<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:23:04.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor escandaloso.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>396</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7292936091977779932</id><published>2009-05-24T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T10:02:57.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lanzas tu golpe con sólo mirarme&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;así&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7292936091977779932?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7292936091977779932/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7292936091977779932' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7292936091977779932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7292936091977779932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/lanzas-tu-golpe-con-solo-mirarme-asi.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-6530136615350698887</id><published>2009-05-24T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T10:03:32.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amar es dar a una persona el poder para &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;destruirte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..y confiar en que no lo hará.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-6530136615350698887?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6530136615350698887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=6530136615350698887' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/6530136615350698887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/6530136615350698887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/amar-es-dar-una-persona-el-poder-para-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7806379670347332075</id><published>2009-05-24T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:33:55.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La peor forma de extrañar a alguien es estar sentado a su lado y saber que&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nunca lo podrás tener&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7806379670347332075?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7806379670347332075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7806379670347332075' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7806379670347332075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7806379670347332075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-peor-forma-de-extranar-alguien-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3318322215512711359</id><published>2009-05-20T11:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:12:06.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>En este momento no hay persona en el mundo que me pueda más que vossss. Me volves muy loca y y y y JASKODAEJOWAP. Es hermoso hermoso, no me importa lo que digan los otros loquitos, chauchiiii :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3318322215512711359?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3318322215512711359/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3318322215512711359' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3318322215512711359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3318322215512711359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/en-este-momento-no-hay-persona-en-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4484879061649222017</id><published>2009-05-20T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:05:53.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y es que ya ni me acordaba, corazón, que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me gusta tu mirada &lt;strong&gt;tanto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4484879061649222017?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4484879061649222017/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=4484879061649222017' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4484879061649222017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4484879061649222017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/y-es-que-ya-ni-me-acordaba-corazon-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7784696351170441523</id><published>2009-05-19T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:39:46.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tu amor es como un &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;imán&lt;/span&gt; del que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no puedo escapar&lt;/span&gt;, me tiene &lt;em&gt;adict&lt;/em&gt;a y pegada a ti, tu piel es una obsesión que llama a mi corazón y me seduce a volver a ti. Tu amor es más que sensual, es puro y espiritual, es mi &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;delirio&lt;/span&gt; mi religión, tu cuerpo es mi padecer, sinónimo de placer, un vicio que es &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mas fuerte que yo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7784696351170441523?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7784696351170441523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7784696351170441523' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7784696351170441523'/><link rel='self' 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of pla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ce&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no one understands you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever wanna &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;runaway&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;That no one hears you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-2428857977008037097?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-5744174717288321307</id><published>2009-05-18T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:58:56.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;iá&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;al &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;jó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dale faaaaaaati, dejame de joder!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-5744174717288321307?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5744174717288321307/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=5744174717288321307' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5744174717288321307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5744174717288321307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/re-nu-nc-ia-al-ba-jo-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-6021812425190438692</id><published>2009-05-18T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:49:17.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yo daría lo que tengo por tenerte en mis momentos, por no ser más &lt;strong&gt;invisible&lt;/strong&gt;, por que &lt;em&gt;tú&lt;/em&gt; fueras &lt;strong&gt;posible&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-6021812425190438692?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-6965802453667558555</id><published>2009-05-17T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:59:19.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt;s&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;éri&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-6965802453667558555?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-458440631046614731</id><published>2009-05-16T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:45:36.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dicen que debes esperar, pero otra vez muero de amor por ti. ¿Cómo hacer? ¿cómo debo actuar? si otra vez muero de amor por ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-458440631046614731?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/458440631046614731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4836311664898669865</id><published>2009-05-16T18:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T18:55:13.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Son las 11 de la noche, anoche dormí casi 14 horas, asi que obviamente sueño no tengo. El facebook no anda desde hoy a la tarde. Ya no sé que música poner y practicamente ya escuche las 1500 canciones. Todos salieron y para colmo en el msn habrá 2 o 3 personas como para hablar. AUXILIO, ME ABURRO, NECESITO ALGO PARA HACERRRRR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4836311664898669865?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4836311664898669865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=4836311664898669865' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4836311664898669865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4836311664898669865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/son-las-11-de-la-noche-anoche-dormi.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7872422962844609540</id><published>2009-05-16T17:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:47:30.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://bautizame.com/hi5/generadores/texto_con_efecto/show.swf?baseURL=http://bautizame.com/hi5/generadores/texto_con_efecto/&amp;clickURL=http://bautizame.com/hi5_generador_de_texto_con_efecto_para_hi5.php&amp;clickLABEL=Crea textos con efectos&amp;linkTYPE=link&amp;txt=Tu%20sonrisa%20me%20va%20a%20salvar%2E&amp;backColor=26265&amp;textColor=0&amp;backAlpha=24&amp;textAlpha=100&amp;effect1=13&amp;effect2=11&amp;start1=1&amp;start2=1" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="400" height="69" name="loader" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://bautizame.com/hi5_generador_de_texto_con_efecto_para_hi5.php"&gt;Crea textos con efectos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7872422962844609540?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7872422962844609540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7872422962844609540' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7872422962844609540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7872422962844609540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/crea-textos-con-efectos_4729.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-309042152743496989</id><published>2009-05-16T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:33:54.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me vas a terminar matando, un día me haces bien, feliz, me ponés de buen humor, me hacés reir, me divertís; al día siguiente me hacés &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mal y sos la causa de mi bajón, al rato te veo y me engaño convenciendome de que no me querés hacer mal, sino que no sabés que tan mal me hace lo que decís o hacés. Lo que yo tendría que hacer es dejar de hablarte, romper cualquier tipo de relación que tengamos, irte olvidando de a poquito.. ahora, la pregunta es: ¿quiero olvidarme de vos? La única respuesta que encuentro es un rotundo NO. Si, soy la peor, me contradigo todo el tiempo, un día te odio profundamente y tengo ganas de matarte, de no verte más, pero al otro me mirás tiernamente, me sonreís, o simplemente me decís "hola" sonriendo y me podés tanto que me hacés olvidarme de todo el 'odio' o la bronca que te tenía, y me hacés pensar que quizás vale la pena sufrir un poquititito. Aunque piense y piense y vuelva a pensar, no logro saber qué es lo que me pasa, qué es lo que quiero, pero de lo único que estoy segura es de que el porcentaje de vos que me hace bien es mucho mayor al que me hace mierda, asi que llego a la conclusión de que me hace feliz y me conforma que me quieras por lo menos un poquito, aunque sea la mínima parte y no de la misma manera que te quiero yo a vos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-309042152743496989?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/309042152743496989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=309042152743496989' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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conmigo debajo de ella.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-5243595620476394668?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5243595620476394668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=5243595620476394668' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5243595620476394668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5243595620476394668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-quiero-que-me-prometas-la-luna-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-8721164583336187591</id><published>2009-05-16T11:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:18:11.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No sabe distinguir el amor de cualquier otro sentimiento.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-8721164583336187591?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8721164583336187591/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-8217340242181417861</id><published>2009-05-16T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:17:21.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;DESCONFÍO HASTA LOS HUESOS DE LOS SIEMPRE CONTENTOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-8217340242181417861?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8217340242181417861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=8217340242181417861' title='0 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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;otras dos han venido&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3135572807493271302?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3135572807493271302/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3135572807493271302' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3135572807493271302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3135572807493271302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/dos-ilusiones-se-iran-volar-pero-otras.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3876619483640800800</id><published>2009-05-16T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:14:35.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que está tan dentro de mi vida y a la vez está &lt;strong&gt;tan fuera&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3876619483640800800?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3876619483640800800/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3876619483640800800' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3876619483640800800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3876619483640800800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/05/que-esta-tan-dentro-de-mi-vida-y-la-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-1770877878290882325</id><published>2009-05-16T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:13:12.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No pretendo alejarme, no quiero, yo no puedo, porque &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;te quiero así&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-1770877878290882325?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1770877878290882325/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=1770877878290882325' title='0 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vale perderlos pero jamas,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;nunca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; antes de encontrarlos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-707695466462800791?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/707695466462800791/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=707695466462800791' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/707695466462800791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/707695466462800791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/04/supe-de-golpe-que-algunos-amores-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-9177616216003737967</id><published>2009-04-22T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T02:41:19.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quizá &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no fue coincidencia&lt;/span&gt; encontrarme contigo, tal vez esto lo hizo el destino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-9177616216003737967?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/9177616216003737967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=9177616216003737967' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/9177616216003737967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/9177616216003737967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/04/quiza-no-fue-coincidencia-encontrarme.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-1924877127429966870</id><published>2009-04-02T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T17:38:03.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Te da miedo enamorarte perdida y locamente de mí, sabiendo que también me gustan los demás.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-1924877127429966870?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1924877127429966870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=1924877127429966870' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1924877127429966870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1924877127429966870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/04/te-da-miedo-enamorarte-perdida-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-1371289838694796801</id><published>2009-03-10T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:50:30.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se llamaba Soledad y estaba &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sola&lt;/span&gt;, como un puerto maltratado por las olas. Coleccionaba mariposas tristes, direcciones de calles que no existen; pero tuvo el antojo de jugar a hacer conmigo &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;una excepcion&lt;/span&gt;, y primero nos fuimos a bailar, y &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;en mitad de un "te quiero" me olvidó&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Esperanza&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; no tenía más que el nombre&lt;/span&gt; la que no esperaba nada de los hombres, coleccionaba &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;amores desgraciados&lt;/span&gt;, soldaditos de plomo mutilados. Pero &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;quiso una noche comprobar para qué sirve un corazón&lt;/span&gt;, y prendió un cigarrillo y otro más; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;como toda esperanza se esfumó&lt;/span&gt;. Por eso, cuando el tiempo hace resumen y los sueños parecen pesadillas,                    regresa aquel perfume de fotos amarillas. Y, aunque sé que no era las más guapa del mundo... juro que era más guapa que cualquiera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se llamaba Inmaculada aquella puta que curaba el sarampión de los reclutas, coleccionaba nubes de verano, velos de tul roídos por gusanos. Pero &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;quiso quererse enamorar como una rubia del montón&lt;/span&gt;, y que yo la sacara de la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;calle de los besos sin amor&lt;/span&gt;. Y, mil años después, cuando otros gatos desordenan mis noches de locura, evoco aquellos ratos de torpes calenturas. Y, aunque sé que no era la más guapa del mundo, juro que era más guapa, más guapa que cualquiera.&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/1092899544196692579-1371289838694796801?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1371289838694796801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=1371289838694796801' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1371289838694796801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1371289838694796801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/03/se-llamaba-soledad-y-estaba-sola-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-9118721293522100319</id><published>2009-02-27T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:40:15.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No es casual ni mucho menos, que tengamos tantas cosas en común.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-9118721293522100319?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/9118721293522100319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=9118721293522100319' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/9118721293522100319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/9118721293522100319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-es-casual-ni-mucho-menos-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4525861282061618908</id><published>2009-02-27T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:30:33.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all those times &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you stood by me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;For all the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;truth&lt;/span&gt; that you made me see,&lt;br /&gt;For all the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; you brought to my life,&lt;br /&gt;For all the wrong that you made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dream &lt;/span&gt;you made come true,&lt;br /&gt;For all the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; I found in you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt; thankful baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4525861282061618908?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4525861282061618908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=4525861282061618908' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4525861282061618908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4525861282061618908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-all-those-times-you-stood-by-me-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7494349663199144025</id><published>2009-02-27T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:20:52.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tengo abierta la ventana por que así&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;se escapa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; el tiempo sin verte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7494349663199144025?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7494349663199144025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7494349663199144025' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7494349663199144025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7494349663199144025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/tengo-abierta-la-ventana-por-que-asi-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3068413645867685711</id><published>2009-02-26T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:52:21.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vine a decirte adiós, y que los sueños solamente son sueños, y soñé; amarte y &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;desperté&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3068413645867685711?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3068413645867685711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3068413645867685711' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3068413645867685711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3068413645867685711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/vine-decirte-adios-y-que-los-suenos.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-2314268109702625212</id><published>2009-02-26T12:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:59:35.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ay amor implacable, yo ya no sé que prefiero, que me odie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de corazón&lt;/span&gt; o que me ame&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sin amor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-2314268109702625212?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2314268109702625212/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=2314268109702625212' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2314268109702625212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2314268109702625212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/ay-amor-implacable-yo-ya-no-se-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7210643055199334442</id><published>2009-02-26T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:40:19.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que corto fue el amor, y que largo el olvido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7210643055199334442?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7210643055199334442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7210643055199334442' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7210643055199334442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7210643055199334442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/que-corto-fue-el-amor-y-que-largo-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-6981116692882800295</id><published>2009-02-20T06:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T06:43:53.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Cuando te dije que no te quería, esa fue la más &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;negra&lt;/span&gt; de las &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blasfemias&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/1092899544196692579-6981116692882800295?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6981116692882800295/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=6981116692882800295' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/6981116692882800295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/6981116692882800295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/cuando-te-dije-que-no-te-queria-esa-fue.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-390369385972336524</id><published>2009-02-19T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:13:45.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soy capáz de manejar las &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sombras&lt;/span&gt;, pero no de luchar contra un &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eclipse&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/1092899544196692579-390369385972336524?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/390369385972336524/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=390369385972336524' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/390369385972336524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/390369385972336524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/soy-capaz-de-manejar-las-sombras-pero.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7470252197754765782</id><published>2009-02-12T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:28:08.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Con la dosis justa de cinismo preguntas que harías sin mi si ya no vuelves a verme. Para ser sincera &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haría lo mismo&lt;/span&gt; solo que si estoy sin ti lo haría&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sin esconderme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7470252197754765782?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7470252197754765782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7470252197754765782' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7470252197754765782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7470252197754765782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/con-la-dosis-justa-de-cinismo-preguntas.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-31609003185691244</id><published>2009-02-10T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:28:44.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fui &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fuego&lt;/span&gt; por ti, hoy sólo quedan las &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;cenizas&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; los &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;restos de mi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-31609003185691244?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/31609003185691244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=31609003185691244' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/31609003185691244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/31609003185691244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/fui-fuego-por-ti-hoy-solo-quedan-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-8425894668465346214</id><published>2009-02-10T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:25:48.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De repente no puedo respirar, necesito un poco de &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;libertad&lt;/span&gt;, que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te alejes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;por un tiempo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;de mi lado, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;que me dejes en &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Siempre fue mi manera de ser, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no me trates de comprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no hay nada que se pueda hacer&lt;/span&gt;; soy un poco &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;paranoico&lt;/span&gt; lo siento. Al ratito ya &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te empiezo a extrañar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, me preocupa que te pueda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perder&lt;/span&gt;, necesito &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;que te acerques a mí&lt;/span&gt; para sentir el calor de tu cuerpo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-8425894668465346214?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8425894668465346214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=8425894668465346214' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/8425894668465346214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/8425894668465346214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/02/de-repente-no-puedo-respirar-necesito.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-5163968562269180848</id><published>2009-01-31T16:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:17:55.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tu tienes la receta, la formula secreta, para poner en ritmo mi corazón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-5163968562269180848?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5163968562269180848/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=5163968562269180848' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5163968562269180848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5163968562269180848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/01/tu-tienes-la-receta-la-formula-secreta.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-5912785279967394649</id><published>2009-01-31T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:11:32.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No sientas vergüenza, si yo pudiera soñar, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soñaría contigo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-5912785279967394649?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5912785279967394649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=5912785279967394649' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5912785279967394649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5912785279967394649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-sientas-verguenza-si-yo-pudiera.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4359219174761834739</id><published>2009-01-28T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:40:44.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Como amigos te quiero &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;eternamente &lt;/span&gt;, y como algo más te &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;olvidaría facilmente&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4359219174761834739?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4359219174761834739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-8237303278799761594</id><published>2009-01-19T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:13:55.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoy,  con el dolor,  llega el fantasma de tu voz diciéndome: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya no llores amor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-8237303278799761594?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8237303278799761594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=8237303278799761594' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/8237303278799761594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/8237303278799761594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/01/hoy-con-el-dolor-llega-el-fantasma-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-6702252956147992167</id><published>2009-01-19T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:11:26.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shut up&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let me go&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-6702252956147992167?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6702252956147992167/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=6702252956147992167' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/6702252956147992167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/6702252956147992167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/01/shut-up-and-let-me-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7553719081225329581</id><published>2009-01-19T16:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:07:57.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something's gotta &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;, things cannot stay the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7553719081225329581?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7553719081225329581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7553719081225329581' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7553719081225329581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7553719081225329581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/01/somethings-gotta-change-things-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-5163437079671224833</id><published>2009-01-19T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:02:10.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Él estaba siempre allí para ayudarla, ella siempre perteneció&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a otro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-5163437079671224833?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5163437079671224833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=5163437079671224833' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5163437079671224833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5163437079671224833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/01/l-estaba-siempre-all-para-ayudarla-ella.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-8600360379798050189</id><published>2009-01-17T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:04:35.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cambiar&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no cambio nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, llegando hasta dónde hoy llegué-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-8600360379798050189?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8600360379798050189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=8600360379798050189' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/8600360379798050189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/8600360379798050189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/01/cambiar-no-cambio-nada-llegando-hasta.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-1184239069067078096</id><published>2009-01-04T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:45:25.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All I know is just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you're not here&lt;/span&gt; to say what you always used to say, but it's written in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sky &lt;/span&gt;tonight.&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/1092899544196692579-1184239069067078096?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1184239069067078096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=1184239069067078096' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1184239069067078096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1184239069067078096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-i-know-is-just-youre-not-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4751200729872573515</id><published>2009-01-03T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:53:41.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should know&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you're not gonna change&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; then you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt; then you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; and you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt; and you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; when it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; and it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;white,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt;, we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;break up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kiss&lt;/span&gt;, we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4751200729872573515?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4751200729872573515/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=4751200729872573515' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4751200729872573515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4751200729872573515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-should-know-that-youre-not-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-6230431769984755045</id><published>2008-12-23T10:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:19:48.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! Llámame algún día, dime &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tonterías&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me encantaba cuando lo hacías&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-6230431769984755045?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6230431769984755045/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=6230431769984755045' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/6230431769984755045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/6230431769984755045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/ey-llmame-algn-da-dime-tonteras-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-506211028110131126</id><published>2008-12-22T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:02:23.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Si estoy loca es cosa &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MÍA&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/1092899544196692579-506211028110131126?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/506211028110131126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=506211028110131126' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/506211028110131126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/506211028110131126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/si-estoy-loca-es-cosa-ma.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-5374524503867809030</id><published>2008-12-21T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T17:59:11.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tu egoísmo y tu soledad, son estrellas en la noche de la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mediocridad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-5374524503867809030?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5374524503867809030/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=5374524503867809030' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5374524503867809030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5374524503867809030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/tu-egosmo-y-tu-soledad-son-estrellas-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4140158266506555891</id><published>2008-12-17T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:25:24.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sólo &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;vos&lt;/span&gt;, con un tibio abrazo, vas marcando el paso de este juego &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;de a dos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4140158266506555891?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4140158266506555891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=4140158266506555891' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4140158266506555891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4140158266506555891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/slo-vos-con-un-tibio-abrazo-vas.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-9169847490960345051</id><published>2008-12-17T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:06:15.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>¿Cómo le explico a mi corazón, que amarte no es&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; traición&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-9169847490960345051?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/9169847490960345051/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=9169847490960345051' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/9169847490960345051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/9169847490960345051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/cmo-le-explico-mi-corazn-que-amarte-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3477835543774373789</id><published>2008-12-16T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T18:26:14.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Desde que te conocí, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;soñar despierto&lt;/span&gt; es sólo una actividad más de mi rutina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3477835543774373789?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3477835543774373789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3477835543774373789' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3477835543774373789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3477835543774373789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/desde-que-te-conoc-soar-despierto-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-2839088206136111054</id><published>2008-12-16T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T18:12:02.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quiero que tu sepas que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tu no eres para mi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siempre supe pero no hice caso&lt;/span&gt;. Que ni se te ocurra aparecer por aquí con tus &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;enredos y cuentos barato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;. Quiero que tu sepas que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yo no soy para ti&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siempre supe pero no hice caso.&lt;/span&gt; Que ni se me ocurra estar de nuevo junto a ti, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;mi corazón no aguanta más fracasos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-2839088206136111054?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2839088206136111054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=2839088206136111054' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2839088206136111054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2839088206136111054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/quiero-que-tu-sepas-que-tu-no-eres-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-6361099399307090814</id><published>2008-12-16T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:49:39.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't surrender, 'cause you can win&lt;br /&gt;in this thing called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;E&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/1092899544196692579-6361099399307090814?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6361099399307090814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=6361099399307090814' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/6361099399307090814'/><link rel='self' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-5849089405799051304?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5849089405799051304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=5849089405799051304' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5849089405799051304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5849089405799051304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuando-la-vida-te-presente-razones-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4995515295359799529</id><published>2008-12-15T16:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:35:54.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Mi mente va a estallar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4995515295359799529?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-8924745932768458159</id><published>2008-12-15T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:15:18.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ese leve presentimiento de que&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; eras lo que buscaba&lt;/span&gt;, desapareció &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por completo&lt;/span&gt; ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-8924745932768458159?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8924745932768458159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4713473868610474548</id><published>2008-12-15T09:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:05:54.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything I do brings me back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4713473868610474548?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4713473868610474548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=4713473868610474548' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4713473868610474548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4713473868610474548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/everything-i-do-brings-me-back-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7885062699702953310</id><published>2008-12-15T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:57:56.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Busca las palabras que puedan describir todos esos&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ñ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; que viven en ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7885062699702953310?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7885062699702953310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7885062699702953310' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7885062699702953310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7885062699702953310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/busca-las-palabras-que-puedan-describir.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-8269425245743839610</id><published>2008-12-15T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:49:37.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoy es un día de aquellos en que miro hacia el cielo tratando de descifrar el que estés &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de vez en cuando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lejos&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de vez en cuando&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cerca&lt;/span&gt;. Unas veces subir y otras caer, y yo cuando tú te me acercas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no respondo de mis actos&lt;/span&gt;, siento que aquí voy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de odiarte a quererte&lt;/span&gt;, de principio a fin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;buscando un poco de amor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-8269425245743839610?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8269425245743839610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=8269425245743839610' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/8269425245743839610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/8269425245743839610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoy-es-un-da-de-aquellos-en-que-miro.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4845000864047120267</id><published>2008-12-13T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T09:37:00.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No pensaba así antes de conocerte, y&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; no te tuve&lt;/span&gt; pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;temo perderte&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4845000864047120267?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4845000864047120267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=4845000864047120267' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4845000864047120267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4845000864047120267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-pensaba-as-antes-de-conocerte-y-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-920672316199815709</id><published>2008-12-13T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T09:20:03.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Vuelvo a casa del mañana &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;como para estar en cama&lt;/span&gt;, toda una larga semana en este amanecer; necesito &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;descanzar&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perderme&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;no me digan lo que tengo que hacer&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guardo mi alma en el ropero&lt;/span&gt;, mientras &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;un llamado espero&lt;/span&gt;; otra vez paso febrero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sin poder crecer&lt;/span&gt;, pero &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dudo que vuelva a pederme&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;si tus ojos me ayudaran a ver&lt;/span&gt;. Si se trata de amor, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nunca pido perdón&lt;/span&gt;, yo prefiero ser &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuerte&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no abrir mi corazon&lt;/span&gt;. Pero si hasta el dia de hoy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no pude conmigo&lt;/span&gt;, con &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt;, con tu amor,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ni contigo&lt;/span&gt;. Pero si hasta el dia de hoy no pude &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cambiar&lt;/span&gt;,  ni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crecer&lt;/span&gt;, ni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;escapar de tu olvido&lt;/span&gt;. Voy &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;peleand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; con mis dias &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abrazada a mi alegría&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;esto no es lo que queria&lt;/span&gt; y muero por saber si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;la vida no quiere entenderme&lt;/span&gt;, o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;la suerte no me piensa atender&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-920672316199815709?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/920672316199815709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=920672316199815709' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/920672316199815709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/920672316199815709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/vuelvo-casa-del-maana-como-para-estar.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3478293072688576891</id><published>2008-12-11T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:36:40.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Y hay miradas que cautivan por lo &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;bellas&lt;/span&gt; y &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;profundas&lt;/span&gt;, como&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tu mirada&lt;/span&gt; (azul) que me atrapa día a día.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3478293072688576891?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3478293072688576891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3478293072688576891' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3478293072688576891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3478293072688576891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/y-hay-miradas-que-cautivan-por-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-2972625448405993527</id><published>2008-12-09T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:19:15.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoy es uno de esos días en los que puedo decir: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ESTOY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FELIZ&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-2972625448405993527?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2972625448405993527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=2972625448405993527' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2972625448405993527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2972625448405993527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/hoy-es-uno-de-esos-das-en-los-que-puedo.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3876223399529973819</id><published>2008-12-09T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:07:03.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Las cosas que no nos pertenecen, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;siguen de largo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3876223399529973819?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3876223399529973819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3876223399529973819' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3876223399529973819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3876223399529973819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/las-cosas-que-no-nos-pertenecen-siguen.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-8650290780275777638</id><published>2008-12-08T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:17:18.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tus ojos me llevan lentamente &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;al sol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-8650290780275777638?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8650290780275777638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=8650290780275777638' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/8650290780275777638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/8650290780275777638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/tus-ojos-me-llevan-lentamente-al-sol.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-1020808014440170620</id><published>2008-12-08T15:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:15:23.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Volverte a ver es todo lo que quiero hacer, volverte a ver para poderme reponer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-1020808014440170620?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1020808014440170620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=1020808014440170620' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1020808014440170620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1020808014440170620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/volverte-ver-es-todo-lo-que-quiero.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3397896642334113867</id><published>2008-12-08T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:14:15.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cuando tú me dices a media voz que me amas, me siento tan &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;sublime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; como el tibio sol de la mañana, y ésto es lo que tú me haces sentir desde el día que te conocí.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3397896642334113867?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3397896642334113867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3397896642334113867' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3397896642334113867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3397896642334113867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/cuando-t-me-dices-media-voz-que-me-amas.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-309524590095340486</id><published>2008-12-08T13:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:41:55.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No sé bien que día es hoy, sólo sé que te vi salir, y en cinco minutos perdí las letras para hablarte a vos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-309524590095340486?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/309524590095340486/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=309524590095340486' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/309524590095340486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/309524590095340486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-s-bien-que-da-es-hoy-slo-s-que-te-vi.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4832935799290935600</id><published>2008-12-07T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:50:02.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" class="lyrics-text"&gt;                                             Daría lo que fuera por tener tan sólo unos segundos para &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;desaparecer&lt;/span&gt;, pero sigo tan  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;visible &lt;/span&gt;como ayer. Daría lo que fuera por saber que el suelo sigue aquí &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;bajo mis pies&lt;/span&gt;, pero no, sigo siendo tan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;volátil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;como ayer. Y daría, tantas cosas daría sólo porque este mundo no girara tan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;de prisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Tantas cosas daría por no ver tus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;manías&lt;/span&gt;, por quedarme colgada una vez mas de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;tu sonrisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Daría lo que fuera por saber que piensas cuando dices que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;todo va bien&lt;/span&gt;, tal vez, tendría una razón para &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;correr&lt;/span&gt;. Y daría, tantas cosas daría sólo porque este mundo no girara tan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;de prisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Tantas cosas daría por no ver tus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;manías&lt;/span&gt;, por quedarme colgado una vez mas de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;tu sonrisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Y ya ves no me quedan tantas cosas por &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;perder&lt;/span&gt;. Y daría, tantas cosas daría sólo porque este mundo no girara tan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;de prisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Tantas cosas daría... y daría.                                         &lt;/div&gt;                &lt;div class="spacer s35"&gt;&lt;!-- --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4832935799290935600?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4832935799290935600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=4832935799290935600' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4832935799290935600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4832935799290935600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/dara-lo-que-fuera-por-tener-tan-slo.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3206829205904034993</id><published>2008-12-07T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:42:36.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que me perdones si no me di cuenta  que fui tu &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dueña&lt;/span&gt; y quiero ser tu &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;amiga&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3206829205904034993?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3206829205904034993/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3206829205904034993' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3206829205904034993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3206829205904034993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/que-me-perdones-si-no-me-di-cuenta-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-2628940602958312613</id><published>2008-12-07T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:40:40.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Soy tuya, con mi mayor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;convicción&lt;/span&gt;, soy tuya, con toda la &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fuerza&lt;/span&gt; de mi corazón que es &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuyo&lt;/span&gt;, y como cada &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pensamiento&lt;/span&gt; mío es &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuyo&lt;/span&gt; , soy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tuya&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-2628940602958312613?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2628940602958312613/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=2628940602958312613' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2628940602958312613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2628940602958312613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/soy-tuya-con-mi-mayor-conviccin-soy.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3602405173736396086</id><published>2008-12-07T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:35:21.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Los sueños que eran para tí, se pierden con cada &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;palabra&lt;/span&gt;, con cada &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;momento&lt;/span&gt; que esperé vivir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3602405173736396086?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3602405173736396086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3602405173736396086' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3602405173736396086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3602405173736396086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/los-sueos-que-eran-para-t-se-pierden.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7954230484345758093</id><published>2008-12-07T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T14:24:48.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amo lo que &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;veo&lt;/span&gt; y lo que &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ocultas&lt;/span&gt; , amo lo que &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;muestras&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;insinuas&lt;/span&gt;, amo lo que &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;eres&lt;/span&gt; o &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;imagino&lt;/span&gt;, te amo en lo &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ajeno&lt;/span&gt; y lo que es &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;mio&lt;/span&gt;. Amo lo que &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;entregas&lt;/span&gt;, lo que &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;esconde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;; amo tus &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;preguntas&lt;/span&gt;, tus &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;respuestas&lt;/span&gt;; yo amo tus &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;dudas&lt;/span&gt; y&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; certezas&lt;/span&gt;, te amo en lo &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;simple&lt;/span&gt; y lo &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;complejo&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7954230484345758093?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7954230484345758093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7954230484345758093' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7954230484345758093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7954230484345758093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/amo-lo-que-veo-y-lo-que-ocultas-amo-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-181810138992217584</id><published>2008-12-07T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:10:08.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Te cansaste de mí, yo me canse de vos, pero cuando nos miramos sabemos que no es verdad, porque tanto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te quise&lt;/span&gt; y tanto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te quiero&lt;/span&gt;, siempre una &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;marca&lt;/span&gt; tuya llevará mi corazón. Disculpá si te parece raro, pero comparto la opinión que escuché en una canción, Let It Be: si la amas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;déjala ser&lt;/span&gt;, si la quieres &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;déjala volar&lt;/span&gt;. Nunca fui tu patrón, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no quisiera cambiarte&lt;/span&gt; y no quiero que pierdas&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tu personalidad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-181810138992217584?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/181810138992217584/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=181810138992217584' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/181810138992217584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/181810138992217584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/te-cansaste-de-m-yo-me-canse-de-vos.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7763894763439619200</id><published>2008-12-06T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:50:14.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Thiago:&lt;/span&gt; Déjate ayudar Mar, no seas arisca. Así &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;nunca&lt;/span&gt; vas a conseguir novio.&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Marianella:&lt;/span&gt; A ver, no me jodas Thiago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Thiago:&lt;/span&gt; Bueno conseguir no. Quise decir &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;recuperar&lt;/span&gt;. ¿No vas a&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; insistir&lt;/span&gt; con Simón? &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Marianella:&lt;/span&gt; No se, voy a buscar un par de cosas. Simón, Simón tiene razón. Ayer cuando estaban jugando, yo estaba ahí y escuche. No quise, pero escuche y.. y es cierto que vos fuiste.. bueno, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;vos sos mi gran amor&lt;/span&gt;. Pero un gran amor que&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; no va. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Thiago:&lt;/span&gt; Para; para &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;¿Por qué no va Mar?&lt;/span&gt; Iba hasta que entro Luca a separarnos. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Marianella:&lt;/span&gt; Bueno, no, si pero eso demostró que nuestro amor&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; no era tan fuerte&lt;/span&gt; al final. Aparte no fue Luca. Fuimos nosotros que &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;nos lastimamos&lt;/span&gt;. Asique es verdad, no tenemos que seguir juntos porque nos lastimamos y metemos a otras personas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Thiago:&lt;/span&gt; Tenes razón. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Marianella:&lt;/span&gt; No para &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;¿a dónde vas?&lt;/span&gt; No, no, no tiene que ser así vos ahora &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;me tenes que rogar, me tenes que insistir&lt;/span&gt; es así ¿O no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Thiago:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; ¿Es molesta viste la razón? Nos vivimos lastimando y si queremos cambiar me parece que tenemos que &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;empezar de cero&lt;/span&gt; para no repetir los mismo errores. Vos todavía no cortaste con Simón. Que se yo a lo mejor vuelven o a lo peor no. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Vamos viendo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Yo también te amo como a nadie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Marianella:&lt;/span&gt; Bueno no insistas. O si queres&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; insistí&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Fi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7763894763439619200?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7763894763439619200/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7763894763439619200' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7763894763439619200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7763894763439619200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/thiago-djate-ayudar-mar-no-seas-arisca.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-9177043414616277429</id><published>2008-12-06T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T13:15:04.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quiero saber qué me pasa, te pregunto &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿qué me pasa? &lt;/span&gt;y no sabés qué contestarme, porque claro, de seguro &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te mareé&lt;/span&gt; con mis &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;idas y vueltas&lt;/span&gt;, te cansé con mi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cámara lenta&lt;/span&gt;, y aunque trato, nunca puedo apurar mi decisión. En el preciso momento en que todo va cambiando para mí, en ese instante te aseguro que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alguna señal te di&lt;/span&gt;, pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no me escuchaste&lt;/span&gt;, tal vez sin intención de tu parte, puede serte un poco débil el sonido de mi voz. Oh! Una mañana te veré llegar, y descubriré que yo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solo ya no estoy mejor&lt;/span&gt;, y te pediré que me acompañes, a dónde en verdad no sé, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dime que sí&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;miénteme&lt;/span&gt;. Podría ser que al final, rompiste el cristal en mí, podría pasar, que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me hagas hablar&lt;/span&gt;, yo creo que tienes el &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don de curar este mal&lt;/span&gt;. Siento que debo encontrarte y sin embargo paso el tiempo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yéndome hacia mi mismo&lt;/span&gt;, a mi centro, que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jamás&lt;/span&gt; encontraré. Yo quisiera &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tenerte&lt;/span&gt;, y tratarte de modo decente, pero ves que ya no puedo despegar de mi papel. Deberé tranquilizarme y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jugar al juego que me proponés&lt;/span&gt;, bajo la guardia, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;te recibo&lt;/span&gt; y me abrigo de tu piel. El destino me ha dado &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;corazones desequilibrados&lt;/span&gt;, Tu palabra, me nivela y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;detiene mi caer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-9177043414616277429?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/9177043414616277429/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=9177043414616277429' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/9177043414616277429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/9177043414616277429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/quiero-saber-qu-me-pasa-te-pregunto-qu.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4841814827407414125</id><published>2008-12-05T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:55:14.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;¿Tan frágil es el alma que a la primera frenada brusca se te &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sale del cuerp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;? Siempre la nombramos: te quiero con el alma, me duele en el alma, pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿qué es el alma?&lt;/span&gt; No conozco a nadie que haya visto un alma, pero todo el mundo habla del alma. Un &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desalmado&lt;/span&gt;, ¿es alguien que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no tiene alma&lt;/span&gt;, o alguien que tiene un alma&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; oscura&lt;/span&gt;? Cuando nos lastimaron decimos que tenemos el alma herida, pero ¿cómo es una herida del alma? Si el alma es como el aire, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿cómo es que se cura?&lt;/span&gt; También está el alma Amateur, esa persona que le da sentido a todo que conduce a otros hacia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;algún lugar&lt;/span&gt;. A veces se te &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estruja&lt;/span&gt; el alma y se siente en el &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;. Se dice alma en pena cuando alguien no encuentra la paz; el alma de la fiesta es el que siempre la rema para estar arriba; tu alma gemela, es ese amor que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;solo es para vos&lt;/span&gt; y para nadie más. ¿Qué cosa es el alma? Tan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;frágil&lt;/span&gt; que al menor dolor se lastima y se te va del cuerpo. Un alma con el cuerito flojo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chorrea&lt;/span&gt; todo el tiempo y si no la arreglás se puede quedar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vacía&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4841814827407414125?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4841814827407414125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=4841814827407414125' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4841814827407414125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4841814827407414125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/tan-frgil-es-el-alma-que-la-primera.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7976205138706081394</id><published>2008-12-05T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T03:55:22.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- nombre completo:&lt;/span&gt; Fiamma Lucía D'Alessandro ¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- sobrenombre/s:&lt;/span&gt; Fati, Fa, Fia, Fatulín, Fatu, Fi, Fiam, Orejas chicas |: jajaj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- fecha de nacimiento:&lt;/span&gt; 24/01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- signo:&lt;/span&gt; Acuario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- altura:&lt;/span&gt; no tengo idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- color de cabello:&lt;/span&gt; Castaño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- color de ojos:&lt;/span&gt; Marrones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- estado civil:&lt;/span&gt; Soltera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- profesión: &lt;/span&gt;estudiante en huelga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favoritos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- música:&lt;/span&gt; De todo todin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- canción:&lt;/span&gt; no puedo elegir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- película:&lt;/span&gt; uui ttttantas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- un hombre fachero:&lt;/span&gt; Peter Lanzani. (are que lo nombra en todo jajaja)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- canales de TV:&lt;/span&gt; Telefé pasión .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- color:&lt;/span&gt; verde, azul, violeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- flor:&lt;/span&gt; eeeeee :| rosa, que se yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- deporte:&lt;/span&gt; chatear jajaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- equipo de fútbol:&lt;/span&gt; CABJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- animal:&lt;/span&gt; me da igual u.u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- mascota:&lt;/span&gt; No tengo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- bebida:&lt;/span&gt; Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- prenda de vestir:&lt;/span&gt; cualquiera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- auto:&lt;/span&gt; el que me des te lo acepto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- color del auto:&lt;/span&gt; negro, gris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- color de celular:&lt;/span&gt; Negro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- postre:&lt;/span&gt; Helado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- sabor de helado:&lt;/span&gt; Chocolate, granizado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- país:&lt;/span&gt; Hawai (L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- número:&lt;/span&gt; 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Eres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- mentiroso?:&lt;/span&gt; na, aveces nomás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- celoso?:&lt;/span&gt; uffffff si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- envidioso?:&lt;/span&gt;  no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- rencoroso?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- vengativo?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- miedoso?:&lt;/span&gt; segun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- orgulloso?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- creativo?:&lt;/span&gt; puf no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- soñador?:&lt;/span&gt; jajaj si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- feliz?: &lt;/span&gt;aveces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Estas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- aburrido?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- enamorado?:&lt;/span&gt; jajajajaj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- contento?:&lt;/span&gt; ni contento ni triste, normal (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- disponible?:&lt;/span&gt; já si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- de novio?: &lt;/span&gt;nou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- comprometido?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- leyendo algún libro:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- hablando con alguien ahora mismo?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- escuchando música?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- que escuchas?:&lt;/span&gt; nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Alguna vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- viajaste al exterior?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- fumaste?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- nadaste desnudo?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- has espiado a alguien?:&lt;/span&gt; si (6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- hiciste algo de lo que te arrepientes?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- hiciste paracaidismo?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- quisiste tanto a alguien como para llorar?:&lt;/span&gt; em, si, creo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- bailaste bajo la lluvia?:&lt;/span&gt; no sé si bailar, pero hacer pelotudeses si, muchas veces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- besaste a alguien bajo la lluvia?:&lt;/span&gt; jajaja no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- tocaste una serpiente?:&lt;/span&gt; nou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- te enamoraste?:&lt;/span&gt; paso, JAJA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- te rompieron el corazón?:&lt;/span&gt; eh? que es eso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- te enamoraste de tu mejor amigo?:&lt;/span&gt; nou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- besarías a alguien de tu mismo sexo?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- te besaron la mano?:&lt;/span&gt; jajajajajj si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- amor o lujuria?:&lt;/span&gt; amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- noche o día?:&lt;/span&gt; segun para que.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- frió o calor?:&lt;/span&gt; intermedio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- relación estable o una noche?:&lt;/span&gt; estable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- televisión o internet?: &lt;/span&gt;Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- pepsi o coca-cola?:&lt;/span&gt; Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- sprite o seven up?:&lt;/span&gt; Sprite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- casa o departamento?:&lt;/span&gt; departamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- dinero o familia?:&lt;/span&gt; familia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- en persona o por teléfono?:&lt;/span&gt; en persona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- carne o pollo?:&lt;/span&gt; carne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- zapatos o zapatillas?:&lt;/span&gt; zapatillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- comedia o drama?:&lt;/span&gt; las dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- playa o montañas?:&lt;/span&gt; playa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- verano o invierno:&lt;/span&gt; verano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- simple o complicado?:&lt;/span&gt; complicado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- zurdo o diestro?:&lt;/span&gt; diestro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- cabello largo o corto?:&lt;/span&gt; largo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- dibujar o pintar?:&lt;/span&gt; pintar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;¿Si o no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tienes un diario?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tienes un secreto que no le hayas contado a nadie?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Crees en el amor?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Te bañas todos los días?:&lt;/span&gt; si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Te quieres casar?:&lt;/span&gt; jajajaj ahorita no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Te gustan las tormentas?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tienes una manía?:&lt;/span&gt; tantas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- La persona más molesta?:&lt;/span&gt; ni da escracharla acá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- La persona que mas te divierte?:&lt;/span&gt; uh, muchos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- La persona que te conoce mejor?:&lt;/span&gt;  Nadie me conoce del todo (6) JAJAJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tienes piercing o tatuajes:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;En las ultimas 24hs tu has..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Llorado?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Ayudado a alguien?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Comprado algo?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Enfermado?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Ido al cine?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Dicho “te amo”:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Escrito una carta?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Perdido a un novio/a?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Hablado con alguien que hace tiempo no hablabas?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Escrito en un journal?:&lt;/span&gt; que es eso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tenido una conversación seria?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Perdido a alguien?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Abrazado a alguien?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Peleado con un pariente?:&lt;/span&gt; jajajaj si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Peleado con un amigo ?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Soñado despierto?:&lt;/span&gt; si, siempre (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Alguna vez podrías&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Comer un gusano?:&lt;/span&gt; como poderrrrr podría, igual no lo haria-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Matar a alguien?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Cantar en un karaoke?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Ser vegetariano?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Emborracharte?:&lt;/span&gt; jajajaj em, si supongo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Robar en una tienda?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Hacerte un tatuaje?:&lt;/span&gt; ni loca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Leer un libro de 1.000 paginas?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ÚLTIMOS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. última bebida: &lt;/span&gt;Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. última llamada de teléfono:&lt;/span&gt; abuela |:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. ultimo CD reproducido:&lt;/span&gt; no tengo idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. última vez que lloraste :&lt;/span&gt; jajaj no sé, como dos meses hace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. último mensaje de texto recibido:&lt;/span&gt; de Martu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALGUNA VEZ HAS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. salido con 2 personas al mismo tiempo:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. te han engañado:&lt;/span&gt; JAJAJAJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. besado a alguien &amp;amp; arrepentirte?&lt;/span&gt;: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. perdido a alguien especial?:&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. tenido depresión?:&lt;/span&gt; puffff si, tantas veces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. estado ebrio &amp;amp; vomitado?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NOMBRA TUS 3 COLORES FAVORITOS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;Verde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Violeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ESTE MES HAS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Hecho un nuevo amigo :&lt;/span&gt; si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Desenamorado :&lt;/span&gt; jajajaj si (?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Llorar de la risa :&lt;/span&gt; si, siempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Conocido a alguien que cambió tu vida : &lt;/span&gt;creo que no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Descubierto quienes son tus amigos de verdad :&lt;/span&gt; puede ser-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Has besado a alguien en tu lista de amigos :&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Cuantos hijos quieres tener?:&lt;/span&gt; Con los 8 que ya tengo me alcanza por ahora. Y después, los de verdad, no sé, 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Tienes mascotas? :&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Cambiado tu nombre?:&lt;/span&gt; no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;EXTRAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Que hiciste para tu ultimo cumpleaños?:&lt;/span&gt; Devoto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. A que hora te despertaste hoy:&lt;/span&gt; a las 8 ¬¬ me despertaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Que hacias a medianoche ayer: &lt;/span&gt;chateaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Menciona algo que NO puedas esperar?:&lt;/span&gt; no sé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. última vez que viste a tu mamá?:&lt;/span&gt; hace una hora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Qué cosa te gustaría poder cambiar de tu vida?:&lt;/span&gt; muchas cosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Qué escuchas en este momento?:&lt;/span&gt; nada, el ruido del teclado cuando escribo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4024964203930305030</id><published>2008-12-04T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T16:33:08.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nunca me sentí tan sola como cuando ayer, de pronto no entendí mientras callaba, la vida me dijo a gritos que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nunca te tuve y nunca te perdí&lt;/span&gt;, y me explicaba que el amor es una cosa que se da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de pronto&lt;/span&gt; en forma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;natural&lt;/span&gt;, lleno de fuego y&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; si lo forzás se marchita&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sin tener principio llega a su final&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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alguien a quien amar y alguna cosa que esperar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-2976005867601129362?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2976005867601129362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=2976005867601129362' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2976005867601129362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2976005867601129362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me haces bien, me haces bien, me haces bien&lt;/span&gt;. Basta ver el reflejo de tus ojos en los míos, como se lleva el frío, para entender que el corazón no miente, que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;afortu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nadamente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; me haces bien&lt;/span&gt;, me haces bien, me haces bien. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-2310946781312452553?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2310946781312452553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=2310946781312452553' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2310946781312452553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/2310946781312452553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/para-contarte-canto-quiero-que-sepas.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-7624724245321615585</id><published>2008-12-03T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:22:05.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;No me pregunten mas por él&lt;/span&gt;, es que no ven que me hace daño? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;necesito olvidarme de ese&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-7624724245321615585?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7624724245321615585/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=7624724245321615585' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7624724245321615585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/7624724245321615585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-me-pregunten-mas-por-l-es-que-no-ven.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-4352890219563789185</id><published>2008-12-03T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:12:05.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Un clavo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;saca otro&lt;/span&gt; clavo. Así dicen, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-4352890219563789185?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4352890219563789185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=4352890219563789185' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4352890219563789185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/4352890219563789185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/un-clavo-saca-otro-clavo.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-1160079374972855032</id><published>2008-12-03T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:09:59.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Me podés &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;TANTO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-1160079374972855032?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1160079374972855032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=1160079374972855032' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1160079374972855032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1160079374972855032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-pods-tanto.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-1921963404633708994</id><published>2008-12-01T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:09:41.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I were a boy, I think I could &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; how it feels to love a girl. I swear I’d be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; man, I’d &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;listen&lt;/span&gt; to her, cause I know how it hurts when you lose the one you wanted; cause he’s taken you for granted and everything you had got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;destroyed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-1921963404633708994?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1921963404633708994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=1921963404633708994' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1921963404633708994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1921963404633708994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-i-were-boy-i-think-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-46221306938362268</id><published>2008-12-01T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:07:11.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don’t want to hear you say her name ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-46221306938362268?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/46221306938362268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=46221306938362268' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/46221306938362268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/46221306938362268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-want-to-hear-you-say-her-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-1957726173099700404</id><published>2008-12-01T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:06:05.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" &gt;addictive-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-1957726173099700404?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1957726173099700404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=1957726173099700404' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1957726173099700404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1957726173099700404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/12/addictive.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-1712041020859497393</id><published>2008-11-30T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:22:23.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoy la tristeza queda&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; lejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ya no es para mí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-1712041020859497393?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1712041020859497393/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=1712041020859497393' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1712041020859497393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1712041020859497393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/11/hoy-la-tristeza-queda-lejos-ya-no-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-1862920889139937150</id><published>2008-11-30T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:13:52.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De lo vivido estoy convencido, que de lo bueno no siempre he aprendido, pero esta noche me quedo con vos.&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/1092899544196692579-1862920889139937150?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1862920889139937150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=1862920889139937150' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1862920889139937150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/1862920889139937150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/11/de-lo-vivido-estoy-convencido-que-de-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3775377373587672281</id><published>2008-11-30T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:11:54.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tengo ganas de escribir de memoria algún dolor, tengo ganas de aferrarme a la falda de tu amor, encontrarte por ahí, convenserte de mi error, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; dejarle pasar una al corazón&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3775377373587672281?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3775377373587672281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3775377373587672281' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3775377373587672281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3775377373587672281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/11/tengo-ganas-de-escribir-de-memoria-algn.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-5311945399084817657</id><published>2008-11-30T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:08:31.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Una vez más callendo este&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; juego&lt;/span&gt;, lo conozco y no hace bien; una vez más voy comprendiendo que hay hombres que es mejor &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ni conocer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-5311945399084817657?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5311945399084817657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=5311945399084817657' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5311945399084817657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5311945399084817657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/11/una-vez-ms-callendo-este-juego-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-3695303130064860118</id><published>2008-11-29T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:02:37.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1- Un lugar: todos según con quién esté.&lt;br /&gt;2- Un canal de TV: telefe&lt;br /&gt;3- Un programa: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;C&lt;/span&gt;asi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Á&lt;/span&gt;ngeles.&lt;br /&gt;4- Un boliche: daigual&lt;br /&gt;5- Marca de cigarrillos: No fumo.&lt;br /&gt;6- La Droga...: es lo peor.&lt;br /&gt;7- Una cancion : Muchas.&lt;br /&gt;8- Un gusto de helado: granizado, chocolate&lt;br /&gt;9- Un vicio: la pc&lt;br /&gt;10- Un ex: "paso"&lt;br /&gt;11- Un hombre para una noche: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Peter&lt;/span&gt;, sin pensarlo dos veces. (L)&lt;br /&gt;12- Un hombre para toda la vida: ufffffffff, cuando lo encuentre te cuento.&lt;br /&gt;13- Un hombre para una amistad: Todos ellos, lo saben.&lt;br /&gt;14- Un hombre a quien le debas perdon: a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ninguno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15- Un hombre a quien le quieras agradecer: a mis &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amigos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;16- Un hombre que te haga reir: empezé a escribir pero eran muchos.&lt;br /&gt;17- Un hombre que te haga llorar: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ninguno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18- Un hombre que odies: creo que ninguno&lt;br /&gt;19- Un hombre que ames: muchos muchos :)&lt;br /&gt;20- Una persona que ames y conozcas hace mucho: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ivn en general (L) :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21- Una persona que ames y conozcas hace poco: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sfs en general (L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22- Una persona que extrañes: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Florrrr, ivn (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23- Una mujer para una noche: ninguna&lt;br /&gt;24- Una mujer para toda la vida: ninguna .&lt;br /&gt;25- Una mujer para una amistad: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TODAS, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26- Una mujer a quien le debas perdon: ninguna creo.&lt;br /&gt;27- Una mujer a quien le quieras agradecer: mamá, amigas,&lt;br /&gt;28- Una mujer que te haga reir: Florencia, Lucía, Lucila, Martina, etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;29- Una mujer que te haga llorar: ninguna&lt;br /&gt;30- Una mujer que odies: uuh, ODIAAAAAR, ninguna&lt;br /&gt;31- Una mujer que ames: amigas, TODAS.&lt;br /&gt;32- Alguien al que le quieras agradecer algo en particular: no se me acurre&lt;br /&gt;33- ¿Que elegirías como nueva Maravilla del Mundo?:  JAJAJA em, personas valen?&lt;br /&gt;34- Animales favoritos: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;patos !&lt;/span&gt; (jajajaj)&lt;br /&gt;35- Alguna vez te enamoraste?:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "paso"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36- Trago alcoholico favorito: no tomo :)&lt;br /&gt;37- Chocolate negro o Chocolate blanco?: negro&lt;br /&gt;38- El polo o el desierto: el polo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39- Perro o Gato: perro&lt;br /&gt;40- Idioma favorito: castellano &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41- Vino o Cerveza: cerveza.&lt;br /&gt;42- Palabra favorita: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;papeeeeeeee &lt;/span&gt;JAJAJAJ&lt;br /&gt;43- Insecto favorito: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hombres&lt;/span&gt; u.u&lt;br /&gt;44- Has robado alguna vez?: creo que no&lt;br /&gt;42- Un sueño?: por ahora terminar el colegio, para el futuro no sé.&lt;br /&gt;43- Tu mejor amiga: Justo en este momento no puedo decirte, en este momento &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;no sé&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;44- Tu mejor amigo: Lo mismo que arriba &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chedi-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45- Ciego, sordo o mudo?: eeeh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sordo&lt;/span&gt; (asi me soporta más)&lt;br /&gt;46- Por quien darias la vida?: por mis amigos, familia&lt;br /&gt;47- Existe algo que nunca se lo has contado a nadie?: obviamente&lt;br /&gt;48- Es cierto que la tierra es redonda?: más o menos (?&lt;br /&gt;49- Primera cosa que piensas cuando te dicen 'FEO': &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"tiene razón"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50- La persona mas fea que conoces: yo.&lt;br /&gt;51- La cosa mas linda que has visto: la pc (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baba&lt;/span&gt;) jajajaj.&lt;br /&gt;52- La persona mas linda que conoces: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Juan Pedro miamorrrrrr (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53- Nombre de la persona que piensas en este momento: nadie :Z&lt;br /&gt;54- Que coleccionas?: bolsas, cajas, etiquetas.&lt;br /&gt;55- La cancion que mas odias: "marta, sebas, guille y los demás" QUE FEA CANCIÓN&lt;br /&gt;56- Le pedirias a un chica que te de su camiseta: JAJAJAJ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;, a un chico capássss 8-)&lt;br /&gt;57- Tu tesoro es..: yo que se.&lt;br /&gt;58- A quien le perdonarias una y mil veces las cosas sin importar lo que hizo?: a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;nadie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59- Si tuvieras que destruir algo, destruirias..: los libros del colegio y las carpetas.&lt;br /&gt;60- Te comerias una tarantula por un millon de dolares: más vale &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61- Lechuga o Tomate: tomate&lt;br /&gt;62- Te han robado algo sumamente importante?: amigos vale&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63- Alguna vez ayudaste a un pobre?: creo que no-&lt;br /&gt;64- Flores o Bombones: Flores&lt;br /&gt;65- Sufres por algo en este momento?: nou,&lt;br /&gt;66- Has perdido a algun amigo importante en tu vida: Si&lt;br /&gt;67- Apellido favorito: jajajaj no sé, va en realidad me lo guardo.&lt;br /&gt;68- Nombre de niño preferido: Agustín&lt;br /&gt;69- Nombre de niña preferido: No se me ocurre ahora .&lt;br /&gt;70- Persona mas cariñosa que conoces: muchos, según su humor.&lt;br /&gt;71- Cual es tu numero de la suerte?: ninguno&lt;br /&gt;72- Cual es tu numero preferido?: 5&lt;br /&gt;73- Hora favorita: jajajaj yo que se :|&lt;br /&gt;74- Te has pegado con alguien alguna vez: naaa, con mi hermano, y con amigos jugando, pero nada "grave".&lt;br /&gt;75- Que tienes en tus bolsillos?: nada&lt;br /&gt;76- Duermes siesta?: No, a veces me quedo dormida, pero no-&lt;br /&gt;77- Golosina preferida: palitos de la selva, mogul-&lt;br /&gt;78- Mala costumbre que tienes: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Violentarme fácil, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79- Que pelicula mirarias mil veces seguidas?: el diablo viste a la moda, juego de gemelas, si tuviera 30.&lt;br /&gt;80- Lugar donde te encanta estar: en cualquier lado mientras me divierta &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81- Perdonarias una infidelidad?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82- Como es el nick de tu msn?: FAAAATI                -15(L)    &lt;br /&gt;83- Y el subnick?: 10;24(L)       J's &amp;amp; E's(L)&lt;br /&gt;84- Ultima vez que te han dicho que te odian: no me acuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;85- Ultima vez que te han dicho que te aman: hoy&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-3695303130064860118?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3695303130064860118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=3695303130064860118' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3695303130064860118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/3695303130064860118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-un-lugar-todos-segn-con-quin-est.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-5444705865315817206</id><published>2008-11-29T15:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:30:43.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; thief&lt;/span&gt; in the night&lt;br /&gt;To come and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;grab&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;It can creep up inside you&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;consume&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;A disease of the mind&lt;br /&gt;It can &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;control&lt;/span&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;It's too close for comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-5444705865315817206?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5444705865315817206/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=5444705865315817206' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5444705865315817206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5444705865315817206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-thief-in-night-to-come-and-grab-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Fati</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16870049917758137991</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1092899544196692579.post-5289121792144370986</id><published>2008-11-29T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T14:32:25.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; with me? Why do I feel like this?  I'm going &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1092899544196692579-5289121792144370986?l=changing-personalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changing-personalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5289121792144370986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1092899544196692579&amp;postID=5289121792144370986' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5289121792144370986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1092899544196692579/posts/default/5289121792144370986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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