<?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-15398623</id><updated>2011-11-13T10:18:45.309-08:00</updated><category term='aww god'/><title type='text'>Desahogo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-6682910975272323057</id><published>2006-12-23T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T11:19:15.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aww god'/><title type='text'>Nada es para siempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k100/kandinsk/Closed_Sign.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Termine con este blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No lo borro pk aqui hay muchas vainas que algun dia yo quiero volver a leer, yo no quiero olvidar solo es que no quiero pensar en lo mismo constantemente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sueeellto!!?? &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/15398623-6682910975272323057?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/6682910975272323057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=6682910975272323057' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/6682910975272323057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/6682910975272323057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/12/nada-es-para-siempre.html' title='Nada es para siempre'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-6564365007608361227</id><published>2006-12-01T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:49:06.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkBBquEt7pE/RXEEYsRkk7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZMjOJj7ZA48/s1600-h/list.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003785483233563570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkBBquEt7pE/RXEEYsRkk7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZMjOJj7ZA48/s400/list.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Y solo era eso lo que queria... que cuando ese alguien especial me abrazara no sintiera que lo hacia por un interes particular.. sino solo porque en verdad eso le nacia. Alguien que se siente orgulloso de agarrar mi mano delante de todos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguien que se muere por complacerme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguien que no pone peros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Ojala que ese dia no sea muy tarde&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-6564365007608361227?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/6564365007608361227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=6564365007608361227' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/6564365007608361227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/6564365007608361227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/12/100.html' title='100-'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zkBBquEt7pE/RXEEYsRkk7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZMjOJj7ZA48/s72-c/list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-4373896174048561233</id><published>2006-11-24T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T14:12:13.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad HAir DAy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5855/1879/1600/755611/bhd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5855/1879/320/6155/bhd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No hay una vaina que a mi me quille mas en el mundo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que ir al salon y que le cabello no me quede bien...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Osea me quilla que la jevita que me seque como qe no se concentre en lo suyo y no me pase bien ese blower.. es que todo el truco esta ahi.. en lo bien que te pasen el blower..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En verdad me da un pique tan grande que uffff... nama falta que llueva pa que de verdad se pongan de malas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAhahhahahahha date.. escribi un post sobre mi cabello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahah speeachless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-4373896174048561233?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/4373896174048561233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=4373896174048561233' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/4373896174048561233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/4373896174048561233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/11/bad-hair-day.html' title='Bad HAir DAy'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-7829889213586283470</id><published>2006-11-18T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T12:34:45.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006</title><content type='html'>WOW que año.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este anio sera memorable para el resto de mi vida&lt;br /&gt;ocurrieron muchos cambios en mi manera de ver las cosas,&lt;br /&gt;muchas persona entraron y salieron de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el 2006 quiero dejar enterrado algunos acontecimientos&lt;br /&gt;y algunas personas.. personas que no quiero mas en mi vida&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el 2006 cometi muchos errores.. algunos que aunque me dieran&lt;br /&gt;la oportunidad de borrar..  no lo haria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 que año..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y el 2007 klk dice???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-7829889213586283470?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/7829889213586283470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=7829889213586283470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/7829889213586283470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/7829889213586283470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/11/2006.html' title='2006'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-3824909841214993149</id><published>2006-11-09T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T11:48:16.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aclarando vainas</title><content type='html'>No hay una vaina que a mi me la ralle mas que que se metan con mis crew .. ose mi gente de velda.... hay par gente que pa mi son sagrada osea NO TE METAS CON ELLAS, no me hables mal de ellas, no te quille por algo con mi relacion con ellas.. en fin no te metas con ellas y punto&lt;br /&gt;......pa evitar mas chispeos y mas desgracias aqui ta el listado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wilson e Ilitch peters mis Hermanos:&lt;/strong&gt; aveces pueden ser medio cabrones pero es su forma y los amo como son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candida Gil, mi MAMA:&lt;/strong&gt; vieja oseaaa yo me puedo pasa la vida entera diciendo que ella es tal cosa o la otra pero eso soy yoooooooooooooo, depue el mundo entero tiene que respetarla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mis amigas Cinthia, Rohanna, primavera y julissa: &lt;/strong&gt;esas muejeres simpre han estado para mi osea full son mis amigas de verdad y depue de ahi to e monte y culebra... so por ahi no se metan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mis amigos Smil, omar r,roman, Omar h, miguel&lt;/strong&gt;: son mis hombres, los que me cuidan y me miman full, con ellos soy bien estrecha.. so ahi no le bregen tampoco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ese es mi mundo.. esos son los que importan, no le acepto a nadiee que joda con ellos, ni acepto que se jodan entre ellos.. NO ME GUSTA... ME MOLESTA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y en verdad MOLESTA te aseguro qe no me querras ver .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solamente aclarando vainas ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-3824909841214993149?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/3824909841214993149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=3824909841214993149' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/3824909841214993149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/3824909841214993149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/11/aclarando-vainas.html' title='Aclarando vainas'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-8647659957631754671</id><published>2006-10-30T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T05:39:44.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tblex</title><content type='html'>Bueno ya que por ahi se acerca la exposicion de disenio estoy pensando que voy a exponer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estaba pensando en hacer una mesa de carton!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siii se puede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.decopasion.com/clasicos/mueble_carton_gehry/silla_carton_Ghery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;mien que chula esas sillassss .. y son hechas en carttonnn.. te puedes sentar  y to la vaina full como una silla normall..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yo quiero hacer algo que sea reciclable ultimamente estoy n esa onda como de buscar un equilibrio entre el medio ambiente y yo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so no se &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tiene que ser &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Requerimientos:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Minimalista &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reciblable &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MUYYYYYY estetico &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Resistente &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahora que lo pienso margarita tenia razon , para diseniar hay que seguir ciertos pasos, ya lo hago hasta sin darme cuenta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tendre que ponerme a idear...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IDEARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-8647659957631754671?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/8647659957631754671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=8647659957631754671' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/8647659957631754671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/8647659957631754671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/10/tblex.html' title='Tblex'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-116187883588895896</id><published>2006-10-26T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:55.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Peace1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/Peace1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerda finalmente, al fin se termino el trimestre mas cabrón que he tenido en mi vida universitaria.. y lo mejor es que salí por la puerta grande con buenas calificaciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenia este blog abandonado, a veces entraba para escribir pero, de verdad no sabía ni que poner, ya las cosas han cambiado mucho, mis sentimientos por algunas personas ya no son los mismos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no siento la necesidad de escribir sobre… bueno si sobre eso, ya como que no tiene importancia hahahhaha quien lo diría…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So este blog va a cambiar drásticamente…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s next??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-116187883588895896?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/116187883588895896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=116187883588895896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/116187883588895896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/116187883588895896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/10/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115964349333994156</id><published>2006-09-30T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:55.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mudanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gosh mudanza..cuantas vainas se quedan atras.. que pereza.... que nostalgia...arrrrggg .... lo que sea. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/20060220002101-mudanza.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/20060220002101-mudanza.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115964349333994156?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115964349333994156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115964349333994156' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115964349333994156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115964349333994156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/09/mudanza.html' title='mudanza'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115924440623407444</id><published>2006-09-25T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:55.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 RoLoLa &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/z27770961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/z27770961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mielda yo no puedo creer que todavia continue escribiendo sobre ti.. esta vaina es increible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;en mi vida entran y salen cientos de personas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y aun asi este blog es tuyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aunque la mayoria del tiempo seamos buddy/ buddy.. te quiera matar,o este quillada contigo, vivo para esos pequeños felices instantes que son los recuerdos que alimentan mi vida..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;En verdad... ahora soy yo que no se que haria sin ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beautiful, terrible, wonderful, horrible, beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BABE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115924440623407444?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115924440623407444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115924440623407444' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115924440623407444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115924440623407444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/09/3-rolola-3.html' title='&lt;3 RoLoLa &lt;3'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115819896038407738</id><published>2006-09-13T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:55.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIBRE!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/z27770965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/z27770965.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mi cualidad mas valiosa es el poder que tengo de mandar todo a la mierda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosh una de las vainas que mas me quillan en la vida es la gente que se otorga puestos de la vida de los demas, gente que quiere intentar gobernar tu vida y bla bla bla, a veces yo puedo dike tripia jugando a la dominatrix pero yo no me atrevo a ta poniendo dike reglas en vida ajena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero pol dio vamos a respetarnos un chin mas, aqui nadie nació pegao de nadie y nadie es indispensable en la vida de nadie..... creame NADIE ES INDISPENSABLE&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/15398623-115819896038407738?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115753037249640670</id><published>2006-09-06T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:55.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo que no aprendi con los libros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/To_Write.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/To_Write.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me enseñaste a ser infiel con la mirada.&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste a desesperarme al ver que no llegabas.&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste a compartir mis temores, pensamientos, ilusiones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste a creer que no me importas&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste a fingir desinteresada.&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste a guillar la quillada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste a coquetearte, a desesperarte con mi baile.&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste Nevada en Dominicana&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste a bajar y subir de las nubes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste a mantener un secreto&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste a emocionarme con cosas pequeñas&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste el suspiro con los ojos cerrados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñarte a entender el idioma de tu embriagues&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste a tener iniciativa y decirte lo que quiero.&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste la paz de la guerra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me enseñaste como un perro indeseable se vuelve necesario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ahora cédeme tú puesto de maestro,&lt;br /&gt;                             Y aprende lo que tengo para enseñarte&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/15398623-115753037249640670?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115753037249640670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115753037249640670' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115753037249640670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115753037249640670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/09/lo-que-no-aprendi-con-los-libros.html' title='Lo que no aprendi con los libros'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115715535364419645</id><published>2006-09-01T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:55.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Peters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/oh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/oh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do i look sad ??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;naaaaaaaahh&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/15398623-115715535364419645?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115715535364419645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115715535364419645' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115715535364419645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115715535364419645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/09/miss-peters.html' title='Miss Peters'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115695086624974588</id><published>2006-08-30T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:55.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabina tenia la razon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;De sobra sabes que eres la primera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que no miento si juro que daría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;por ti la vida entera, por ti la vida entera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y sin embargo un rato cada día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ya ves te engañaría con cualquiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;te cambiaría por cualquiera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ni tan arrepentido ni encantado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;de haberme conocido, lo confieso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tú que tanto has besado tú que me has enseñado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sabes mejor que yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que hasta los huesos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sólo calan los besos que no has dado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;los labios del pecado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Porque una casa sin ti es una embajada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;el pasillo de un tren de madrugada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Un laberinto sin luz, ni vino tinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;un velo de alquitrán en la mirada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y me envenenan los besos que voy dando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y sin embargo cuando duermo sin ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;contigo sueño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y con todas si duermes a mi lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y si te vas me voy por los tejados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;como un gato sin dueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;perdido en el pañuelo de amargura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que empaña sin mancharla tu hermosura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No debería contarlo&lt;/strong&gt; y sin embargo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cuando pido la llave de un hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y a medianoche encargo un buen champán francés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y cena con velitas para dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;siempre es con otra, amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;nunca contigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bien sabes lo que digo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Porque una casa sin ti es una oficina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;un teléfono ardiendo en la cabina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;una palmera en el museo de cera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;un éxodo de oscuras golondrinas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y me envenenan los besos que voy dando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y sin embargo cuando duermo sin ti,contigo sueño&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pero dos no es igual que uno más uno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y el lunes, al café del desayuno, vuelve la guerra fría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y al cielo de tu boca el purgatorio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y al dormitorio el pan de cada día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Y me envenenan los besos que voy dando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115695086624974588?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115695086624974588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115695086624974588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115695086624974588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115695086624974588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/08/sabina-tenia-la-razon.html' title='Sabina tenia la razon.'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115627282006889984</id><published>2006-08-22T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:55.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me , myself and ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/luv3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/luv3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y   A H O R A ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;preguntatelo por favor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;siempre que todo esta marchando bien tiene que venir algo o alguien a dañarlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bueno, maybe ese es el obstaculo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;que define &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;el que pasa de el que se quema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115627282006889984?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115627282006889984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115627282006889984' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115627282006889984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115627282006889984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/08/me-myself-and.html' title='Me , myself and ...'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115533015455834528</id><published>2006-08-11T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:55.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luv</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/luvb.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/luvb.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/luvb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/luvb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yo siempre me he preguntado por que es que tolo de el amor es rojo osea piensenlo como que no baja el amor debe ser negro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/luvb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;eso dike que la sangre y el no se que barajenlo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOOOOOOOOVEEE is Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;___________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Esto lo escribi el 10 de agosto del año pasado hace 1 año y 1 dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;me sorprende lo bruja que soy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/luvb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Santo Domingo ,algun dia de agosto ... ella sabe lo que viene por ahi , un cambio de vida , un cambio de estado. ella sabe lo que se viene pero no esta dispuesta a admitirlo ...o si?.&lt;br /&gt;Ella esta condenada a sentir , a aprender a sentir.. a compartir , a dejar que alguien entre a su oscura guarida,ya es tiempo?.&lt;br /&gt;Ella se siente bien, asustada , pero bien .. ella no llora , no grita, sus labios son solo sonrrisa..cuanto durara? , cuando pasara?. es para siempre??.&lt;br /&gt;Ella no kiere ceder, pero se kiere entregar .. pero no, eso es mentira ella no kiere entregarce ... o si ? ,en realidad ella no sabe.&lt;br /&gt;Ella se molesta con el o con ellas hmmm, ella kiere paz.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llegara el dia en que ella y el caminen juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Ellos se kieren o ella lo kiere a el , o le la kiere a ella.&lt;br /&gt;Si el se acerca mas a ella sera su piel, si ella se acerca mas a el ke pasara?.&lt;br /&gt;El tiene guardias que vigilan sus pasos , ella esta atrapada en un castillo y el la quiere salvar pero sus guardias no lo dejan.&lt;br /&gt;Ella kiere ser salvada , ella kiere ser rescatada y le ruega a Dios ke el algun dia pueda lograrlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/luvb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/luvb.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115533015455834528?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115533015455834528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115533015455834528' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115533015455834528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115533015455834528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/08/luv.html' title='Luv'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115509922798121431</id><published>2006-08-08T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:54.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-day Babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Un dia como hoy hace 22 años viste la luz por vez primera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;y un dia como hoy hace 22 años nacio mi luz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birth Day Anonymous User&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gracias por existir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&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/15398623-115509922798121431?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115509922798121431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115509922798121431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115509922798121431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/Clby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115489203919129288?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115489203919129288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115489203919129288' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115489203919129288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115489203919129288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-more-words-about-u.html' title='No more words about u'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115361661672473754</id><published>2006-07-22T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:54.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/my.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/my.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prefiero estar dormida que despierta &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate 2 be awake and see you destroying my life &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115361661672473754?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115361661672473754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115361661672473754' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115361661672473754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115361661672473754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-sleep_22.html' title='Just Sleep'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115308474200926923</id><published>2006-07-16T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:53.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in my own life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/smi.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/smi.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/smi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have u ever felt so alone and nothing make sense??&lt;br /&gt;well thats how i feel like , I'm facing everything by myself&lt;br /&gt;with nothing more then tears and a fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what they say:&lt;br /&gt;"The soul would have no rainbow if the eyes had no tears" ....yeahhh umju... i had never seen a fucking rainbow around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115308474200926923?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115308474200926923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115308474200926923' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115308474200926923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115308474200926923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/07/lost-in-my-own-life.html' title='Lost in my own life'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115178718144707864</id><published>2006-07-01T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:53.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.danseibi.net/scribbled/original/adire/Heartbreak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.danseibi.net/scribbled/original/adire/Heartbreak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You could've been all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;But you weren't honest&lt;br /&gt;Now get in the ground&lt;br /&gt;You choked off the surest of favors&lt;br /&gt;But if you really loved me&lt;br /&gt;You would've endured my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you're just as I presumed&lt;br /&gt;A whore in sheep's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Fucking up all I do&lt;br /&gt;And if so here we stop&lt;br /&gt;Then never again&lt;br /&gt;Will you see this in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on to the glory at my right hand&lt;br /&gt;Here laid to rest is our love ever longed&lt;br /&gt;With truth on the shores of compassion&lt;br /&gt;You seem to take premise to all of these songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stormed off to scar the armada&lt;br /&gt;Like Jesus played letter,I'll drill through your hands&lt;br /&gt;The stone for the curse you have blamed me&lt;br /&gt;With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep&lt;br /&gt;But if you could just write me out&lt;br /&gt;To neverless wonder... happy will I become&lt;br /&gt;Be true that this is no option,So with sin I condemn you&lt;br /&gt;Demon play, demon out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on to the glory at my right hand&lt;br /&gt;Here laid to rest is our love ever longed&lt;br /&gt;With truth on the shores of compassion&lt;br /&gt;You seem to take premise to all of these songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last kiss for you&lt;br /&gt;One more wish to you&lt;br /&gt;Please make up your mind girl...&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;One last kiss for you&lt;br /&gt;One more wish to you&lt;br /&gt;Please make up your mind girl...&lt;br /&gt;Before I hope you die &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115178718144707864?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115178718144707864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115178718144707864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115178718144707864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115178718144707864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/07/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115143762111799620</id><published>2006-06-27T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:53.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BECAUSE OF YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Forbidden_Fruit_by_DuvallGear.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/Forbidden_Fruit_by_DuvallGear.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115143762111799620?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115143762111799620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115143762111799620' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115143762111799620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115143762111799620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/06/because-of-you.html' title='BECAUSE OF YOU'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115124873139710683</id><published>2006-06-25T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:52.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Student_by_DavieDave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/Student_by_DavieDave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ya hoy es domingo .Dios mio es increible como se me va el fin de semana tan rapido, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deberian agragarle un dia mas al fin de semana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana es un poco dificil para mi en la uni, demasiadas cosas que hacer que realmente se resumen en una ...examen de matematica.. osea men que &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;panico&lt;/span&gt;, Goshh todo el mundo desee que me valla bien a ver si ponemos a Dios sordo y por fin &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;saco buena nota en el examen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El examen es el miercoles so voy a ver como distribuyo bien mi tiempo para abarcar los tres temas y que me valla barbaro!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ya sacando al calculo integral...me he dado cuenta que la &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;universidad&lt;/span&gt; esta &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;monopolizando&lt;/span&gt; mi vida...oseaaa es increible..lunes a viernes metida en ella y &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;el weekend haciendo tarea&lt;/span&gt;, y si no estoy haciendo tarea es pensando en que tengo que hacerla..pero na asi es la vida..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;en un año el problema sera otro...&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/15398623-115124873139710683?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115124873139710683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115124873139710683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115124873139710683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115124873139710683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/06/bt_25.html' title='BT'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115112312691579849</id><published>2006-06-23T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:52.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I own u before u know</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/li.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/li.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/li.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gcdasc sc sgdcdhscs csdgcfhasgfc csdffc cgdcfhcf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dcycgcjcgc sdcgshcgjhcg hsdgcjcg sjdhchcg jsdcggc dshcgjshdcsjhc sjdhcgjsdhcgjsdhcgsdcg  sdcghdcg ajsdhcgsjhcg sdjhcg sjdchgydec daudi danud yupisd sdycggscuyuedg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cuz nothing has sense now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115112312691579849?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115112312691579849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115112312691579849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115112312691579849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115112312691579849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-own-u-before-u-know.html' title='I own u before u know'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115093005540421492</id><published>2006-06-21T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:52.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gray day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/17154022/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.deviantart.com/view/17154022/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Me encantan los dias como hoy(es uno de los gustos que compartimos).En verdad los adoro,que nice es despertarce y verlo todo gris sin un tan caluroso sol, en estos dias no me dan ganas de levantarme de la mi cama, con gusto ahi reciviria mi desayuo y mi periodico uhmm que ricooo  the perfect gray....yo...mi perro....bajo las sabanas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mielda que cursi me he puesto :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115093005540421492?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115093005540421492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115093005540421492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115093005540421492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115093005540421492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/06/gray-day.html' title='gray day'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-115049882282082358</id><published>2006-06-16T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:52.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para ti MMG</title><content type='html'>...La gente como que no se ubica... &lt;br /&gt;                       Thanks for sharing  for a second there i almost cared&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-115049882282082358?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/115049882282082358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=115049882282082358' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115049882282082358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/115049882282082358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/06/para-ti-mmg.html' title='Para ti MMG'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114936690928550230</id><published>2006-06-03T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:52.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.emol.com/tiempolibre/imagenes/luis_nacht250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;a href="http://www.emol.com/tiempolibre/imagenes/luis_nacht250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.emol.com/tiempolibre/imagenes/luis_nacht250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Luis Nacht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smooth.fr/img/pdf/SMOOTH-N&amp;B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.smooth.fr/img/pdf/SMOOTH-N&amp;amp;B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMOOTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well mis queridos ya se acerca el festival mas apero de santo domingo ...noooo chopos no es el festival presidente.. es la septima edicion de el festival de jazz en casa de teatro !!!!!!!! no es eso aperisimo????? a partir del el 7 de junio todos los miercoles hasta el 2 de agosto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alli se daran cita artistas de la talla de smooth grupo de electro frances, el argentino Luis nacht , Doreens desde new orleans entre otros ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osea va a estar super barato $300 en la sala y $200 en el cafe....&lt;br /&gt;Eventos como ese hayq eu apoyarlos para quelo sigan haciendo...señores la vida no es solo Metal y Rock ...a el jazz hayq ue sacarle su plato aparte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta la vista!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114936690928550230?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114936690928550230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114936690928550230' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114936690928550230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114936690928550230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/06/jzz.html' title='Jzz'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114931729745951414</id><published>2006-06-02T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:52.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>123456</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/images/mwalker/2005/04/25/heartbreak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="370" alt="" src="http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/images/mwalker/2005/04/25/heartbreak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que tanto joder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tanto pensar en ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tanto querer... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;si total esto no va para ningun  lado??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114931729745951414?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114931729745951414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114931729745951414' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114931729745951414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114931729745951414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/06/123456.html' title='123456'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114850066455328138</id><published>2006-05-24T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:52.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/sd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/sd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aveces me cuesta trabajo entender ciertas cosas....pero al final siempre las entiendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ya entendi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114850066455328138?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114850066455328138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114850066455328138' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114850066455328138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114850066455328138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/05/enough.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114836091932002238</id><published>2006-05-22T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:52.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy BirthDay Miss Peters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/hb.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 407px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="422" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/hb.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Que mejor manera de empezar lo que promete ser el cumpleaños perfecto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;solo pasado un minuto las 12 de la noche comieza a llover ...bendiciones del cielo para la birthday girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Adoro la lluvia nocturna...Dios lo sabe...me regalo lluvia nocturna...primer regalo del dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hoy no quiero pesar en problemas ni pensar en nadie hoy me tomo un break de la rutina diaria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hoy me olvido del mudno y me dedico el dia para mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please gosh dame un pokitito mas de cordura, enseñame a olvidar y a perdonar, muestrame como no soldarme a ciertas personas, ya son 22 ya es hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;como me dijo cierta barbie prieta que anda por ahi la vida no es un relajo y ya son 22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Happy birthday candi peters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;att: quien mas te ama en el mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;kandinski a.k.a Candi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ahhhhh me dedico una song hoy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Es media trsite pero yo toy muy felizzzzzzzzzzzz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All eyes on the calendar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Another year I claim of total indifference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To here, the days pile up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;With decisions to be made, I'm sure all of them were wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Into this song I send myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And with these drinks I plan to collapse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And forget this wasted year, these wasted years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Devoted friends, they disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I'm sorry about the phone call and needing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some decisions you don't make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess it's just like breathing or not wanting to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;There are some things you can't fake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess that it's typical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To cling to memories you'll never get back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And to sort through old photographs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Of a summer long ago or a friend that you used to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And there below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;His frozen face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You wrote the name and that ancient date, that ancient date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And you can't believe that he's really gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When all that's left is a fucking song and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sorry about the phone call; and waking you.I know that it is late,But thank you for talking, because I needed to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Some things just can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;happy Birthday 2 me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Birthday 2 me by Bright Eyes&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/15398623-114836091932002238?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114836091932002238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114836091932002238' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114836091932002238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114836091932002238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-miss-peters.html' title='Happy BirthDay Miss Peters'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114809848851509652</id><published>2006-05-19T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:52.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/eccfd4c50c148b6e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/eccfd4c50c148b6e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*Hay algo en mi que quiere mas.&lt;br /&gt;Hay algo en mi que quiere otra cosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tengo dudas, todo no esta tan claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tanto que me queje de eso que tenia y ahora que ya no lo tengo tambien me quejo ... donde esta mi punto medio??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En 4 dias tendre 22años y que he logrado?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ok&lt;br /&gt;Sorry..... fue solo un minuto de debilidad ....nevermind*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114809848851509652?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114745367237642575</id><published>2006-05-12T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>家族</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*ven , mirame,deslumbrame con tus brillantes ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;y dime que me quieres solo para ti.* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Voy a proteger mi casa&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estoy ahí siento tranquilidad&lt;br /&gt;Y después pondré unas flores&lt;br /&gt;En la mesa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Voy a cocinar un postre&lt;br /&gt;Le pondré manzanas de felicidad&lt;br /&gt;Para que te comas una&lt;br /&gt;Y seas feliz&lt;br /&gt;Todo el día&lt;br /&gt;Y me digas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Que&lt;/span&gt; no puedes vivir sin mí. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Voy a proteger mi casa&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estoy ahí te puedo consentir&lt;br /&gt;Pongo miel en las historias&lt;br /&gt;Que te cuento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Para que cierres los ojos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y por fin tú puedas otra vez dormir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Y al otro día me digas&lt;br /&gt;Que bonito&lt;br /&gt;Mi bonita&lt;br /&gt;Señorita&lt;br /&gt;Yo no puedo vivir sin ti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mi casa es de papel&lt;br /&gt;Porque es el corazón&lt;br /&gt;Siento fragilidad&lt;br /&gt;Si no estás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;by natalia la furcade.&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/15398623-114745367237642575?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114745367237642575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114745367237642575' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114745367237642575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114745367237642575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='家族'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114676595396347068</id><published>2006-05-04T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bla bla bla bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/bitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you almost always pick the best times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to drop the worst lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you almost made me cry again this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;another false alarm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;red flashing lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;well this time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm not going to watch myself die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I think i made it a game to play your game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and let myself cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I buried myself alive on the inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so I could shut you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and let you go away for a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I guess it's ok I puked the day away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and if you want me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you're gonna have to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think the chain broke away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and I felt it the day that I had my own time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I took advantage of myself and felt fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but it was worth the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I caught an early flight and I made it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I guess it's ok i puked the day away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and if you want me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you're gonna have to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nicer than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nicer than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;with my foot on your neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I finally have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;right where I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;right where I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;right where I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;right where I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I guess it's ok i puked the day away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I guess it's better you trapped your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;self in your own way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and if you want me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you're gonna have to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nicer than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nicer than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and if you want me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you're gonna have to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nicer than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nicer nicer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Buried My Self Alive by The used &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/15398623-114676595396347068?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114676595396347068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114676595396347068' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114676595396347068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114676595396347068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/05/bla-bla-bla-bitch.html' title='Bla bla bla bitch'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114663367615005553</id><published>2006-05-02T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/tu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/tu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Entre tu y yo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no hay nada personal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Es solo el corazon que desayuna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;come y cena de tu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;En el cafe de la mañana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;en la cancion de la semana, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;que muchas veces me emociona &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;y otras tantas...me hace daño. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Entre tu y yo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;no hay nada personal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sin embargo duermo entre mis sabanas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;soñando con tu olor; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;vives aqui en mi sentimiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me ocupaste el pensamiento, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;quiza te añore, mas no hay nada personal... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aunque me inventes los detalles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;y te encuentre en cada calle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yo te juro...que no hay nada personal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sacas a flote mis tragedias... de repente las remedias! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ME HACES LOCO, ME HACES TRIZAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me haces mal... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y asi en los dos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(asi en los dos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No hay nada personal &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(no hay nada personal)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;te llevo en cada gota de mi sangre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;y en el paso de mi andar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No necesito arrinconarte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ni antes de dormir besarte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Es que en nosotros.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ya no hay nada..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;........ personal.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;By armando manzanero&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/15398623-114663367615005553?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114663367615005553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114663367615005553' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114663367615005553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114663367615005553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-nothing.html' title='Just Nothing'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114603953434349957</id><published>2006-04-25T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inhabited by a cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/pp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...And now i’m so fucking scare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cuz now i know that u have it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;now i know that u can hurt me..&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/15398623-114603953434349957?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114603953434349957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114603953434349957' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114603953434349957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114603953434349957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/04/inhabited-by-cry.html' title='Inhabited by a cry'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114495337374220156</id><published>2006-04-13T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me feel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/__Merry_Christmas__.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/__Merry_Christmas__.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jealous of the girl who caught your eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;One of my darker days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When you looked at her where was I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Shoulda been in her place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All alone imagining what could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If I had been there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Jealous of the one who'se arms are around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;If she's keeping you satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Jealous of the one who finally found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Made your sun and your stars collide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;She's a very very lucky girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jealous of the one who won your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;They say it's a perfect match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She's gonna get to be where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I don't get better than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;She'll say you're fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Whisper words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wish were mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And they might have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If I had been there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You know I'd fight the good fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If I thought I'd change your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But if she makes you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I would leave that dream behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Man, she better treat you right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;And give you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Cause at the moment she doesn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'll be waiting in the wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;She's a very very lucky girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Jealous by Evanescence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Si soy celosa y que ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;eso significa que no confie en ti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;eso significa que soy celosa y mas nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114495337374220156?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114495337374220156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114495337374220156' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114495337374220156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114495337374220156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-make-me-feel.html' title='You make me feel...'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114446055614038269</id><published>2006-04-07T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/kisskiiscut.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/kisskiiscut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En realidad no somos tan diferentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ambos alucinamos con las canciones de Robi&lt;br /&gt;y suspiramos con sabina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nos enamoramos de botellas&lt;br /&gt;entre fuego y humo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nos burlamos de ignorantes con aires de grandeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Leemos como ratas de bibliotecas, buscando “eso” en las palabras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Rocanroleamos para vivir. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Nos reimos de las crueles sátiras .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*La guillamos*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(:::)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;So Begio...mi faro en la oscuridad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114446055614038269?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114446055614038269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114446055614038269' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114446055614038269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114446055614038269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_07.html' title=':*'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114399622021217032</id><published>2006-04-02T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such Great Heights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/_098_by_DessicatedAngel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/_098_by_DessicatedAngel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;In our eyes are mirror images and when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;We kiss they're perfectly aligned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;And I have to speculate that God himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Did make us into corresponding shapes like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Puzzle pieces from the clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And true, it may seem like a stretch, but&lt;br /&gt;Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled&lt;br /&gt;Head when you're away when&lt;br /&gt;I am missing you to death&lt;br /&gt;When you are out there on the road for&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks of shows and when you scan&lt;br /&gt;The radio, I hope this song will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They will see us waving from such great&lt;br /&gt;Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say&lt;br /&gt;But everything looks perfect from far away,'come down now,' but we'll stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I tried my best to leave this all on your&lt;br /&gt;Machine but the persistent beat it sounded&lt;br /&gt;Thin upon listening&lt;br /&gt;And that frankly will not fly. You will hear&lt;br /&gt;The shrillest highs and lowest lows with&lt;br /&gt;The windows down when this is guiding you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114399622021217032?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114399622021217032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114399622021217032' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114399622021217032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114399622021217032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/04/such-great-heights.html' title='Such Great Heights'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114385831324491465</id><published>2006-03-31T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que opinan?</title><content type='html'>ADICTOS AL AMOR ...TONTO QUERER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cuenta Riso que desistió, asustado, de curar de su amor patológico a una paciente porque al marido, "narco" peligroso, no le gustó que la "desengachara". Riso denuncia que el feminismo ha logrado cierta independencia económica para las mujeres y también poder político, pero queda pendiente una gran revolución por la autonomía afectiva. Y parece que el continuo goteo de señoras víctimas de amores que las han matado le dan cierta razón. Sus asesinos, desde luego, también carecían de educación sentimental y confundían el amor con algo muy diferente. En "¿Amar o depender?" (Granica), Riso aboga por la formación afectiva desde el cole para prevenir dependencias y por la condena del amor "sin esperar nada a cambio" que tanto daño hace .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALTER RISO, TERAPEUTA DEL ENAMORAMIENTO PATOLÓGICO "El amor no es para siempre" Tengo 50 años: edad peligrosa para caer en amores patológicos. Nací en Nápoles. Estoy casado y enamorado pero sin dependencia: dos hijas. Nos han educado en el culto estúpido al amor a cambio de nada. Me avergüenzan muchas de las cosas que mis pacientes hacen por amor. Si no le corresponden en una relación, ¡salga corriendo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUÍS AMIGUET - 12/05/2004&lt;br /&gt;¡Vivimos una epidemia de amor patológico! Las consultas se llenan de pacientes cuya dependencia afectiva les perjudica. Estas dependencias patológicas pueden acabar en violencia doméstica entre quienes aseguran estar enamorados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué tanto sufrimiento?&lt;br /&gt;Porque no hemos sido educados para discernir nuestros afectos y evitar que el sano amor constructivo se convierta en oscura dependencia enfermiza. En cambio, se promueve un amor papanatas y dependiente que sirve para aleccionar el consumismo... El amor que vende flores y colonias.&lt;br /&gt;-Se exalta ese concepto judeocristiano del amor puro "a cambio de nada" que hace mucho daño. ¡El amor siempre es recíproco! Nunca es a cambio de nada. Si a usted no le corresponden claramente en una relación... ¡salga corriendo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo sé que mi amor, tan bonito, ha empezado a ser patológico?&lt;br /&gt;El buen amor se degrada hasta la dependencia patológica con una dinámica igual a la de cualquier adicción: igual que la copita de vino tan sana al mediodía puede convertirse sin autocontrol en el alcoholismo infernal que te destruye. -Es una droga. Exacto. El amor tiene efectos bioquímicos ya estudiados y por eso ante ese amor patológico yo aplico la misma terapia cognoscitiva que ante una drogodependencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cuál es el primer síntoma del mal amor?&lt;br /&gt;Es la dignidad. Si pierdes tu dignidad por amor a alguien, dejas de ser un enamorado para ser un enfermo. Si estás dispuesto a negociar tus principios por lo que crees que es amor, pierdes la autoestima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Eso incluye arrodillarse, espiar, perseguir, implorar...? Sí. Pero no es tan difícil darte cuenta del problema como afrontarlo. Los pacientes se saben enfermos y suelen decirme: "Me estoy autodestruyendo, lo sé; pero es que yo quiero a esa persona más que a mí mismo".&lt;br /&gt;Eso lo diría un drogadicto. Es que ese paciente, en cuanto se le aparta de la persona amada, que es su fuente de gratificación bioquímica, presenta un cuadro típico de síndrome de abstinencia: estrés, depresión y ansiedad. Para no perder esa gratificación hará cualquier cosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo combatir ese cuadro?&lt;br /&gt;Con valores éticos. Tenemos que reprogramar al paciente. Yo no puedo hacer que no le guste una droga o que deje de amar a la persona equivocada, pero juntos él y yo conseguiremos que sea consciente de que esa relación le quita más de lo que le da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿La ética es la medicina?&lt;br /&gt;Sí. Luego ayudo al paciente a recuperar sus valores: los que comparte con todo ser humano y los personales, porque precisamente nos solemos enamorar de las personas que compensan nuestras carencias. Tiene su lógica... El hombre débil se enamora de la mujer fuerte o al revés. Así que la ruptura nos desequilibra. Para empezar a recuperar la dignidad, les recuerdo los cuatro universales éticos apuntados por los neodarwinistas.&lt;br /&gt;Con Kant proclamaremos que cada uno de nosotros es un fin en sí mismo. No podemos ser el medio para que otra persona, por mucho que creamos que la amamos, nos utilice para sus propios objetivos.&lt;br /&gt;Segundo: reforzaremos nuestra autonomía y autodeterminación. No sea esa señora enamorada que pide permiso a su marido para estudiar y él, tan bueno, se lo da. Las decisiones las tomaré yo solito. Sí. Aprenda a vivir por usted mismo. No espere que ella o él arreglen su vida. Sus problemas se los soluciona usted. Quedan dos universales. Debe ser usted valorado por sus méritos personales y no por su dinero, su cuerpo o su posición. Y tiene derecho a la ternura: ser reconocido como un igual válido en la interlocución afectiva en toda su integridad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;¿Cómo empezar la desintoxicación?&lt;br /&gt;No funciona el desengancharse "poquito a poco". A esa relación dañina y a esa persona tiene que dejarla del todo; tiene que dejarla de golpe y tiene que dejarla para siempre... ¡Valor! Sí, porque la lucha es larga y cuanto más tiempo de "enganche", más difícil.&lt;br /&gt;¿Y volver a sus brazos otra vez?&lt;br /&gt;¡Nooooo! No hay vuelta atrás. Esa relación acabó porque le perjudicaba a usted y no tiene arreglo. Elimine la tentación de la auto culpabilidad: usted no puede cambiar a quien no le quiere y que no le quiera no es culpa suya. Me vienen señoras con un brazo roto por el marido que aún creen que podían haber ofrecido el otro y salvar la relación. Ni sin amor ni con él hay descanso. Lo hay. ¡Abra su espíritu! Explore el mundo: disperse sus gratificaciones en el universo que es más grande que su pequeño amorcito y que puede darle mucho más que él. Es fácil decirlo... Lo sé. Ese periodo suele llevar seis meses al menos. Hágase cargo de usted mismo. Desarrolle su autocontrol: crezca. Aumente su resistencia afectiva a la frustración. Aprenda a sufrir y acepte que el mundo no gira alrededor de su corazón.&lt;br /&gt;¡Qué pena! Es normal que en su vida le rechacen alguna vez incluso quienes le amaron. Acéptelo y eso le hará ser mejor. Aprenda a perder. Tomo triste, pero esperanzada nota. Y asuma, en fin, que el amor no es para siempre. Quien le engañó jurándole lo contrario le quería inmaduro de por vida.&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/15398623-114385831324491465?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114385831324491465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114385831324491465' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114385831324491465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114385831324491465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/que-opinan.html' title='Que opinan?'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114377417881065503</id><published>2006-03-30T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you die for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Cat_Dog_by_AsylumOrange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/Cat_Dog_by_AsylumOrange.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moririas por mi?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me moriria contigo!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tan Begio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114377417881065503?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114377417881065503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114377417881065503' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114377417881065503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114377417881065503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/would-you-die-for-me.html' title='Would you die for me?'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114365574505803814</id><published>2006-03-29T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/shy__by_BleedingDesire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/shy__by_BleedingDesire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Papyrus ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dos almas borrachas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;se tambalean por las calles de la ciudad, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la suave brisa los acompaña&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pero su calor sigue igual &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hablamos, hablamos y hablamos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y nos hartamos de hablar..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por un pequeño instante.. nada parece importar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tus labios y tus ojos van en sentidos diferentes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tu boca dice que no, pero tus ojos no mienten &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ven y mantente pendiente &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de lo que mi corazon por ti siente &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y no me dejes caer, mas siempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tocame como aquel viernes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/15398623-114365574505803814?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114365574505803814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114365574505803814' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114365574505803814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114365574505803814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/falling.html' title='Falling?'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114334712967413446</id><published>2006-03-25T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be my guest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/bw.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/bw.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Para que hablar y dar detalles cuando lo puedo resumir en una palabra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="c: ;font-family:Snap ITC;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"   &gt;&lt;strong&gt;*PERFECT*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lo demas lo guardo para 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/15398623-114334712967413446?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114334712967413446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114334712967413446' title='337 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114334712967413446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114334712967413446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/be-my-guest.html' title='Be my guest'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>337</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114312087440135182</id><published>2006-03-23T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/naughty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/naughty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wow yo soy tan &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DESCARADA&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; osea donde quedo pa verguenza candi peters argggggggg &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;, no shame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;Yo no puedo &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vivir&lt;/span&gt; sin decirlo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No Shame, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt; no shame.&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/15398623-114312087440135182?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114312087440135182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114312087440135182' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114312087440135182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114312087440135182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/closer.html' title='Closer'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114283163722168597</id><published>2006-03-19T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:51.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twist your head around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/blustar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/blustar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the day turns into night &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the world is sound asleep &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thats when you take me higher &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the secrets that we keep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You try to bring me sunshine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but you leave me feeling cold. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant wait forever or put my life on hold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cant wait untill you stop your everlasting games...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You dont no cuz you'v never seen me dancing in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you really wait too long,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but you wont... No until you've seen me dancing in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dance in the rain, we'll be dancing in the rain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you close your eyes and then you hope to find.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the distant dawns of your mind, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and no matter what its just the s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you see me dancing in the rain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;"&gt;If you want me to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;"&gt;and make your life complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;"&gt;make me feel you need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and everytime we meet&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;set my heart on fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then you let me down again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats why you'll always find me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dancing in the rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cant wait untill you stop your everlasting games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you dont no cuz you've never seen me dancing in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dance in the rain, we'll be dancing in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Papyrus;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;Happy hardcore&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114283163722168597?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114283163722168597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114283163722168597' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114283163722168597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114283163722168597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/twist-your-head-around.html' title='Twist your head around'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114214394612146946</id><published>2006-03-11T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bendecida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Myheart.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" height="286" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/Myheart.0.jpg" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Myheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;n tu ausencia,&lt;br /&gt;las paredes,&lt;br /&gt;se pintarán de tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;y enjaularé mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;entre tus huesos.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En tu ausencia,&lt;br /&gt;las paredes,&lt;br /&gt;se pintarán de tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;enjaularé mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;entre tus huesos*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114214394612146946?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114214394612146946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114214394612146946' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114214394612146946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114214394612146946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/bendecida.html' title='Bendecida'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114210043420597264</id><published>2006-03-11T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be real</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/mb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/mb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Entre cervezas y cigarros yo medito mucho, y me puse a pensar en el futuro, en formar una familia tener hijos y to esas vainas, lo que me llevo a la siguiente conclusión:&lt;br /&gt;Yo no quiero que si algún día me aloco y tengo un hijo o un par de niños que se críen es en este fucking mundo, yo no quiero que tengas los tabúes entupidísimos que la sociedad le inculca; yo nunca diré a mis hijos que no hagan esto o aquello yo les daré las herramientas para saber en que momento lo pueden hacer y cuando no pero el resto esta a opción de ellos.&lt;br /&gt;Quien soy yo para decirle no hagas el amor con quien quieres, o no fumes, o no bebas. pk no vuelve la cultura hippie, pk la gente no se vuelve nómada, pk la gente no hace solo lo que quiere hacer sin importar el que dirán.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pk hay que andar escondiéndose para hacer lo que todos hacen y a todos les gusta pero no tiene el valor de admitir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este momento se sabe que no va a pasar pero nosotros que somos los padres de el mañana eduquemos a nuestros hijos pa que se dejen de ser hipócritas y hagan verdaderamente lo que quieran hacer.. pk al fin y al cabo de eso se trata la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15398623-114210043420597264?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114210043420597264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114210043420597264' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114210043420597264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114210043420597264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/be-real.html' title='Be real'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114179516867142753</id><published>2006-03-07T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿¿Why??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Love_Is_Blind_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/Love_Is_Blind_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*¿¿Por que no te puedo mentir??*&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/15398623-114179516867142753?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114179516867142753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114179516867142753' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114179516867142753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114179516867142753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/why.html' title='¿¿Why??'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114136994219177919</id><published>2006-03-02T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!! Crash !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Plusone.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 460px" height="424" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/Plusone.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Plusone.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuestras miradas se buscan entre la multitud, aunque no hay sentimientos (aight?)... nuestras miradas se buscan, cuando se encuentra es como si ya no existiera nadie en el salón es como un instante perfecto, dura poco pero es placentero, por ese instante me imagino que es a mi a quien esperas, que me abrazas, que me golpeas, que me besas, que me matas…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me divierte pensar lo que pueda pasar, la seducción es nuestro juegos y apuesto a mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes?? En el fondo somos iguales, buscamos lo mismo, solo que no al mismo tiempo. Esta noche voy a soñar; cerrare mis ojos y permitiré a mis labios sentir el beso retrasado que me debes, dejare que me acaricies el cabello, que te embriagues con mi cuerpo y que te duermas en mi pecho…después de todo ¨i just wanna feel ur hear next to me¨ fueron tus palabras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero claro.. ya eso paso...aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:&lt;br /&gt;Esto no es para nadie! ...o si?? ....Naaa...solo para mi .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114136994219177919?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114136994219177919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114136994219177919' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114136994219177919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114136994219177919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/crash.html' title='!!! Crash !!!'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114126865070439792</id><published>2006-03-01T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ma` bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/bg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="253" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/bg.jpg" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Picture%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdo el día en 4to grado de primaria en que una jevita que yo ni hablaba mucho con ella le pidió a Liselot que no me hablara por un comentario que yo había hecho de ella…liselot por supuesto le dijo que WTF ósea que no. Desde esa día yo se la tenia dedicada a esa jevita, no nos podíamos ni ver, en un día de esos hasta tuvimos un pleito de golpes y to la vaina.&lt;br /&gt;Como merendábamos en el mismo lugar imagínate nuestro grupo se ponía en un lugar especifico del colegio con las loncheras; ahí en un pasillo donde podíamos ver a los varones jugando y to la vaina tuvimos que resolver nuestras diferencias y hablarnos de vez en cuando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un día estábamos de vacaciones y esa niña me llamo a mi casa yo me quede sorprendida pk ni pensé que tenia mi teléfono y saben que… me di cuenta de que teníamos el maso de vainas en común y que ella no era como yo pensaba…. Eso cambio nuestras vidas para siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde ese día fuimos uña y mugre, las mas respetadas (no es cualquiera que se atrevía a joder con nosotras en le colegio), osea to el tiempo juntas, clases de pintura juntas, escuchábamos la misma música, caminábamos juntas después de salir del colegio y durábamos media hora parada hablando en la esquina bajo un fuerte sol donde cada quien tomaba su camino como si no teníamos ya 6 horas osea la mañana entera pega en le colegio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na nos graduamos, tomamos caminos diferentes pero el la amista y el afecto es el mismo, oseaaaa la panita se me quilla pk a veces la descuido y tiene razón pero ella ta clara y sabe que desde 4to grado de primaria es mi mejor amiga y lo será por siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I luv u Cinthia!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114126865070439792?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114126865070439792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114126865070439792' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114126865070439792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114126865070439792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/03/ma-bitch.html' title='ma` bitch'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114115148852853336</id><published>2006-02-28T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/P2250018.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="337" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/P2250018.jpg" width="436" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es sorprendente el maravilloso buen humor con que amaneci hoy ...osea yo toy como feliz y de to ...y lo mas chulo es que es sin razon.hahahahhahahahahhaha... que risa me da eso ...la vida es bella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta vaina es pa tripearcela y disfrutar to lo que aveces parece una mierda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sentir como la arena y las olas acarician los pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Emborracharce en una noche estrellada y pasarcela haciendo estupideces dando brinco, tratando de alcanzar estrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Levantarse aunque te caigas del sueño solo para ver lo bello del amanecer (despues que se termina el show te duermes mas contenta que el diablo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114115148852853336?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114115148852853336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114115148852853336' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114115148852853336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114115148852853336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/beach.html' title='The Beach'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114078755743647907</id><published>2006-02-24T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mil gente me ha puesto pa esto(thx) ...asi que aki van mis tan esperadas 5 vainitas raras!!!!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.Con la comida: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. A todo lo que como he pongo picante y queso...i cant help it soy asi me encanta la comida bien condimentada y vainita ...yo con mi picante y mi queso no como cuento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a*.soy dominicana y odio el arroz y su acompañamiento (habichuela , guandules y to esa vaina Guacatelaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.Cuando tengo mi periodo no me gusta que me toquen (de ninguna manera) y vainita .. osea si un pana me toca en ese momento y n me molesta ...hmm como que ahi hay algo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.Si tengo que hacer tarea y me duermo sin hacerla  ... tengo pesadillas con ella y me espierto cada 5  minutos...en fin me tengo que parar a hacerla obligado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.Me molestan  los regueros fuera de mi habitacion, osea asi como que yo me tire pa un lugar ste to regado .... sin querer me pongo como a recoger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.Si en un fin de seman ano me bebo por lo menos una cerveza....buenooo...hay problemas...la semana se me hace super pesada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Po na eso era ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yo nama wa elegir una sola gente. so ahi ta ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;la prox persona que tiene que hacer esta pendeja es..ta tata tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Primavera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenlightproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://greenlightproject.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114078755743647907?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114078755743647907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114078755743647907' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114078755743647907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114078755743647907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/5-things.html' title='5 Things'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-114002786544160256</id><published>2006-02-15T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go 4 it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Too_Far_Away_by_azuzephre.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="237" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/Too_Far_Away_by_azuzephre.0.jpg" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Si quieres algo dejalo libre.. si vuelve a ti es tuyo si no nunca lo fue &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oseaaaaa como así socio quien fue el animal que escribió semejante mierda, no es así que eso funciona, si tu quieres algo peléate con quien halla que pelear hasta que lo tengas, lucha con uñas y dientes si es necesario pero no lo dejes ir, ósea que si yo quiero algo me tengo que &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/209132.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/209132.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;olvidar de eso y dejárselo al tiempo….Hellls nooooooo señores de verdad no se dejen llevar por los refranes estupidos de la gente conformista…que tal si lo necesario era mostrar que lo querias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu estas seguro que es eso lo que quieres no lo dejes…y si no vuelve??? ….no lo dejes; amárralo de lo que sea pero no lo dejesLa vida es una sola (hasta donde me han dicho) y si uno se la pasa martillándose y dejándole las cosas al tiempo nunca logra nada. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-114002786544160256?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/114002786544160256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=114002786544160256' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114002786544160256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/114002786544160256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/go-4-it.html' title='Go 4 it'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113980655343471719</id><published>2006-02-12T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suele pasar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hablas,callas, gritas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a mi me da igual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sabes que te quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alto, me lastimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no puedes cambiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;para eso estas hecho&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y se que yo estuve mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y tu solo existias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y se que yo estuve mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tal vez no queria darme cuenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alto, me lastimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no puedes cambiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;para eso estas hecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y se que yo estuve mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y tu solo existias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y se que yo estuve mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tal vez no queria darme cuenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;se que yo estuve mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y tu solo existias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;suele pasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;me suelo equivocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;suele pasar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; me suelo equivocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;me suelo equivocar &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/15398623-113980655343471719?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113980655343471719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113980655343471719' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113980655343471719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113980655343471719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/suele-pasar.html' title='suele pasar'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113952686447115668</id><published>2006-02-09T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>contradicción</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/HPIM2489.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/HPIM2489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/HPIM2489.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sra. López&lt;br /&gt;Dejarme entender, escucharnos comprender,&lt;br /&gt;Existencialismo divino que te hace pretender,&lt;br /&gt;Tu presencia junto a mi es casi una ilusión,&lt;br /&gt;No es una mala costumbre eso implica salvación.&lt;br /&gt;La presencia perdida deja de ser una mentira,&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría solucionarlo, borrarlo de mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;Viajo en mi mente te tengo de repente,&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría que fueses yo pa que veas lo que se siente.&lt;br /&gt;Que no hay manera de entender que no estuviste aquí&lt;br /&gt;en el momento preciso indeciso que te vi.&lt;br /&gt;Maldito sea el destino, no hay destino ni ha!&lt;br /&gt;Jodase la vida, no me importa lo que piensan.&lt;br /&gt;La presencia perdida deja de ser una mentira&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría solucionarlo, borrarlo de mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;Viajo en mi mente te tengo de repente,&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría que fueses yo pa que veas lo que se siente.&lt;br /&gt;Ven a ver a leerme la mente&lt;br /&gt;Que tu silencio sea irreverente&lt;br /&gt;Ven aquí lo tengo estoy consciente&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla bla ...simplemente.&lt;br /&gt;El destino final de nuestras mentes&lt;br /&gt;Será estar aquí unidos por siempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;By desorden &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/15398623-113952686447115668?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113952686447115668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113952686447115668' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113952686447115668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113952686447115668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/contradiccin.html' title='contradicción'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113924139205305010</id><published>2006-02-06T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lumatec.com/logolights/rmg/RMGimages/lg/005beach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.lumatec.com/logolights/rmg/RMGimages/lg/005beach1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Fin de semana de reflexion y vainitas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Resultado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Candi Peters no digas que no te gusta algo sin antes darte el chance de conocerlo bien(el caso de las peras y las habichuelas la aplicare en otras cosas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Estar mariposiando por un panita no es malo.. disfrute mucho pensar en el Mr. .. este jueguito me esta gustando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; Este crush puede terminar de dos maneras ... si el Mr. hace algo que me lo baje (si se porta mal y me killa ) , o si pasa el tiempaso y ¨na de na¨ y se me va solo. No voy a estar luchando contra la corriente, solo me dejare llevar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*por ultimo candi peters please face it .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Love is in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113924139205305010?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113924139205305010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113924139205305010' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113924139205305010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113924139205305010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/sun.html' title='sun'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113883282097657343</id><published>2006-02-01T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:50.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss # 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/kd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 414px" height="384" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/kd.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There are many things that I would Like to say to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I don't know how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She knew this love would &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;break her heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rebellion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; always turned her on&lt;br /&gt;She liked the dangerous type, pullin' stick up heists.&lt;br /&gt;Waitin' for him to come around so they could be alone&lt;br /&gt;And she would say…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bad Boy Clyde, you know you drive me wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put away your gun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, why don't you play with me?&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' with your boys, you're always on the run&lt;br /&gt;For just this once, why can't you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' about, thinkin' about the life that we have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You're always on the run&lt;/span&gt; (you were always running around)&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' about what you take for granted&lt;br /&gt;And if you cared about yourself, you'd let go baby&lt;br /&gt;(The cycle never ends)&lt;br /&gt;I love me, I love me some bad bad boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;El problema no es lo que siento, el problema es que no se que sientes tu ... y peor aun es no saber siquiera si sientes. Goshhhhhhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113883282097657343?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113883282097657343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113883282097657343' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113883282097657343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113883282097657343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/02/miss-3.html' title='Miss # 3'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113848510207939017</id><published>2006-01-28T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/dit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 497px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="427" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/dit.jpg" width="343" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113848510207939017?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113848510207939017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113848510207939017' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113848510207939017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113848510207939017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/ok.html' title='ok'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113838896679704542</id><published>2006-01-27T10:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img351.imageshack.us/img351/2416/travis5xh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="308" alt="" src="http://img351.imageshack.us/img351/2416/travis5xh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mielda que bocaaa...&lt;br /&gt;que tipaso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thespiannet.com/actors/L/leto_jared/jl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://www.thespiannet.com/actors/L/leto_jared/jl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diabloooo..Puppy eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...eso ayuda muchoo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img113.echo.cx/img113/9888/bert0uy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand" height="316" alt="" src="http://img113.echo.cx/img113/9888/bert0uy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;P e r f e c t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gilmoregirls.de/bilder/galerie/miloventimiglia/miloventimiglia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px" height="350" alt="" src="http://www.gilmoregirls.de/bilder/galerie/miloventimiglia/miloventimiglia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tiene la actitud. Un poco&lt;br /&gt;pequeño para mi gusto,&lt;br /&gt;Pero bello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinematical.com/images/2005/09/james%20dean2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinematical.com/images/2005/09/james%20dean2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinematical.com/images/2005/09/james%20dean2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="281" alt="" src="http://www.cinematical.com/images/2005/09/james%20dean2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Justo como me gustan Miteriosos/bellos/con cara de malos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinematical.com/images/2005/09/james%20dean2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vh1.com/shared/media/news/images/g/Groban_Josh/sq-cloudy-sky-press-oh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" height="281" alt="" src="http://www.vh1.com/shared/media/news/images/g/Groban_Josh/sq-cloudy-sky-press-oh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Es bello, es alto, tiene tremenda voz..solo le falta 10 libras de onda:&lt;br /&gt;3 piercing&lt;br /&gt;10 tatuajes&lt;br /&gt;Su voz en emo seria interesante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113838896679704542?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113838896679704542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113838896679704542' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113838896679704542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113838896679704542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/ellos.html' title='Ellos'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113833481834063479</id><published>2006-01-26T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samburu.com/images/products/092l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="354" alt="" src="http://www.samburu.com/images/products/092l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*DUDE WHERE IS MY CAT ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Donde estas mi gatito rubio ..donde stas ...please no me preocupes y aparece como siempre lo haces...mommy its waiting 4 u so please come back.&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/15398623-113833481834063479?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113833481834063479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113833481834063479' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113833481834063479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113833481834063479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/cat.html' title='Cat'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113824895876971357</id><published>2006-01-25T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theamericanmind.com/images/dead-eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.theamericanmind.com/images/dead-eagle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quiero decir tantas cosas que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;mejor no digo nada&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;prefiero que esta imagen hable por mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;R.I.P AGUILAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;br /&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/15398623-113824895876971357?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113824895876971357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113824895876971357' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113824895876971357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113824895876971357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/19.html' title='19'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113796211562988673</id><published>2006-01-22T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear  R...N</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/ath.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/ath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/ath.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/ath.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/ath.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*Es increible como esta cancion parece que yo te la escribi a ti....wake up...don`t you see i want to .-.-.-. you?????&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh well I woke up tonight and said I&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make somebody love me&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make somebody love me&lt;br /&gt;And now I know, now I know, now I know&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's you&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky, lucky&lt;br /&gt;You're so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well do you, do you do you want to?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well do you, do you do you want to, want to go&lt;br /&gt;Where I've never let you before?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well do you, do you do you want to?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well do you, do you do you want to, want to go&lt;br /&gt;Where I've never let you before?&lt;br /&gt;Well he's a friend and he's so proud of you&lt;br /&gt;He's a friend and I knew him before you, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Well he's a friend and he's so proud of you&lt;br /&gt;You're famous friend well I blew him before you, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh well do you, do you do you want to?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well do you, do you do you want to, want to go&lt;br /&gt;Where I've never let you before?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well do you, do you do you want to?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well do you, do you do you want to, want to go&lt;br /&gt;Where I've never let you before?&lt;br /&gt;Well here we are at the transmission party&lt;br /&gt;I love your friends they're all so arty, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I woke up tonight and said I&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make somebody love me&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make somebody love me&lt;br /&gt;And now I know, now I know, now I know&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's you&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky, lucky&lt;br /&gt;You're so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well do you, do you do you want to?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well do you, do you do you want to, want to go&lt;br /&gt;Where I've never let you before?&lt;br /&gt;Oh lucky lucky&lt;br /&gt;You're so lucky&lt;br /&gt;Lucky lucky&lt;br /&gt;You're so lucky&lt;br /&gt;Lucky lucky&lt;br /&gt;You're so lucky&lt;br /&gt;Lucky lucky&lt;br /&gt;You're so lucky&lt;br /&gt;Lucky lucky&lt;br /&gt;You're so lucky&lt;br /&gt;Oh lucky lucky&lt;br /&gt;You're so lucky&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&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/15398623-113796211562988673?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113796211562988673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113796211562988673' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113796211562988673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113796211562988673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/dear-rn.html' title='Dear  R...N'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113712781334517488</id><published>2006-01-12T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U r Trash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Plastic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="363" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/Plastic.jpg" width="454" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;La &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;¨ basura¨&lt;/span&gt; de unos es la felicidad de otros...&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sino me creen preguntenle a par de jevitas por ahi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663300;"&gt;. Hatefull&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Sorry if i make u think that i really care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*P.S.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No leiste la parte que dice soy mala, muy mala malisima asi que no te metas conmigo ??...do u think i was joking?...hahahahhh dont blame me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113712781334517488?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113712781334517488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113712781334517488' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113712781334517488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113712781334517488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/u-r-trash.html' title='U r Trash'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113700001552888084</id><published>2006-01-11T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/conce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="370" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/conce.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*Suddenly everything has changed....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113700001552888084?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113700001552888084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113700001552888084' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113700001552888084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113700001552888084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/suddenly-everything-has-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113675899440313076</id><published>2006-01-08T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uhh ohhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/pc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="364" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/pc.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Only 4 Mon amie (i know u luv it :* ) y cierto panita su sabes primavera cierto animal domestico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Wait for...everything evil in you comes out I'll stay when we only motivate sound instead Sgt. make for the table...in hopes that I won't be afraid again call when enabled and send the leader out against...I will stage a reenactment in a false pretense exist inflict unworthy unconciousness why debate when the actions suppressed then kill the acquitted listen...to the sounds that remain in question in hopes...to solidify a truce amongst the children and the jury that stands the verdict alive here among the dead evolve monstar show me the things I've never wanted done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i felt much better than this before if they find out to avoid then the accidents kept hidden away but if they stay... blood hungry cannibalistic unfit family ties in a series of knocks to the young girl's head side come write me a letter and paste it on my refrigerator door inspected inspector&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I think we've found something over here jesse!!! just come look at what your brother did here he did away with me stay until Wednesday and write me a child like letter pretending at war here in thursday lets make this our last day at home by the fence would you run? would you run? would you run down past the fence? and she screamed claudio, dear claudio i wish god damn it we'll make it if you believe...F.B.I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Clear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113675899440313076?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113675899440313076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113675899440313076' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113675899440313076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113675899440313076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/uhh-ohhh.html' title='uhh ohhh'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113626152071329986</id><published>2006-01-02T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="185" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/Eyes.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Your eyes become a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mystery&lt;/span&gt;, to everyone who tries  to decipher when you're serious  or just kidding . Your eyes reveal your emotions, when you're happy or your sad. Your eyes are a tell-tale sign of what you feel or what you think. The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;deep brown&lt;/span&gt; of them makes it hard  sometimes for me to think. You use your eyes to persuade when you know I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;can't resist&lt;/span&gt;, That cute little puppy-eyed look you make,  that draws me into a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bliss&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No se por que escribo esto hoy ...pk hace ya algunos dias que no lo puedo sacar de mi cabeza....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;UR EYES&lt;/span&gt; ....PK SON TAN BRILLOSOS???..PK SON TAN BELLOS....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;NO NECESITAN&lt;/span&gt; SER AZULES, NI VERDES, NI GRISES, NISIQUIERA CLAROS...BRILLAN CON LUZ PROPIA...NO PUEDO SACARME TUS MIRADAS DE MI MENTE.....QUE BELLOS OJOS ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;KE BELLA MIRADA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*I love your &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt;, those &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;twinkling&lt;/span&gt; eyes, They &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt; of a thousand things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113626152071329986?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113626152071329986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113626152071329986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113626152071329986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113626152071329986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/eyes.html' title='Eyes'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113617292764695109</id><published>2006-01-01T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Carefull</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/hn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/hn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo lei unos de estos dias en un blog(no recuerdo en el de quien):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ten cuidado &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con lo que deseas...se te pude cumplir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(o algo similar)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y esa fue exactamente mi primera leccion del año...dont ....its ok .... uno siempre aprende algo de sus &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;¨&lt;/span&gt;Errores&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;¨.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuera de eso el 31 la pase muy bien bailando y gozandoy bebiendo con panas.....espero que este año sea aun mejor que el otro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mielda que onda anoche estaba vestida de jevita asi full hahahahah wowwww que bueno qyue nadie de mi onda me vio ....estaba muy bella ...pero no es mi estilos No cambio mis &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;CONVERSE* &lt;/span&gt;por nada en el mundo ..mielda no entiendo como las demas mujeres caminan con esos super tacos ...yo no los aguanto ni por 1/2 hora .hahahahaha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por fin se termino la Navidad, ya los fuegos artificiales que suena super duro me tienen harta. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Nada Espero que el new year sea feliz para todos&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;....MUAhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113617292764695109?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113617292764695109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113617292764695109' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113617292764695109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113617292764695109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2006/01/be-carefull.html' title='Be Carefull'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113591570150482317</id><published>2005-12-29T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>k+a+n+d+i+n+s+k*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/icant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="398" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/icant.jpg" width="455" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Me encantan los asteriscos, las estrellas,los circulos,los cuadrados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; Adoro el negro y el marròn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Adoro a Robi Draco Rosa y a The Used.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Me voy en una facilmente...sueño mucho despierta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Me lo imagino todo.. so cuidado con lo que me dices &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Tengo el temperamento fuerte y me aburro rapido de la gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Defiendo mi forma de pensar o lo que sea que yo crea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lo que mas me gusta de un hombre claro despues que sea lindito es la manera madura y de altura con la que maneje una discusion conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Odio la gente mentirosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me gustan los dias grises siempre y cuando no este en la playa con ganas de tomar sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*Me encantaria que la puerta de mi marquesina condujera a londres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mi idea de la cita perfecta con un pana es en londres tomando un cafe o un vodka y en la otra mano un cigarrillo interminable... discutiendo de la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*Am sorry if i am to honest pero con la persona sobre la tierra que mas disfruto discutir se llama Roman.(please roman si por casualidad de la vida algun dia lees esto ....que se te olvide please please please.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*Me encanta la playa ...ya dije esto...hmm no importa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*I love bad boys ...no me encanta eso de mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*El el futuro no me conformo con solo tener dinero..quiero ser askerosamente rica$$$$ para eso estudio y hago todo lo que hago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*Amo a mis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:amig@s"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;amig@s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Si piensas que me creo la gran cosa te equivocas....no me creo....lo soy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113591570150482317?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113562966952974839</id><published>2005-12-26T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My eyes adore you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/rb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="459" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/rb.jpg" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So many others always say&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow’s before you&lt;br /&gt;All of us mustn’t play the game&lt;br /&gt;So many days so many nights&lt;br /&gt;Of love sweet love&lt;br /&gt;Hold on don’t wake up&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to your life&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow’s alive&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Most of us spend our lives waiting&lt;br /&gt;For someone like you&lt;br /&gt;It’s a new day&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;Some days will fall&lt;br /&gt;Some days will run away&lt;br /&gt;But know when we come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone will pave the way&lt;br /&gt;Some win your heart and give you freedom from a lousy day&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so cold?&lt;br /&gt;Is it funny when I fall?&lt;br /&gt;You’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Sinful&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow’s our day&lt;br /&gt;And your ways break my fall&lt;br /&gt;My eyes adore you&lt;br /&gt;As the river flows&lt;br /&gt;Confused and dim&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be burning in your water&lt;br /&gt;Again and forever&lt;br /&gt;Washing away these sins&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Most of us spend our lives waiting&lt;br /&gt;For someone like you&lt;br /&gt;It’s a new day&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It doesn’t matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;Some days will fall&lt;br /&gt;Some days will run away&lt;br /&gt;But know when we come&lt;br /&gt;Someone will pave the way&lt;br /&gt;Some win your heart and give you freedom from a lousy day&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so cold?&lt;br /&gt;Is it funny when I fall?&lt;br /&gt;You’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Sinful&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow’s our day&lt;br /&gt;And your ways break my fall&lt;br /&gt;Why you so cold&lt;br /&gt;Yet beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113562966952974839?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113562966952974839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113562966952974839' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113562966952974839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113562966952974839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-eyes-adore-you.html' title='My eyes adore you'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113514363548513861</id><published>2005-12-20T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:49.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/mos%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="363" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/mos%20copy.jpg" width="471" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wow no vacaciones hasta el viernes..en intec abusan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No se que voy a  hacer el 24&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No se que voy a hacer el 31&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No se que voya hacer mañana &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No se que me voya poner pa ninguna de esas fechas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi fin de semana fue muy cool.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MonteCristo never ever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ericoh  esta totalmente loco, y ahora mismo me habla por msn .. ke borrachera tiene.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Los fuegos artificiales , eso que suenan como que se esta acabando el mundo no me gustan(me tienen total y completamente harta), prefiero los que tiran colores.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mañana tengo una visita de la uni pa una fabrica que hace un calor del diablo ...shit no soporto no.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pk la luna no ta afuera hoy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiero ver la luna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiero ver estrellas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113514363548513861?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113514363548513861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113514363548513861' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113514363548513861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113514363548513861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/12/chillout.html' title='Chillout'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113470059069128029</id><published>2005-12-15T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAhahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/ht.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 533px" height="396" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/ht.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aquí estoy con mis amigas primavera y Karina (hoy Rohanna sta por otro lado).Wow es sorprendente como la tarea nos une…aki estamos en mi casa…cada quien con su computadora en la cara haciendo su asignación…thx God que a mi le sábado me dio un ataque de responsabilidad e hice mi tarea ufff con 6 días de anticipación so hoy estoy de risitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Be Still My Heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was running late for work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I didn't change my shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The evening's drinks left a lingering taste in my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And when I left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You were fast asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tangled in the sheets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And on the bus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I could have sworn it was all a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And it didn't happen to meAnd then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I felt the scrapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;From the slippery subway grate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh how you laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;At my complete lack of grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I could not recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A more perfect fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause when I looked up into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It didn't hurt at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;be still my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This could be a brand new start, with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And it will be clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If I wake up and you're still here with me in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;                                                             And I thought, be still my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;                                                         This could be a brand new start, with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;                                                                And it will be clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If I wake up and you're still here with me in the m&lt;/span&gt;orning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113470059069128029?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113470059069128029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113470059069128029' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113470059069128029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113470059069128029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahahaha.html' title='HAhahaha'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113423087132910227</id><published>2005-12-10T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Otra vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/flo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px" height="340" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/flo.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bueno na esta navidad parece que va a ser muy interesante pk ya estoy reciviendo regalos...algunos buenos como los de mi kerida amiga julisa, y lo de mi tia y malo como la fuking gripe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un ipod, ese es el regalo que quiero de navidad es mas hasta me soñe con eso hace varias noches el de mi sueños era rosado.. pero yo lo tomo de cualquier color...Pleaseeeee alquien escuche mis suplicas y regaleme un ipod...Dear Santa please ponte pa esto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis deseos para el año nuevo......Hay uno que es secreto.. y el otro es coño terminar Intec ....OMG....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno na,  los quiero a todos y Feliz Navidad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Muaaah Muahhh Muahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15398623-113423087132910227?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113423087132910227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113423087132910227' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113423087132910227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113423087132910227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/12/otra-vez.html' title='Otra vez'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113363205859590588</id><published>2005-12-03T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Por fin fui al play y gano quien tenia que ganar el glorioso LLLIIICCCEEEYYY, la unica vaina es que yo pense que me iba a dar un juego y lo que me di fue un practica de pelota hahahahhahaha escogido buenas Shit`s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fui pal play con un aguilucho si no es por ke el es mi mejor amigo ufff lo odiaara, no soporto los aguiluchos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BTW se han dado cuenta de el frio que hace en la calle despues de las  12 de la noche  omg!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eso esta como para estar acurriucadita con un panita hmmm con una taza de hot chocolate,estar ahi debajo de una manta con el pana aquel leyendo poesia y despues .......... hmm pue si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O estar en la playa  con la noche estrellada, con una fogata con el mismo pana akel asando marshmallow, fumando y despues....hmmm pue si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gracias smill(mi mejor amigo, aguilucho) por abrazarme anoche cuando me moria del frio, que lastima que quien yo keria que me abrazara ta ultimamente en low profile, pero na asi es  la vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mielda ese friito como que me pone a makinar muchas vainas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113363205859590588?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113363205859590588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113363205859590588' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113363205859590588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113363205859590588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/12/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113330765767037545</id><published>2005-11-29T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderwall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/T_a_n_Lines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/T_a_n_Lines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shit aveces no es lo que dice la cancion sino el momento que ella representa y to la vaina que te pasan por la mente mientra la escuchas.&lt;/strong&gt; Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is gonna be the day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That they're gonna throw it back to you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By now you should've somehow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Realized what you gotta do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't believe that anybody &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels the way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do about you now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Backbeat the word was on the street &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That the fire in your heart is out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure you've heard it all before &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you never really had a doubt &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't believe that anybody feels &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way I do about you now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the roads we have to walk along are winding &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the lights that lead us there are blinding &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are many things that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would Like to say to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know how &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because maybe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me ? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And after all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today was gonna be the day? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But they'll never throw it back to you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By now you should've somehow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Realized what you're not to do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't believe that anybody &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels the way I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;About you now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the roads that lead to you were winding &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the lights that light the way are blinding &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;There are many things that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I would like to say to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I don't know how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I said maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And after all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You're my wonderwall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I said maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You're gonna be the one who saves me ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And after an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You're my wonderwall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Said maybe You're gonna be the one that saves me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Kiss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&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/15398623-113330765767037545?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113330765767037545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113330765767037545' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113330765767037545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113330765767037545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/wonderwall.html' title='Wonderwall'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113318946375037181</id><published>2005-11-28T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Querido piercing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/HPIM2486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/HPIM2486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Querido piercing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya hace casi un año que estamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha cuanto hemos vivido&lt;br /&gt;Haz acompañado mi vista&lt;br /&gt;En todo momento&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me haz dejado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Lo miro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haz visto mis alegrías y tristezas&lt;br /&gt;Desprender las más insólitas miradas&lt;br /&gt;Haz visto mi ojo cerrar y te unes a mí&lt;br /&gt;Para el más tierno beso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora nos quieren separar&lt;br /&gt;Y de mala manera&lt;br /&gt;No solo tú y yo somos los perjudicados&lt;br /&gt;Hay mil gentes envueltas en el paquete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(lo toco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No entiendo como algo tan pequeño&lt;br /&gt;Y bello, puede ser victima de los&lt;br /&gt;Prejuicios de un…ja dejemos eso ahí &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/HPIM2487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/HPIM2487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(lo desenrosco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuantas hemos pasado juntos ehh&lt;br /&gt;Haz sido el blanco de muchas miradas&lt;br /&gt;Pero que te puedes esperar&lt;br /&gt;Si vivimos en un país donde se va la&lt;br /&gt;Luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Intento numero uno por sacármelo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me encantas te amo y te adoro&lt;br /&gt;Y eres parte de mí&lt;br /&gt;Y siempre lo serás&lt;br /&gt;Aunque no te lleve físicamente en mí&lt;br /&gt;Me dejaste tu marca, tu cicatriz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(mierda que duro es , segundo intento)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No le tengas miedo a la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Del lugar donde te pondré,&lt;br /&gt;Es transitorio, de verdad te lo juro&lt;br /&gt;Esto no es un adiós&lt;br /&gt;Es simplemente un hasta luego&lt;br /&gt;Porque en 6 trimestres se rompen las cadenas&lt;br /&gt;Y volveremos a estar juntos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(eso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;necesitaba 3 intentos )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos iremos lejos de aquí&lt;br /&gt;A un lugar donde nadie nos&lt;br /&gt;Mirara raro.&lt;br /&gt;Nos iremos a la libertad&lt;br /&gt;Donde de nadie dependeremos&lt;br /&gt;Y donde nadie nos juzgara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;( ya te tengo sin vida en mis manos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please no llores ni te sientas triste&lt;br /&gt;De verdad volveré por ti.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo y aunque no te llevo a ti llevo tu cicatriz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Ya esta hecho).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pueden arrancarme de ti&lt;br /&gt;Pero no cambiaran mi manera de pensar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y ya no me la voy a pasar killada por la misma vaina ...en el 2007 hablamos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                              Con mas fe ... Europa 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113318946375037181?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113318946375037181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113318946375037181' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113318946375037181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113318946375037181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/querido-piercing.html' title='Querido piercing'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113312449065365538</id><published>2005-11-27T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 reasons</title><content type='html'>1. Because you think you own me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Because u hate me first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Beacause u were never there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Because u kill  what u touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Because u r the only person who can make me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Because u will never change&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113312449065365538?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113312449065365538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113312449065365538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113312449065365538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113312449065365538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/6-reasons.html' title='6 reasons'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113279634665591252</id><published>2005-11-23T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/pinlow%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 593px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/pinlow%20copy.jpg" width="480" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yo no estoy enamorada ni nada por el estilo, es solo que, mis queridos retardardos; la gente chipea de vez en cuando ...hasta yo ...so agarren c de cerati y dejenlo fluir &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoy te busqué&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;En la rima que duerme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Con todas las palabras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Si algo callées porque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Entendí todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Menos la distancia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Desordené átomos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Tuyos para hacerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Aparecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Un día más, un día más...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Arriba el solAbajo el reflejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ve cómo estalla mi alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ya estás aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Y el paso que dimos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Es causa y es efecto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cruza el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yo cruzaré los dedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Y gracias por venir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Gracias por venir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Adorable puente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Se ha creado entre los dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cruza el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yo cruzaré los dedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Y gracias por venir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Gracias por venir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Adorable puente......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cruza el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cruza el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Por el puente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Usa el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Usa el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Como un puente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;(Ahh y la de la foto de arriba soy yo ...pa que ni me pregunten )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113279634665591252?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113279634665591252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113279634665591252' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113279634665591252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113279634665591252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/puente.html' title='Puente'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113267762930040229</id><published>2005-11-22T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever walks in my heart will walk alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 492px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px" height="289" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/emo.jpg" width="373" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2005/268/2/0/sooooo_EMO_by_just_a_CreEp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hay un capitulo de Los Padrinos Magicos en que Timmy pide a sus padrinos no tener emociones ....el caso es que despues el animal de cosmo se las da para que pueda sentir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Las emociones son una vaina y eso que a mi practicamente todo me da igual.. aveces quisiera que fuera mas el hate pa que menos vainas me importaran..asi que si alguien tiene padrinos magicos please prestemelos se lo delvolvere lo juro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No me malinterpreten no me kiero kitar todas las emociones solo alguna de ellas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113267762930040229?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113267762930040229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113267762930040229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113267762930040229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113267762930040229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/whatever-walks-in-my-heart-will-walk.html' title='Whatever walks in my heart will walk alone'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113243008485458051</id><published>2005-11-19T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PIJAMADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/HPIM2522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/HPIM2522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/HPIM2442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/HPIM2442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/HPIM2489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/HPIM2489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno despues de viejo es que uno se pone a vainas.. pk tres tajalanas (prim, rohanna y yo ) haciendo pijamadas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pase muy bien...hablamos mas mierda que el diablooo hahahhahahhahah wowwww que pequenos detalles prim.. hahahah aah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las amo :******&lt;br /&gt; pijamada rulessssssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113243008485458051?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113243008485458051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113243008485458051' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113243008485458051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113243008485458051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/pijamada.html' title='PIJAMADA'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113210431075615535</id><published>2005-11-15T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I`ve always wanted to be kissed in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/kr.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/kr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hoy alguien por ahi me dijo que bailar en la lluvia talvez no es tan buena idea .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm yo creo que debe ser aperisimo pk que se yo si el pana te gusta ya tu sabes que en va a terminar todo (makingout).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He said: i dont care about the move`s i just wanna feel ur heart next 2 mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.....Damn......sin palabras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113210431075615535?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113210431075615535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113210431075615535' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113210431075615535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113210431075615535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/ive-always-wanted-to-be-kissed-in-rain.html' title='I`ve always wanted to be kissed in the rain'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113202632126444079</id><published>2005-11-14T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandinski</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/Picture%20115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 438px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 404px" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/Picture%20115.jpg" width="438" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awww Shit its true yo creo que todas tenemos algo de lucura dentro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo no la dejo salir muy a menudo .. pero cuando sale sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente esta muyyy afuera asi que hay que agarrala ... please no me provoquen que kandinski ta en bandinski mode&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113202632126444079?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113202632126444079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113202632126444079' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113202632126444079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113202632126444079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/bandinski.html' title='Bandinski'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113191938385941297</id><published>2005-11-13T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:48.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Full</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/he.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="365" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/320/he.jpg" width="379" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alguien me ha dicho que la soledad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;se esconde tras tus ojos &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(by the way tus ojos son como de niño bueno , pero tus miradas son matadoras)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Y que tu blusa atora sentimientos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;que respiras &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(en este caso es tu t-shit o tu hoddy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tenés que comprender,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;que no puse tus miedos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Donde están guardados &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(suelta el hate,  pero nama conmigo )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Y que no podre quitártelos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Si al hacerlo me desgarras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No quiero soñar mil veces las mismas cosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ni contemplarlas sabiamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quiero que me trates suavemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Te comportas de acuerdo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Con lo que te dicta cada momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Y esa inconstancia, no es algo heroico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Es más bien algo enfermo &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;( si maldito enfermoooooo sexuallllll)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No quiero soñar mil veces las mismas cosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ni contemplarlas sabiamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quiero que me trates suavemente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suavemente, suavemente, suavemente...&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; (si suavemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; es la partida de brazo que te voy a dar ) nama descuidate.........&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/15398623-113191938385941297?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113191938385941297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113191938385941297' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113191938385941297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113191938385941297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/hate-full.html' title='Hate Full'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113166741421761989</id><published>2005-11-10T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honestmente Kandinski</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs8/p/2005/313/7/700e5f5f5e6bf3a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs8/p/2005/313/7/700e5f5f5e6bf3a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/print/230151/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hmg.it/hmg05/interno/img/posters/fredom-asterisco.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Un día yo e encontraba viendo TV con mi mami y cuando por joder se me ocurrió hacerle la siguiente pregunta… mami cuando yo sea una diseñadora rica y famosa y quieran hacer la biografía de mi vida lo mas seguro te van a entrevistar…cuando te pregunten cual es la mejor cualidad de tu hija que tu vas a responder….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de varios minutos de miradas con cara de (mielda es que es difícil pk tu eres mala jeva) me dijo Tu sinceridad mi hija.&lt;br /&gt;Es lo que te hace a veces odiosa, a veces tierna, te cambia pero al fin eres la misma chiquita honesta que no le guarda na a nadie... esa actitud te va a meter en problemas pero es quien eres y es tu mejor cualidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si yo se que es verdad a veces me paso con mi sinceridad pero la vida es así…. DURA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S... Love u mommi tu ere la mejor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="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/15398623-113166741421761989?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113166741421761989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113166741421761989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113166741421761989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113166741421761989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/honestmente-kandinski.html' title='Honestmente Kandinski'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113149621361720376</id><published>2005-11-08T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Importa??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/311/4/d/__small___by_karincoma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" height="331" alt="" src="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/311/4/d/__small___by_karincoma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poesiamalvada.com/mariposa.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Total que coño importa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;si soy una mas en el mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y lo que yo haga conmigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;solo a mi afecta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Que importa, si no quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;total en el fondo tu tampoco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;parece que ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;acostumbrados estamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Que importa, si no puedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;si ya estoy muy dura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;si ya no tengo remedio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Que importa , si no soy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;si ya cambie de opinion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;si ya no soy la misma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que coño importa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Que importa, si no termino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;si vivo en un trance eterno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;si nunca salgo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;si ninca quiero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ahhh te importa ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bueno pues no me importa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;que te importe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pk nadie me importa &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/15398623-113149621361720376?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113149621361720376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113149621361720376' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113149621361720376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113149621361720376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/importa.html' title='Importa??'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112702432387397835</id><published>2005-11-06T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ride ride rideeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.something-fishy.com/photography/albums/LifeInBlackNWhite/blacknwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.something-fishy.com/photography/albums/LifeInBlackNWhite/blacknwhite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was holding a cigg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but not anny more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dirt and sea its all i see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh na na na ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh na na na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;am feeeling hight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;looking the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its all i have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;your flavor in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the one i like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh na na na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh na na na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i feel so hight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;when i look the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i feel the emptiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dry sponge = my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hard Rock = my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Black, hard,empty, empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Black , hard, empty, empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh na na na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh na na na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;empty &lt;/span&gt;we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;emty we die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-112702432387397835?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112702432387397835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112702432387397835' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112702432387397835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112702432387397835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/ride-ride-rideeeee.html' title='Ride ride rideeeee'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113131977931320101</id><published>2005-11-06T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>up n down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/1600/155-5595_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3374/1413/400/155-5595_IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bueno na anoche despues de una pequeña desilusion me fui en una , se me entro  la onda fatal ,no  se porke deje que una pequeñez me afectara tanto , pero no se cual es mi onda si se que los hombres son unos MMGS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit yo en mi down no keria ni salir pk imaginate uno se siente mal ya vainita que va a buscar en la calle ... pero na sali y realmente aunque estaba en un coro donde nadie era de mi onda la pase muy bien....&lt;br /&gt;Entre whisky y unos cuantos cigarros , ojos sobre mi , uno como que la pasa bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que ya tengo la receta pa cuando te sientees mal por un pana ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponte la minifalda mas corta que tienes y sal a la calle&lt;br /&gt;Funciona!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/15398623-113131977931320101?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113131977931320101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113131977931320101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113131977931320101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113131977931320101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/up-n-down.html' title='up n down'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113107361905195645</id><published>2005-11-03T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.do/imgres?imgurl=http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6344/1308/1600/karma%2520baby%2520copy.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://webersart.blogspot.com/&amp;amp;h=982&amp;w=772&amp;amp;sz=178&amp;tbnid=k1E6WaMqrxMJ:&amp;amp;tbnh=148&amp;tbnw=116&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;start=20&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dkarma%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Des%26lr%3D%26sa%3DG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/24655563/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El karma es una vaina grande .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... ..... . . . . . . . .... . .. .. . .. .. . . .. . .. .. .. . ..&lt;br /&gt;.. . .. .. . .. .. . .... . .. .. . .. ....... .. .. .. . .. ..&lt;br /&gt;. .. . .. .. .......... ... . . .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113107361905195645?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113107361905195645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113107361905195645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113107361905195645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113107361905195645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/karma.html' title='Karma'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-113084464101838886</id><published>2005-11-01T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALOWS EVEN</title><content type='html'>aww the bonche ......esta noche fue muyyy coool a had a greate  time  .... hahahahahahahahahhahahahhahahha awwwwwwwww my god aki esta el top 5 de las cosas mas ccol que pasaron esa noche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Cierta caminata casi al amanecer con cierto pana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.The rain ... ahahahha sino preguntenle a pal de panitas mios por ahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Encontrar el tronco wow que alivio .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. encontrar a mi prof favorito en el boche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-113084464101838886?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/113084464101838886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=113084464101838886' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113084464101838886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/113084464101838886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/11/halows-even.html' 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bueno!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tengo proyectos pekeños para vacaciones..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Chiablo las vacaciones son lo maximo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Chiaaaaaaaabl ojala me valla de 5/5  con las materias ke tenia ...pk valla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ya se que tengo una B  en comunicacion visual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;y lo que tengo pronosticado es &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A en materiales 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B en dibujo 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B en procesos sociohistoricos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;C en materiales 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bueno na nama sepan que i´m back    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Muahhhhhhh y los quiero  a todos (+o-) hahahhaha &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/15398623-112948619643874028?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112948619643874028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112948619643874028' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112948619643874028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112948619643874028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-more.html' title='No more'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112848373724543454</id><published>2005-10-04T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicker Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.darkhorizons.com/2004/wicker/p-park.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.darkhorizons.com/2004/wicker/p-park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.darkhorizons.com/2004/wicker/p-park.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El prof no fue a clases......ke lluvia la de hoyy&lt;br /&gt;Me encanta cuando llueve pero hoy estaba como molestosa la lluvia.&lt;br /&gt;El clima esta perfecto 0 calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue muy agradable pasar la noche con roha y wilmar viendo peliculas hahaha gracias a Dios que wilmar tenia wicker Park pk la que alquilamos era una mierda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit esta pelicula es super apera y tiene un final perfecto wow (fe tu tienes que ver esta, te va a encantar). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me encanto Wicker Park &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-112848373724543454?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112848373724543454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112848373724543454' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112848373724543454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112848373724543454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/10/wicker-park.html' title='Wicker Park'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112835043224299086</id><published>2005-10-03T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Otro finde</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Bueno este finde fue diferente por primera vez en la vida tenia la tarea de comunicacion hecha antes del viernees uff que jevi eso me dio chance para dormir mas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;na la clase de comunicacion fue una chercha y despues pa la catedral pa una mielda de un trabajo ahi , ke fea ta esa vaina , ahi no fue tan cool por el calor y vainita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;na en la noche pal cumple de prim ke estaba muy cool hasta que a rohana se le ocurrio poner -c mala y terminamos la veladad en el centro medio UCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Na el domingo me levante a las 2  de la tarde mi familia estaba aqui en habladera y yo lo unico que queria era mi comida , que por cierto no comi pk la mesntruacion taba en sus buenas y no podia ni con mi vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Na despues como a las 6 se aparecio ruben despues como a las 2 horas nos fuimos a cenar con cakito y su novio y na la pasamos bien. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ok eso fue lo de el Finde, esta semana sera una pesadilla pk tengo mucho que hacer y pocas ganas shitt yo espero que por lo menos en vacaciones me valla bien y descanse  muuuuuucccchhhhooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;na laiter...&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/15398623-112835043224299086?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112835043224299086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112835043224299086' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112835043224299086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112835043224299086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/10/otro-finde_03.html' title='Otro finde'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112769798964678639</id><published>2005-09-25T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finde</title><content type='html'>Meilda ke fin de semana mis pronosticos eran ciertos aburrio y pico a pesar de ir a la playa y de to , taba aburria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit ya me tattoo se curo ke bueno!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mielda mi papa es un MMG...Eso lo resume todo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-112769798964678639?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112769798964678639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112769798964678639' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112769798964678639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112769798964678639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/finde.html' title='Finde'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112751057465036509</id><published>2005-09-23T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinski</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.spectrumstock.com/photoart/images/blackwhite/a622b%201200x%20tmi%20cd12%20black%20and%20white%20hibiscus%20in%20vase%20concept.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.spectrumstock.com/photoart/images/blackwhite/a622b%201200x%20tmi%20cd12%20black%20and%20white%20hibiscus%20in%20vase%20concept.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mieldasa semana 8 de la uni solo faltan 3 semanas para salir de vacaciones eso signifca PROBLEMAS , significa mas trabajos ke el diablo.. de las 5 materias ke llevo tengo 5 proyectos por hacer y no he empezado ni uno ...mierrrrrrdaaa ke lio ...pero na ...tranquila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora el dia casi no me rinde pk me esta dando sueños muy temprano apenas alcanzo a ver South Park ...mielda la vejez ..hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hmm mielda mañana es dia de fiesta por lo tanto no voy a ver al prof mas chulo de el mundo mielda ke shit , pero na por lo menos voy a descansar ...i hope .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Na todo esta bien , ya todo volvio a la normalidad y na a hacer tarea se ha dicho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Algo me dice qe este fin d semana estara Muyyy Aburridoooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Auxilioooo!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-112751057465036509?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112751057465036509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112751057465036509' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112751057465036509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112751057465036509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/dinski_23.html' title='Dinski'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112719211187088208</id><published>2005-09-19T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Notebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.power98.com.sg/pages/users/juliet/the%20notebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.power98.com.sg/pages/users/juliet/the%20notebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.power98.com.sg/pages/users/juliet/the%20notebook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ke cool fue el dia de hoy sali con mi pana fede de tiendas hahahah muy funny ....esta jeva maneja como una loca y tiene un vocabulario al volante ....increible ...weno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aww despues de muchas vueltas muchas risas, y unos cuantos cigarros jalamos pa su casa donde vimos una perlicula ke me trajo sensaciones pero no wa decir na pk son pa mi solita, veala y a usted le llegara a su manera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Estaba tan entretenia hoy que por poco no voy a la uni pk se me olvido , fde fue la ke me dijo hehehe... na enla uni fue todo aburrido como de costumbre en la clase de los lunes/miercoles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;...mañana tengo un examen que no recordaba hace poco mas de una hora ...mieldaa tres folletos y no me se na ... ke se va a hacer ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rohana se me aprecio en mi casa haha tan linda mi amigaaa Muahhhhhhhhhhhhh, rohana aunque tu no lees mi blog por ke eres una idiota pero Muahhhhhhh como ssea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Andre&lt;/span&gt; dime &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; es &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt; que &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;voy&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tener&lt;/span&gt; ke &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hacer&lt;/span&gt; pa&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; ke&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;buskes&lt;/span&gt; trabajo &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ehhh&lt;/span&gt; (te diste el color de este mensaje mmg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;muahahhhaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-112719211187088208?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112719211187088208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112719211187088208' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112719211187088208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112719211187088208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/notebook.html' title='The Notebook'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112698524983092570</id><published>2005-09-17T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:47.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DC sleeps alone tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nada es para siempre de eso hay que estar como medio claro .. las vainas se &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;terminan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;                                       Ya no hay ke hablar mucho esta cancion lo dice todo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Smeared black ink... your palms are sweaty&lt;br /&gt;And I'm barely listening to last demands&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll wear my badge... a vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest&lt;br /&gt;That tells your new friends I am a visitor here...&lt;br /&gt;I am not permanent&lt;br /&gt;And the only thing keeping me dry is&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex&lt;br /&gt;A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting&lt;br /&gt;And I am finally seeing&lt;br /&gt;Why I was the one worth leaving&lt;br /&gt;Why I was the one worth leaving&lt;br /&gt;D.C. sleeps alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;You seem so so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex&lt;br /&gt;A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting&lt;br /&gt;And I am finally seing&lt;br /&gt;Why I was the one worth leaving&lt;br /&gt;Why I was the one worth leaving&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;Where I am&lt;br /&gt;The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights&lt;br /&gt;And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening&lt;br /&gt;And I am finally seeing&lt;br /&gt;Why I was the one worth leaving&lt;br /&gt;Why I was the one worth leaving&lt;br /&gt;Why I was the one worth leaving&lt;br /&gt;Why I was the one worth leaving&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/15398623-112698524983092570?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112698524983092570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112698524983092570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112698524983092570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112698524983092570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/dc-sleeps-alone-tonight.html' title='DC sleeps alone tonight'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112694368904141545</id><published>2005-09-17T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:46.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right Guard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Buenoooo Hmm na hoy hice tarea y no amaneci para variar aunque es tardisimo pero por lo menos no wa ver el son today ...Sali con mi mejor amiga a cenar hahahahha ke locaaa esta esa jeva ...hoy fue un dia normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hoy como ke govio me hace un chin de falta Hmmmm ....bueno yo ni na wa decir ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;No hay mal que por bien no venga y na hay qe dejar que el rio siga su curso no wa joder ni me wa trastornar mentalmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Chiablo mi hermano si jodee..cuanto me ha tripeado ese niño hoy...como cada viernes roha hizo tarea conmigo hahahahha lokita que me cae bien esa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Chiablo yo no se pk a mi me gusta tener todo, conocer todo, probar , oler , sentir coñooooo por eso es que yo soy diseñadora por to esa vaina...como que no me harto de saber ni de investigar ni de ta fuñendo wow Cuanto me gusta esa vaina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tengo ke ponerme las pilas pa hacer  los cuatro proyectos finales que vienen bajando por ahi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hmmmmmm ZZzzz po na me caigo del  sueño &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Muahhhhh 2 me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;P.S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Andre  Coñooo consigueme un trabajo que necesito $$$$$$$$$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;P.S.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cuanta ropa apera hay en Zara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;P.S.S.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Me peldi en bonche de hoy de caldenone pero na valor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;P.S.S.S.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-112694368904141545?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112694368904141545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112694368904141545' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112694368904141545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112694368904141545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/right-guard.html' title='Right Guard'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112684882035586726</id><published>2005-09-15T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:46.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biootch Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wow cuanta tarea tengo , cuantos proyectos pero na a eso ya estoy acostumbrada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;el sonido de na noche me tiene harta y el olor de las actividades nocturnas de mi vecino tambien( como a calles del  botanico)  me tiene harta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Es mas aki estas el top 10 de las cosas ke me tiene harta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1.La pizza de michael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2.El tema de la gasolina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3.Ke mi mama me diga eso mismo en cualquier situacion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3.las empanadas de Rosi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5.Mi papa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6.La worker de mi casa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7.ke la gente me pregunte si el piercing de la ceja me dolio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8.Que me hablen mierda gente ke no conosco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;9.ke me hablen mierda gente que conosco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10.ke me digan wow ke culo... son  20 años en esto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-112684882035586726?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112684882035586726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112684882035586726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112684882035586726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112684882035586726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/biootch-mode.html' title='Biootch Mode'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112675656704455301</id><published>2005-09-14T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:46.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MARLBORO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sagrado.edu/lared/docs/tabaquismo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.sagrado.edu/lared/docs/tabaquismo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coño men ahora no se que es lo que siento, yo no se si te kiero dejar ir o cual es la onda el can es que no se klk ....shitt toy confundida, te olvido , te busco , la vaina es que no se que pienso y no se si te kiero o si te kise o no se que s lo que pasa por mi mente ..mieldaaaaaa no seeee el klk ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yo creo que no saber es un mal comienzo , el simple hecho yo no no estar llorando ahora como que lo dice todo , y creo como que la onda en general no es pa mi ...esto no es pa mi . naci para ser lo ke era esa es mi onda .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mielda nos e que pensar toy en confundidera total como que de aki en adelenate todo ava a ser normal .. o por lo menos como era antes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yo no soy normal y no me interesa serlo .. yo no busco lo que to el mundo busca .... por un momento pense que si pero ya en estas alturas no se que pensar... pero ese es mi problema y en este momennto es solo MI problema ...si es que hay un problema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well if you wanted &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;honesty&lt;/span&gt;, that's all you had to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You wear me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I'm not okay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means(I'm not okay)To be a joke and look, another line without a hook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not okayI'm not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You wear me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Forget about the dirty looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The photographs your boyfriend took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm okay, now(I'm okay, now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But you really need to listen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm telling you the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I mean this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm okay&lt;/span&gt;!(Trust Me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, I'm not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not o-fucking-kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm not okay(Okay)&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/15398623-112675656704455301?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112675656704455301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112675656704455301' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112675656704455301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112675656704455301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/marlboro.html' title='MARLBORO'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112667173461196949</id><published>2005-09-13T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:46.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valverde Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;No te vi ..gracias a Dios pero estabas ahi...me viste .....se que te vas ...no se si me alegra ...estoy confundida ...pero la verdad es que creo que ya no me importas...ya no estoy sola ...Preparate Barcelona que no te imaginas quien llega ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Here's the thing&lt;br /&gt;We started out friends&lt;br /&gt;It was cool, but it was all pretend&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated, you took the time&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't long till I called you mine&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;And all you'd ever hear me say&lt;br /&gt;Is how I picture me with you&lt;br /&gt;That's all you'd ever hear me say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe for the first time&lt;br /&gt;I'm so movin' on, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, now I get what I want&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I put it, you put me on&lt;br /&gt;I even fell for that stupid love song&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;How come I'd never hear you say&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you never felt that way&lt;br /&gt;But since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe for the first time&lt;br /&gt;I'm so movin' on, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, now I get, I get what I want&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had your chance, you blew it&lt;br /&gt;Out of sight, out of mind&lt;br /&gt;Shut your mouth, I just can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Again and again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone (since you been gone)&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe for the first time&lt;br /&gt;I'm so movin' on, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you (thanks to you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I get, I get what I want&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe for the first time&lt;br /&gt;I'm so movin' on, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you (thanks to you)&lt;br /&gt;Now I get (I get)&lt;br /&gt;You should know (you should know) that I get&lt;br /&gt;I get what I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone&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/15398623-112667173461196949?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112667173461196949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112667173461196949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112667173461196949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112667173461196949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/valverde-barcelona.html' title='Valverde Barcelona'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112654454301416628</id><published>2005-09-12T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:46.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PIIIIILAAAA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jivemagazine.com/data/posts/487/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.jivemagazine.com/data/posts/487/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Chiaaaaaaaaabl cuanta pila la el sabado empezo con la visita de mis panas (andre y fe) hahaah ke risaaaa como siempre(MUyyy Coooll) depue me dieron un aventon pa la casa de prim de donde partimos a la PPPIIIILAAA ......bueno na llegamosss y nos dimos un Buenn Boncheee ...Sandra le metio durisimo ..XL no tanto ...Tripiamos, Saltamos no la pasamos muy cool ...no curamos el maxo verdad prim...hahah chiabloooo rohana y su crew hahaha ke caido muahhhhhh rohana, ke apero fueron los artificiales wow que cerca se veian wooow eso fue muy cool .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na en resumen en el bonche se la comio sandra.. vi a l maso de gente ke tenia siglos ke no veia y me diverti de lo lindo&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/15398623-112654454301416628?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112654454301416628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112654454301416628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112654454301416628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112654454301416628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/piiiiilaaaa.html' title='PIIIIILAAAA'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112622010012178008</id><published>2005-09-08T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:46.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En clase</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Here i am en clases de dibujo3 muahahahha mi ultimo dibujo...ta como aburria hoy...shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bueno ya el sabado es el bonche , espero ke me valla bien y no encontrarme con gente !@&amp;* , digace juan, edgar y otros panas de la onda pila pero mala pila....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ke cul tambien el sabado cojo mi clase favorita...shittttttt no he hecho la tarea espero ke me kede niiiiittttiiiiidddAAAAA,,,,,amo esa clase..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;1.........2........3...........4........5.........6...........7........8.......9.........&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/15398623-112622010012178008?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112622010012178008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112622010012178008' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112622010012178008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112622010012178008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/en-clase.html' title='En clase'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15398623.post-112614225656600813</id><published>2005-09-07T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:02:46.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambios?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shit dike cambios...esta nueva onda de mi mama y mi papa dike juntos again como que no em cuadra y menos me cuadra aun cuando se que mi vida se va a convertir en un infierno...y ese slogan de entrada dike ¨las cosas  aki van a cambiar¨... WTF?cambiar my ass ...dude i dont like u ! y ya no wa seguir hablando de eso ke me killo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Con esta cancion es que yo me descargaba to lo pikes   .....f*ck u &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numb &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling so faithless lost under the surface&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't know what you're expecting of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've become so numb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I can't feel you there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've become so tired so much more aware&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm becoming this all I want to doIs be more like me and be less like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't you see that you're smothering me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holding too tightly afraid to lose control&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause everything that you thought I would beHas fallen apart right in front of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And every second I waste is more than I can take&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've become so numb &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've become so tired so much more aware&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm becoming this all I want to do &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I knowI may end up failing too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I knowYou were just like me with someone disappointed in you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've become so tired so much more aware&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm becoming this all I want to do &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've become so numb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I can't feel you there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've become so numb I can't feel you there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15398623-112614225656600813?l=kandinskiii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/feeds/112614225656600813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15398623&amp;postID=112614225656600813' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112614225656600813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15398623/posts/default/112614225656600813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kandinskiii.blogspot.com/2005/09/cambios.html' title='Cambios?'/><author><name>Kandinski*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03077087770565482973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://myspace-737.vo.llnwd.net/01275/73/77/1275927737_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
