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/04/dia-lluvioso.html' title='DÍA LLUVIOSO'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SdtgrFIjo_I/AAAAAAAAAL0/X7-IbvSSWUc/s72-c/lluvia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3649541637296269813</id><published>2009-04-01T11:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:56:30.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>MI NUEVA DROGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SdM5WZk2kCI/AAAAAAAAALs/WrPLNaRngaU/s1600-h/1196167720_extras_albumes_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319658641840050210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SdM5WZk2kCI/AAAAAAAAALs/WrPLNaRngaU/s320/1196167720_extras_albumes_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moverme, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sentirme,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;al ritmo de la música,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ta ta ta ta, taca taca ta...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sentir como mi cuerpo cambia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sentir como me vuelvo más...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reirme de mí misma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rendirme a mi cuerpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7347874744995879990-3649541637296269813?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3649541637296269813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=3649541637296269813' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3649541637296269813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3649541637296269813'/><link 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SdDQDhNl6hI/AAAAAAAAALc/Nzq3LCY4_O8/s1600-h/desnuda_en_la_arena.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318979918798121490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SdDQDhNl6hI/AAAAAAAAALc/Nzq3LCY4_O8/s320/desnuda_en_la_arena.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SdDOuoY9yJI/AAAAAAAAALU/PM1HQSKmc-U/s1600-h/playas-nudistas-en-valencia.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nuestros cuerpos desnudos bajo el Sol,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;con el ruido de las olas de fondo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no hay nadie cerca,&lt;br /&gt;ni lejos,&lt;br /&gt;estamos solos,&lt;br /&gt;la playa es nuestra,&lt;br /&gt;el tiempo es nuestro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se me va la razón,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;se me fue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sólo siento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;te siento junto a mí,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siento tú piel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y tú voz se mezcla con la música del mundo.&lt;/div&gt;Mi piel se eriza,&lt;br /&gt;la tuya me acompaña,&lt;br /&gt;me vuelves loca...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJcHxwQRzDA/SLMsH7jQZaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/eM1zVaSOkzc/s320/desnuda_en_la_arena.JPG"&gt;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eJcHxwQRzDA/SLMsH7jQZaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/eM1zVaSOkzc/s320/desnuda_en_la_arena.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7959873183109458995?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7959873183109458995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SdDQDhNl6hI/AAAAAAAAALc/Nzq3LCY4_O8/s72-c/desnuda_en_la_arena.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-6035911020016894249</id><published>2009-03-20T21:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:21:35.347+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NUEVA FACETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/ScP6lVMS7QI/AAAAAAAAALM/F6eX0_F-PvA/s1600-h/tacon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315367504478137602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/ScP6lVMS7QI/AAAAAAAAALM/F6eX0_F-PvA/s320/tacon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoy al fin, al fin he empezado lo que tanto esperaba,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y me he sentido bien,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No dormí en toda la noche,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y no me sentía ni cansada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;un nivel de activación debido a la ansiedad elevadísimo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a las 8 de la mañana mis ojos estaban abiertos como platos!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un día intenso!!!&lt;br /&gt;Muy intenso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y aún no ha acabado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y aunque los pies me matan...&lt;br /&gt;Vámonos de fiesta, pa celebrar cositas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-6035911020016894249?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6035911020016894249/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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cosas,&lt;br /&gt;y hace daño... mucho daño.&lt;br /&gt;Como se te ocurre tratarme así?&lt;br /&gt;Como puedes, ni siquiera, sentir que el orgullo te puede,&lt;br /&gt;y decir que yo hago alguna vez algo similar,&lt;br /&gt;no lo hago, no lo he hecho,&lt;br /&gt;tal vez no tengo mucho orgullo.&lt;br /&gt;Lo que si tengo es dignidad,&lt;br /&gt;y con eso trato a las personas,&lt;br /&gt;sobretodo a las personas a las que quiero.&lt;br /&gt;Porque a quien yo quiero para mi es especial y no merece que le trate con orgullo,&lt;br /&gt;que le trate mal,&lt;br /&gt;como tratar mal a alguien a quien quieres, y a alguien que te quiere,&lt;br /&gt;que te quiere y no entiende como no entiendes como le haces daño.&lt;br /&gt;Tómate tu tiempo, piensa, todo lo que quieras,&lt;br /&gt;y espero que no sea demasiado tarde cuando aprendas a no tratarme mas con orgullo.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que no sea demasiado tarde cuando Dejes de pedirme que te diga lo que quiero y empieces a decir que es lo que quieres tú.&lt;br /&gt;Porque eso es lo que menos claro está&lt;br /&gt;QUE QUIERES TÚ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7272778286362444622?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7272778286362444622/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=7272778286362444622' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7272778286362444622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7272778286362444622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/03/orgullo.html' title='ORGULLO'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3374808226744045045</id><published>2009-03-16T16:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:49:38.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SIN ESPACIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sb5yhWx4QUI/AAAAAAAAALE/xH4Au72pDgE/s1600-h/sola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313810527719801154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sb5yhWx4QUI/AAAAAAAAALE/xH4Au72pDgE/s320/sola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A veces siento que me agobio,&lt;br /&gt;no puedo respirar,&lt;br /&gt;tengo algo muy pesado sobre el pecho...&lt;br /&gt;A veces me quitas ese peso de encima,&lt;br /&gt;me dejas respirar, me haces reir, me ayudas a crecer,&lt;br /&gt;Pero otras sólo haces que el peso aumente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cómo aprender a controlar ese peso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esos momentos no puedo pensar, y mucho menos hablar,&lt;br /&gt;si me haces hablar... lloro, no hablo,&lt;br /&gt;y si me insistes más en que hable... grito,&lt;br /&gt;o al menos tengo ganas de gritar,&lt;br /&gt;lo que pasa es que sólo salen lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La incertidumbre me pone peor,&lt;br /&gt;los cambios vertiginosos marean,&lt;br /&gt;la soledad no ayuda,&lt;br /&gt;cuando estoy sola las paredes se me vienen encima,&lt;br /&gt;me hago un nudo y dejo de estar en el mundo,&lt;br /&gt;paso de nuevo a mi interior,&lt;br /&gt;y los pensamientos negros inundan mi mente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otras veces hay situaciones que recuerdan&lt;br /&gt;otras situaciones ya vividas,&lt;br /&gt;y eso de repente es como un cuchillo frío&lt;br /&gt;que atraviesa el corazón,&lt;br /&gt;ese frío me inunda y me pone mala,&lt;br /&gt;me quita las ganas de seguir adelante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo me hace dudar,&lt;br /&gt;no tengo nada claro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dónde va todo esto???&lt;br /&gt;No lo sé...&lt;br /&gt;Ya lo veremos, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/donde-estoy-/sola.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/donde-estoy-/sola.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-3374808226744045045?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3374808226744045045/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=3374808226744045045' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3374808226744045045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3374808226744045045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/03/sin-espacio.html' title='SIN ESPACIO'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sb5yhWx4QUI/AAAAAAAAALE/xH4Au72pDgE/s72-c/sola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-4294743965426596436</id><published>2009-03-10T15:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:58:37.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ANSIEDAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SbZ6jANVTXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SCxNYmCxGrs/s1600-h/cansancio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311567552300010866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SbZ6jANVTXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SCxNYmCxGrs/s320/cansancio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me levanto por la mañana,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desayuno corriendo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me sienta mal el desayuno, claro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De nuevo esta sensación que me ahoga,&lt;br /&gt;parece ser que no puedo estar más de una semana bien,&lt;br /&gt;de nuevo está sensación de aceleración del pensamiento,&lt;br /&gt;y sin embargo el cuerpo está cansado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De nuevo mi cabeza le da vueltas a cosas que no entiendo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joder, que pare,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tonterías y más tonterías me agobian,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parece que no puedo superar la situación,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;más bien que la situación me supera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuevas situaciones que no sé si sabré sacar adelante,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuevas relaciones que no sé si soy capaz de afrontar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuevos contextos a los que no sé si me puedo adaptar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En fin, me siento atrapada y sé que no lo estoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-4294743965426596436?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/4294743965426596436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=4294743965426596436' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/4294743965426596436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/4294743965426596436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/03/ansiedad.html' title='ANSIEDAD'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SbZ6jANVTXI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SCxNYmCxGrs/s72-c/cansancio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-1488441850881197272</id><published>2009-03-04T17:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:50:30.602+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caricias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cariño'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='besos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mordiscos'/><title type='text'>BÉSAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sa6uY0i-o_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/0v8xQvLl9_s/s1600-h/N4Fa7vzXdkkxvudmcu3xdWFfo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309372752161842162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sa6uY0i-o_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/0v8xQvLl9_s/s320/N4Fa7vzXdkkxvudmcu3xdWFfo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bésame, bésame,&lt;br /&gt;no dejes de hacerlo,&lt;br /&gt;cuando me besas me olvido de lo demás,&lt;br /&gt;cuando me besas mi cuerpo cambia,&lt;br /&gt;cuando me besas mi mente se calma,&lt;br /&gt;pero también se excita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bésame,&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quieras,&lt;br /&gt;Dónde quieras,&lt;br /&gt;Siempre que quieras,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sa6uYWLCZoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/26K4J7SUmvc/s1600-h/7RGgy4cxikhqvjuvHlU1Fk0Vo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309372744008361602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sa6uYWLCZoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/26K4J7SUmvc/s320/7RGgy4cxikhqvjuvHlU1Fk0Vo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besos suaves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiernos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dulces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apasionados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuertes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sa6uYfeedpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/v6zpDF0ZpKg/s1600-h/7RGgy4cxikhqu99gLe7G2Ykuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309372746505811602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sa6uYfeedpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/v6zpDF0ZpKg/s320/7RGgy4cxikhqu99gLe7G2Ykuo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Besos que me acarician,&lt;br /&gt;Besos que me muerden,&lt;br /&gt;Besos que me mojan,&lt;br /&gt;Besos que me humedecen,&lt;br /&gt;Besos que me relajan,&lt;br /&gt;Besos que me estremecen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sa6uX37N4wI/AAAAAAAAAKc/shnjb9nKcOA/s1600-h/N4Fa7vzXdkkqg3szaplVqAxTo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309372735888941826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/Sa6uX37N4wI/AAAAAAAAAKc/shnjb9nKcOA/s320/N4Fa7vzXdkkqg3szaplVqAxTo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BÉSAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Imágenes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chagrin.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://chagrin.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/7347874744995879990-1488441850881197272?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1488441850881197272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=1488441850881197272' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/1488441850881197272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='espalda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cargas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alas'/><title type='text'>CARGAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SaaZb8DxlLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vkBwWISZSyc/s1600-h/guitarra-a-la-espalda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307097916160185522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SaaZb8DxlLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vkBwWISZSyc/s320/guitarra-a-la-espalda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Qué cargas llevas cada día?&lt;br /&gt;algunas son agradables, y las llevamos de forma voluntaria,&lt;br /&gt;otras por desgracia no,&lt;br /&gt;nos han enseñado desde pequeñitos que hay cosas que no se hablan,&lt;br /&gt;que hay cosas que simplemente te las guardas para ti,&lt;br /&gt;e incluso que hay cosas de otros que debes llevar tú porque si...&lt;br /&gt;Así iremos contrayendo pequeñas partes de nuestro cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;lo más habitual...&lt;br /&gt;tal vez la espalda, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si yo pudiera elegir lo único que cargaría serían unas alas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SaaZAoa2vPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5Ei7zywber8/s1600-h/20071109224639-87742290alas-20negras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307097447031815410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SaaZAoa2vPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5Ei7zywber8/s320/20071109224639-87742290alas-20negras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotos0.mundofotos.net/2009/20_01_2009/negro_blanco1232462698/guitarra-a-la-espalda.jpg"&gt;&lt;span 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3926952395191486665</id><published>2009-02-19T16:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:37:20.835+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SUEÑOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZ15461qYdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1QDif_zGqNY/s1600-h/dormida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304529954886279634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZ15461qYdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1QDif_zGqNY/s320/dormida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Qué quieren decir algunos sueños?&lt;br /&gt;Desde luego hay algunos muy reales&lt;br /&gt;te hacen tener sensaciones muy vivas...&lt;br /&gt;tanto que no sabes si lo has soñado o era una fantasía.&lt;br /&gt;Otros sabes que son sueños,&lt;br /&gt;simplemente sueños...&lt;br /&gt;Algunos te llevan a curiosas reflexiones cuando despiertas,&lt;br /&gt;los hay de los que no quisieras despertarte,&lt;br /&gt;tambien existen los que simplemente no querrías haberlos soñado,&lt;br /&gt;suerte que finalmente los olvidarás,&lt;br /&gt;En definitiva los hay de muchas clases&lt;br /&gt;pero finalmente los sueños sueños son,no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qv0rz-XSRPs/Rq1Njo0sWXI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Nf5yjJ8misg/s400/dormida.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qv0rz-XSRPs/Rq1Njo0sWXI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Nf5yjJ8misg/s400/dormida.bmp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-3926952395191486665?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZ15461qYdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1QDif_zGqNY/s72-c/dormida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-8240741673591638906</id><published>2009-02-17T14:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:51:50.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPISTADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZrAVU73NaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FJyeWaKs5YM/s1600-h/s48353281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303762983811757474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZrAVU73NaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FJyeWaKs5YM/s320/s48353281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suena el despertador, no me quiero levantar,&lt;br /&gt;lucho contra mi mente, tengo que levantarme,&lt;br /&gt;es importante tengo que llegar puntual a un sitio,&lt;br /&gt;lo consigo,&lt;br /&gt;me ducho y me visto corriendo,&lt;br /&gt;me paró a beber el café,&lt;br /&gt;voy bien de tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;de repente,&lt;br /&gt;una idea,&lt;br /&gt;hoy no era el día, ES MAÑANA...&lt;br /&gt;qué largo se hace el día cuando te levantas temprano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o11/atpbc/s48353281.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://i116.photobucket.com/albums/o11/atpbc/s48353281.jpg&lt;/span&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/7347874744995879990-8240741673591638906?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZrAVU73NaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FJyeWaKs5YM/s72-c/s48353281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-8825303646913346534</id><published>2009-02-16T14:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:27:00.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPRENDIÉNDOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZlokHd2HxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/y342dsq_OEQ/s1600-h/on%2520the%2520edge%2520of%2520the%2520world%2520de%2520mareks%2520logins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZlokHd2HxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/y342dsq_OEQ/s320/on%2520the%2520edge%2520of%2520the%2520world%2520de%2520mareks%2520logins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303385005894278930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me desprendo...&lt;br /&gt;de lo que me sobra,&lt;br /&gt;de lo que no me aporta cosas buenas,&lt;br /&gt;de lo que no me sirve para nada,&lt;br /&gt;esas cosas que sólo hacen que traerme cosas que no me gustan,&lt;br /&gt;que no me enriquecen,&lt;br /&gt;que me ensucian la mente,&lt;br /&gt;me la oscurecen y no me dejan pensar claramente,&lt;br /&gt;De todas ellos decido deshacerme,&lt;br /&gt;las alejo...&lt;br /&gt;Y decido quedarme con las que me gustan,&lt;br /&gt;aquellas que me hacen sentir bien,&lt;br /&gt;me hacen sentirme buena,&lt;br /&gt;me llenan de riqueza,&lt;br /&gt;hacen que crezca,&lt;br /&gt;que quiera seguir mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;Esas son las cosas que quiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagen: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ehKezib4esU/Rl2VJrusCyI/AAAAAAAAA4g/3k2OXq2Sd7M/s320/on%2520the%2520edge%2520of%2520the%2520world%2520de%2520mareks%2520logins.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-8825303646913346534?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/8825303646913346534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=8825303646913346534' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8825303646913346534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8825303646913346534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/02/desprendiendome.html' title='DESPRENDIÉNDOME'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZlokHd2HxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/y342dsq_OEQ/s72-c/on%2520the%2520edge%2520of%2520the%2520world%2520de%2520mareks%2520logins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-8939226283317653096</id><published>2009-02-11T17:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T17:17:33.232+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TE GUSTA CONDUCIR??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZL51n4CJTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OdbTVOCRrHA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301574411000882482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZL51n4CJTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OdbTVOCRrHA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Depende el destino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/8939226283317653096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/02/te-gusta-conducir.html' title='TE GUSTA CONDUCIR??'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SZL51n4CJTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OdbTVOCRrHA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2446576133815650944</id><published>2009-02-06T15:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:08:50.861+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CUERPO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SYxDrwQjIdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dRpyQQ9tXjw/s1600-h/DanzaVientre7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299685280475980242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SYxDrwQjIdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dRpyQQ9tXjw/s320/DanzaVientre7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Creemos que tenemos control sobre nuestro cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;es nuestro y hacemos lo que queremos con él,&lt;br /&gt;Nada más lejos de la realidad!!&lt;br /&gt;Con la danza te das cuenta que no es así,&lt;br /&gt;Se puede lograr su control, sí,&lt;br /&gt;pero con mucho trabajo,&lt;br /&gt;y a cambio: una gran satisfacción...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el movimiento se convierte en arte,&lt;br /&gt;cuando tu cuerpo se vuelve sensualidad,&lt;br /&gt;cuando dejas que la magia de la música entre en tí,&lt;br /&gt;nada mejor para vaciar la mente,&lt;br /&gt;y relajar el cuerpo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2446576133815650944?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2446576133815650944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=2446576133815650944' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2446576133815650944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2446576133815650944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/02/cuerpo.html' title='CUERPO'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SYxDrwQjIdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/dRpyQQ9tXjw/s72-c/DanzaVientre7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-580470702438414120</id><published>2009-02-02T15:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:32:05.245+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SIN RUMBO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SYcAZcimsrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1CdEnhCBnek/s1600-h/52013821_01JMORENOSola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298203923782742706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SYcAZcimsrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1CdEnhCBnek/s320/52013821_01JMORENOSola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Como una hoja que se cae del árbol por la lluvia,&lt;br /&gt;no sabe donde terminará,&lt;br /&gt;el viento la lleva,&lt;br /&gt;de un lado a otro,&lt;br /&gt;no puede elegir,&lt;br /&gt;la única opción es dejarse llevar,&lt;br /&gt;a veces es lo único que se puede hacer,&lt;br /&gt;luchar contra ese viento sólo te puede romper.&lt;br /&gt;Así que me dejo llevar,&lt;br /&gt;esperando que me haga el menor daño posible,&lt;br /&gt;y cuando pare ya veré sónde me ha dejado,&lt;br /&gt;si me gusta me quedare,&lt;br /&gt;si no pues ya me moveré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q50vg-Gws8U/SMG-48e-4uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uT6ukQmihtM/s1600-h/52013821.01JMORENOSola.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q50vg-Gws8U/SMG-48e-4uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uT6ukQmihtM/s1600-h/52013821.01JMORENOSola.jpg&lt;/span&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/7347874744995879990-580470702438414120?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/580470702438414120/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=580470702438414120' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/580470702438414120'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>NO ENTIENDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SYB9262UdTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e_geuKpBfxs/s1600-h/nada_todo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296371544251200818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SYB9262UdTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e_geuKpBfxs/s320/nada_todo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tal vez tampoco sea para entenderlo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/clarab/nada_todo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/clarab/nada_todo1.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SYB9262UdTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e_geuKpBfxs/s72-c/nada_todo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2194756060546984754</id><published>2009-01-26T14:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:29:35.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMBRAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SX26TF7y_kI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_SzBS-YCtzk/s1600-h/prueba_lavandera_60_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295593574030835266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SX26TF7y_kI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_SzBS-YCtzk/s320/prueba_lavandera_60_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huyendo de algunas sombras, te encuentro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y cada día me demuestras que puedo contar contigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sé que a veces lo hago más difícil,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero parece que quieres superar los obstáculos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gracias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2194756060546984754?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2194756060546984754/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SX26TF7y_kI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_SzBS-YCtzk/s72-c/prueba_lavandera_60_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2968202383762708066</id><published>2009-01-24T20:11:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:14:43.844+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ABANDONO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SXtoBa_KwII/AAAAAAAAAG0/cWzT40PtiYE/s1600-h/Abandono_-_1998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294940160537575554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SXtoBa_KwII/AAAAAAAAAG0/cWzT40PtiYE/s320/Abandono_-_1998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aprender a abandonarme,&lt;br /&gt;a parar mi pensamiento,&lt;br /&gt;a dejarme llevar,&lt;br /&gt;a no tener siempre los pies en el suelo,&lt;br /&gt;y a no querer analizarlo siempre todo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;IMAGEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cecilia-natoli.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://cecilia-natoli.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2968202383762708066?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2968202383762708066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=2968202383762708066' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2968202383762708066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2968202383762708066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/01/abandono.html' title='ABANDONO'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SXtoBa_KwII/AAAAAAAAAG0/cWzT40PtiYE/s72-c/Abandono_-_1998.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-6314426243025734538</id><published>2009-01-22T17:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:35:24.747+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MENTIRAS Y ABSURDECES VARIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SXifBZOF_AI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8btN0wo1b8w/s1600-h/1203118240_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294156208272702466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SXifBZOF_AI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8btN0wo1b8w/s320/1203118240_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Las mentiras me parecen absurdas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;son generadoras de malestar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nunca traen nada bueno,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y sobretodo no tienen un buen propósito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JAMÁS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuando aparecen es porque se quiere esconder la verdad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Las peores son las que proviene de tus seres queridos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;si alguien te quiere porque mentirte?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No las quiero en mi vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prefiero las cosas sinceras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siempre desde el cariño y el respeto se puede contar todo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por eso decido que las mentiras que lleguen a mi se vayan volando como los pájaros, lejos muy lejos de mí, dónde no me puedan afectar.&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/7347874744995879990-6314426243025734538?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/6314426243025734538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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callendo,&lt;br /&gt;la pared llena de gotitas,&lt;br /&gt;el miedo de que dé un cortocircuito,&lt;br /&gt;la ropa colgada de la puerta,&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;que horror la realidad,&lt;br /&gt;no la quiero nada nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagen:http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2271/2260773943_43f2ff7217.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7099228999996826313?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7099228999996826313/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=7099228999996826313' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7099228999996826313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7099228999996826313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2009/01/realidades.html' title='REALIDADES'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SXYXtdmsPDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-xdUJZIF5pQ/s72-c/2260773943_43f2ff7217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-4670012426610435706</id><published>2009-01-15T16:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:39:41.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SW9YOiQWhkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ln5nfxAXMvM/s1600-h/cansada%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291545093920425538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SW9YOiQWhkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ln5nfxAXMvM/s320/cansada%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deseando tirarme a descansar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: bp0.blogger.com/.../jnTgTADmd-M/s400/cansada.bmp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SW9YOiQWhkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ln5nfxAXMvM/s72-c/cansada%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-7424893047879236667</id><published>2009-01-09T14:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T14:59:07.387+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMBIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SWdX78VTGDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CDYYc-ZKvHE/s1600-h/amelie-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289292974689294386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SWdX78VTGDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CDYYc-ZKvHE/s320/amelie-cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cambiando cambiando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y aprendiendo a disfrutar de las cosas pequeñas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cada vez mas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7424893047879236667?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7424893047879236667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=7424893047879236667' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-739325715758265970</id><published>2009-01-06T18:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:48:57.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SORPRESA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SWOZUwpiUQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YtXSaIewg0I/s1600-h/sorpresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288238969398644994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SWOZUwpiUQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/YtXSaIewg0I/s320/sorpresa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me encanta el día de reyes!!!&lt;br /&gt;Magia y felicidad!!&lt;br /&gt;Gracias ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gostech.com/catalog/images/sorpresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SV4vctbFAGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vYOg5f-2VF8/s1600-h/energia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SV4vctbFAGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vYOg5f-2VF8/s320/energia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286715182855553122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento que estoy recuperándome,&lt;br /&gt;me siento de nuevo con energía,&lt;br /&gt;preparada para afrontar el nuevo año.&lt;br /&gt;FELIZ AÑO PARA TODOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: http://www.lacoctelera.com/myfiles/terrameiga/sol.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-4032244070542349805?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SV4vctbFAGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/vYOg5f-2VF8/s72-c/energia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-5219512018430031919</id><published>2008-12-30T16:01:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:10:49.228+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SVo4AViajJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WoBnYOLATQA/s1600-h/labios%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SVo4AViajJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WoBnYOLATQA/s320/labios%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285598691105344658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andando ensoñada bajo la lluvia,&lt;br /&gt;con mi paraguas,&lt;br /&gt;en un sitio siempre recordado, siempre querido,&lt;br /&gt;de repente una gota caprichosa se ha colado&lt;br /&gt;y ha caido en mis labios,&lt;br /&gt;siento como resbala,&lt;br /&gt;es suave,&lt;br /&gt;pequeña,&lt;br /&gt;fresca.&lt;br /&gt;Qué placer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-5219512018430031919?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5219512018430031919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=5219512018430031919' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5219512018430031919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/5219512018430031919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2008/12/andando-ensoada-bajo-la-lluvia-con-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SVo4AViajJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/WoBnYOLATQA/s72-c/labios%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-7111553407156437679</id><published>2008-12-27T23:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:30:28.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SENSACIONES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SVarrrlFbWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/psNmfYDPyRE/s1600-h/1170343400_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SVarrrlFbWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/psNmfYDPyRE/s320/1170343400_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284599979686849890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Las sensaciones se confunden,&lt;br /&gt;la realidad y la irrealidad se mezclan una vez más,&lt;br /&gt;he cerrado los ojos&lt;br /&gt;y entre el sueño y la vigilia has venido,&lt;br /&gt;estabas allí conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;no recuerdo que pasaba,&lt;br /&gt;sólo que al abrir los ojos tenía la sensación de haber estado contigo&lt;br /&gt;una vez más...&lt;br /&gt;Que extrañas las sensaciones,&lt;br /&gt;a veces tan cerca y nos sentimos lejos,&lt;br /&gt;a veces tan lejos y nos sentimos cerca...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7111553407156437679?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7111553407156437679/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=7111553407156437679' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7111553407156437679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7111553407156437679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2008/12/sensaciones.html' title='SENSACIONES'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SVarrrlFbWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/psNmfYDPyRE/s72-c/1170343400_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2347447277549570012</id><published>2008-12-26T13:02:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T13:21:09.411+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ESCAPADAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SVTLEMR63AI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bt9m2IfFSKY/s1600-h/2601755196_5bd369dabe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SVTLEMR63AI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bt9m2IfFSKY/s320/2601755196_5bd369dabe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284071535688735746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A veces para ver bien las cosas hay que mirarlas de lejos,&lt;br /&gt;otras simplemente necesitamos una escapada de la vida&lt;br /&gt;para volver a ella con más ganas.&lt;br /&gt;Porque me voy lejos?&lt;br /&gt;yo no lo sé,&lt;br /&gt;lo que sé es que siento esa necesidad.&lt;br /&gt;Por si acaso me llevaré monedas para poder miraros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3051/2601755196_5bd369dabe.jpg?v=0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2347447277549570012?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2347447277549570012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=2347447277549570012' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2347447277549570012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/2347447277549570012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2008/12/escapadas.html' title='ESCAPADAS'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SVTLEMR63AI/AAAAAAAAAFs/bt9m2IfFSKY/s72-c/2601755196_5bd369dabe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3796732955773266810</id><published>2008-12-22T13:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:47:48.788+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SIGO ANDANDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SU-L1VKTH4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/e3U6WIKlwXc/s1600-h/IMGP0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SU-L1VKTH4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/e3U6WIKlwXc/s320/IMGP0814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282594636258549634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigo adelante, recorriendo el sendero desconocido,&lt;br /&gt;¿una nueva vida?&lt;br /&gt;¿una vida imaginada?&lt;br /&gt;soñada algunas veces antes, tal vez?&lt;br /&gt;Y si la esperaba, porque no soy Feliz?&lt;br /&gt;que me pasa?&lt;br /&gt;Acaso no me conformo con nada?&lt;br /&gt;O el miedo me bloquea y no me deja disfrutar?&lt;br /&gt;Me voy a dar permiso&lt;br /&gt;SI&lt;br /&gt;lo haré&lt;br /&gt;CREO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SU-L1VKTH4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/e3U6WIKlwXc/s72-c/IMGP0814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3690147136925249696</id><published>2008-12-18T21:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:50:29.353+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SUq3LyASZnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/BJ__uSHRtN4/s1600-h/IMG_1434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SUq3LyASZnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/BJ__uSHRtN4/s320/IMG_1434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281234926074750578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Se hace camino al andar", o eso decía el poeta...&lt;br /&gt;Andando andando,&lt;br /&gt;nunca sabemos que nos vamos a encontrar&lt;br /&gt;detrás de la próxima esquina que doblemos,&lt;br /&gt;pero lo que no podemos hacer es quedarnos quietos, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-3690147136925249696?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3690147136925249696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-5065916269145860921</id><published>2008-12-07T14:37:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:42:45.108+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PERFECCIÓN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/STvRyxe8bSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zE_-YeN1TLc/s1600-h/thought-and-art-vitruvian-man-leonardo-da-vinci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/STvRyxe8bSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/zE_-YeN1TLc/s320/thought-and-art-vitruvian-man-leonardo-da-vinci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277042058601458978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acaso existe la perfección,&lt;br /&gt;aquello que todos siempre buscamos,&lt;br /&gt;desde los inicios del hombre,&lt;br /&gt;anhelamos algo que nadie nos asegura que exista,&lt;br /&gt;no hay nada perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;y sobretodo no hay decisiones perfectas,&lt;br /&gt;sólo nuestras propias decisiones,&lt;br /&gt;que nos lleven a donde nos lleven serán nuestras,&lt;br /&gt;y por ello, lo mejor que podremos hacer,&lt;br /&gt;aunque no sean perfectas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.bienaldearte.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/thought-and-art-vitruvian-man-leonardo-da-vinci.jpg&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/7347874744995879990-5065916269145860921?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5065916269145860921/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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ahí,&lt;br /&gt;no sé si había estado antes,&lt;br /&gt;tal vez ha aparecido ahora,&lt;br /&gt;no importa mucho el momento,&lt;br /&gt;sólo que puedo verle.&lt;br /&gt;Me mira,&lt;br /&gt;pero no sé que ve,&lt;br /&gt;Me toca,&lt;br /&gt;pero no sé que percibe,&lt;br /&gt;Su caricia me gusta,&lt;br /&gt;conecto con su piel y la siento cálida y agradable.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: http://img262.imageshack.us/img262/2310/zwmm6.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-1447529074662627531?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/1447529074662627531/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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seguir respirando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tu mente se queda en blanco,&lt;br /&gt;tu cuerpo no se quiere mover,&lt;br /&gt;y permanecerías sentada para siempre,&lt;br /&gt;ajena a tu alrededor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagen: http://www.librodearena.com/myfiles/suenos-de-silencio/aseptacion.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-5985420300279382934?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5985420300279382934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sustenta?&lt;br /&gt;Y sabes que quien lo ha destrozado eres tú misma,&lt;br /&gt;tú has decidido ponerle fin,&lt;br /&gt;y ahora debes encontrar un camino entre las ruinas para continuar,&lt;br /&gt;Empezar de nuevo,&lt;br /&gt;dejando atrás muchas cosas,&lt;br /&gt;todo,&lt;br /&gt;una vida,&lt;br /&gt;entera,&lt;br /&gt;Otra vez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-5947129014674971611?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/5947129014674971611/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=5947129014674971611' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-8832491467475941089</id><published>2008-11-21T14:31:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:33:50.382+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLEDAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SSa4Q6zrhDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/K5B9YMiTo4A/s1600-h/soloquedoyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SSa4Q6zrhDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/K5B9YMiTo4A/s320/soloquedoyo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271103014687179826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Volviendo al pasado una y otra vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/8771/x1pxzz39wvccd9llw9ecfhnaughzxq.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SSa4Q6zrhDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/K5B9YMiTo4A/s72-c/soloquedoyo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-7810392722159380171</id><published>2008-11-18T17:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:59:30.584+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RODEADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SSL0Mf-LLwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dB6wDtmoRi0/s1600-h/libros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SSL0Mf-LLwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dB6wDtmoRi0/s320/libros.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270043009554788098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Libros y más libros,&lt;br /&gt;rodeada de ellos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagen: http://artedfactus.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/libros.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-7810392722159380171?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7810392722159380171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=7810392722159380171' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7810392722159380171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/7810392722159380171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2008/11/rodeada.html' title='RODEADA'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SSL0Mf-LLwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dB6wDtmoRi0/s72-c/libros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-3741146490644614431</id><published>2008-11-14T10:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:05:57.267+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN LUGAR EN EL MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SR1MhhQI4tI/AAAAAAAAADs/JlDvfcJxF_s/s1600-h/mundo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SR1MhhQI4tI/AAAAAAAAADs/JlDvfcJxF_s/s320/mundo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268451277838803666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;En este mundo tan grande necesitamos un rincón que sentir "nuestro",&lt;br /&gt;un lugar en el que sentirnos seguros.&lt;br /&gt;Un sitio en el que poder ser nosotros,&lt;br /&gt;en el que nadie entre sin permiso,&lt;br /&gt;Donde poder escondernos cuando lo necesitemos,&lt;br /&gt;y al que sabemos que podemos volver cuando queramos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-3741146490644614431?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/3741146490644614431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=3741146490644614431' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3741146490644614431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7347874744995879990/posts/default/3741146490644614431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/2008/11/un-lugar-en-el-mundo.html' title='UN LUGAR EN EL MUNDO'/><author><name>perdida en lo irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SR1MhhQI4tI/AAAAAAAAADs/JlDvfcJxF_s/s72-c/mundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-8207382526571889853</id><published>2008-11-03T14:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:35:09.192+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CÍRCULOS VITALES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SQ780eM1ZNI/AAAAAAAAADk/XRSJlbQLv50/s1600-h/espiral_de_humo____Filipe_Silva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SQ780eM1ZNI/AAAAAAAAADk/XRSJlbQLv50/s320/espiral_de_humo____Filipe_Silva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264422992832980178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acaso la vida gira en espirales, círculos casi concéntricos,&lt;br /&gt;llegamos a los mismos puentos una y otra vez,&lt;br /&gt;pero cada vez un poco más mayores?&lt;br /&gt;Los círculos se van haciendo más grandes,&lt;br /&gt;pero inevitablemente pasan por los mismos sitios??&lt;br /&gt;Evolución constante aunque lenta??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Imágen: Filipe Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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irreal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599053793635681866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SkuM_TfivhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/P6cKcDRxVZY/S220/caricias.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SQ780eM1ZNI/AAAAAAAAADk/XRSJlbQLv50/s72-c/espiral_de_humo____Filipe_Silva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347874744995879990.post-2114121303688256933</id><published>2008-10-29T01:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:25:00.408+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SITUACIONES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SQes_l7ATxI/AAAAAAAAADc/ckkfUYBGK0k/s1600-h/ojo-httpart-or-porntumblrcompage68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HG5IFFqc1Jw/SQes_l7ATxI/AAAAAAAAADc/ckkfUYBGK0k/s320/ojo-httpart-or-porntumblrcompage68.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262364898117046034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Algunas situaciones son difíciles de ver,&lt;br /&gt;otras no nos cansaríamos de que se repitieran en nuestra retina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7347874744995879990-2114121303688256933?l=perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://perdidaenloirreal.blogspot.com/feeds/2114121303688256933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7347874744995879990&amp;postID=2114121303688256933' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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