tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47652466466211187852024-02-18T19:25:22.597-08:00AVANT-GARDE¡Soy tantas cosas!antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.comBlogger185125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-59299801256535716082011-08-02T13:32:00.000-07:002011-08-02T13:33:40.507-07:00<div align="right"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">No hay nada más <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">difícil</span> que vivir sin ti. Sufriendo en la espera de verte llegar.</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">El frío de mi cuerpo pregunta por <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ti</span>. Y no sé dónde estas..</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Si no te hubieras ido sería tan feliz.</span></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-38595733091750136822011-08-01T17:46:00.001-07:002011-08-01T17:46:19.741-07:00No puedo dejar de llorarantonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-35229585950767713532011-07-31T15:45:00.000-07:002011-07-31T15:51:42.245-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEM9fxvHPaQS_DsXl0P_z0kh9tyQHD3TUZZeQ4NlT_gPe1-S5oNI8Dz5iatp75-cg7zTKxj7QGE45CVaqz4AMiVhINL2EU5rsL-3WAfunlkiCpzrv6wbllQ-KBgos4CA6Yb-sByWDZSgSu/s1600/P1030042.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635651620830180386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEM9fxvHPaQS_DsXl0P_z0kh9tyQHD3TUZZeQ4NlT_gPe1-S5oNI8Dz5iatp75-cg7zTKxj7QGE45CVaqz4AMiVhINL2EU5rsL-3WAfunlkiCpzrv6wbllQ-KBgos4CA6Yb-sByWDZSgSu/s320/P1030042.JPG" /></a> <br /><div>What about everything we´ve been through?</div><br /><div>What about trust?</div><br /><div>..</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>It´s so hard to say, but i´ve gotta do whats best for me. U´ll be Ok.</div><br /><div>We might find our place in this world some day.. </div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">I´ve gotta live, but i´ll miss U..</span></strong></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-82087204366094405612011-07-15T14:04:00.000-07:002011-07-15T14:17:44.749-07:00FUTURE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYAmi1niQhl-Z7XCmJDi7HM8pUkCoSfJ-IyfyjON3IYF_pSLrD-_GC-b9li1tsALAbi7GGEZMmOj58a_IyxW7ctZL1QPlqjjfK1sjU1oHlM2x3DjQ09r7Mr67LesN7sbNHYuQ-W0_5RTzh/s1600/264881_2156723153345_1104453537_32585451_6241927_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629691122939660562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYAmi1niQhl-Z7XCmJDi7HM8pUkCoSfJ-IyfyjON3IYF_pSLrD-_GC-b9li1tsALAbi7GGEZMmOj58a_IyxW7ctZL1QPlqjjfK1sjU1oHlM2x3DjQ09r7Mr67LesN7sbNHYuQ-W0_5RTzh/s320/264881_2156723153345_1104453537_32585451_6241927_n.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-62092150027466165622011-03-21T18:39:00.000-07:002011-03-21T18:45:43.661-07:00La paciencia se me ha ido hasta los pies<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXa9cMg5FRc87GdMPt4E9v_rx_g4uj9dMCW_iNEIH2nh2FgM2VKjSpOLpeuFNKb7jbh9fnLg-Q-Mh2TvZMXJPlYhI6qCUGhqdkmKNKKQkEotQxIP257OB_hlPEnnxR7WOjms8oEB4Z0Ac/s1600/anto.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586714473359590370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXa9cMg5FRc87GdMPt4E9v_rx_g4uj9dMCW_iNEIH2nh2FgM2VKjSpOLpeuFNKb7jbh9fnLg-Q-Mh2TvZMXJPlYhI6qCUGhqdkmKNKKQkEotQxIP257OB_hlPEnnxR7WOjms8oEB4Z0Ac/s320/anto.jpg" /></a><br /><div>No intentes disculparte, no juegues a insistir las excusas ya existían antes de ti. </div><br /><div>No, no me mires como antes, no hables en plural. La retórica es tu arma más letal. </div><br /><div>Voy a pedirte que no vuelvas más.<strong> Siento que me dueles todavía aquí, adentro</strong>.. </div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>Y que a tu edad sepas bien lo que es romperle el corazón a alguien así.</strong></span></div><br /><div><em><strong>La esperanza que me ha dado amor no me la dio más nadie, te juro, no miento.</strong></em></div><br /><div>No se puede vivir con tanto veneno. No se puede dedicar al alma a acumular intentos.</div><br /><div>Pesa más la rabia que el cemento.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-84549973856766064642011-03-05T00:33:00.000-08:002011-03-05T00:34:43.805-08:00<strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">23</span> </span>-</strong> veinte y tres <strong>- </strong><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">veintitrés</span>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-52802055532650005082011-03-05T00:29:00.001-08:002011-03-05T00:29:56.515-08:00Sé que tu amor viene con fecha de vencimiento.-<br /><br /><div align="right"><em>¿Y si me quiero intoxicar?</em></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-53227149921278171382011-03-05T00:13:00.000-08:002011-03-05T00:15:39.177-08:00Escurría agua de mis ojos, mientras sentía un dolor agudo y punsante dentro de mi pecho, recordando cuando me prometía amor eterno.<br /><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">"<strong>Te amo</strong> en serio y <strong>para siempre</strong>.. ¿Escuchaste?"</span></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-50615702223985913422011-02-03T22:51:00.000-08:002011-02-03T22:52:22.019-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" >QUIERO <b><i>LLORAR</i></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Y</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >NO</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >PUEDO.</span></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-58468439730445360772011-02-03T22:44:00.001-08:002011-02-03T22:50:58.506-08:00¡-!<div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Que feo es saber que otra pueda ocupar mi <i>espacio</i>.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Que todos mis <i>planes y sueños con vos</i>, ya no vayan a tener lugar.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Por eso, si te digo de que sigamos como <i>amigos</i>, será porque va a ser la única esperanza que me quede para <i>volver</i>.</span></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-22390190300431828292011-02-03T22:43:00.000-08:002011-02-03T22:44:04.244-08:00Fuck k k<i><span class="Apple-style-span" >¿Por dónde empiezo si todo acabó?</span></i><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >¿Cómo olvidarte, si nunca aprendí?</span></i></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-36694539759611779272011-01-18T21:55:00.000-08:002011-01-18T22:08:00.151-08:00hallow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsk2OmY8soPhAzUFM__k-i11Mf2IMjzZOC3LAEBnrizNWy9pB3nKR2iz05DUHsIEQ20RXh55GgKNQveM_Nxs0gD7o2HKE98miCLEQeRK2icyWzCvKMnHq-shdutFbeLFplVXHehP9fPkM2/s1600/end-is-near2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsk2OmY8soPhAzUFM__k-i11Mf2IMjzZOC3LAEBnrizNWy9pB3nKR2iz05DUHsIEQ20RXh55GgKNQveM_Nxs0gD7o2HKE98miCLEQeRK2icyWzCvKMnHq-shdutFbeLFplVXHehP9fPkM2/s320/end-is-near2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563773362840861250" /></a><br /><div>Ver que el final se acerca, y como vos te alejas.</div><div>Porque le diste un<span class="Apple-style-span"> <i>sentido a mi vida</i></span><i> </i>que ni te imaginás, porque ya no tengo nada más para darte,<i> no hay vuelta atrás.</i></div><div><i>Te vas con mi cuerpo</i>, con todo lo que tenía. </div><div>Me siento <b>vacía</b>, no encuentro la salida.</div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span">¿Y ahora dónde dejo todo el amor que para vos tenía?</span></b></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-3262128076786316002011-01-18T00:30:00.000-08:002011-01-18T00:32:57.941-08:00Eres lo que más he querido.<span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Cuántas veces nos salvó el pudor</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">y mis ganas de siempre buscarte?</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Pedacito de amor delirante</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">colgado de tu cuello un sábado de lluvia a las cinco de la tarde</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Sabe Dios como me cuesta dejarte</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><i>y te miro mientras duermes,</i></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">mas no voy a despertarte</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Es que hoy se me agoto la esperanza</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">porque con lo que nos queda de nosotros</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">ya no alcanza..</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Eres lo que mas he querido en la vida</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">lo que mas he querido.</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Cuántas veces quise hacerlo bien</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">y pequé por hablar demasiado?</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">no saber dónde, cómo ni cuándo</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Todos estos años caminando juntos</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">ahora no parecen tantos</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">sabe Dios todo el amor que juramos,</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">pero hoy ya no es lo mismo, ya no vamos a engañarnos</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Es que soy una mujer en el mundo</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">que hizo todo lo que pudo</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">no te olvides ni un segundo:</span><br /><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >Eres lo que mas he querido en la vida</span></b></span></span>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-45150882265962169892011-01-12T20:07:00.000-08:002011-01-12T20:13:02.370-08:00no se olvida*<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgavI2yrVx-Ti4w2KOxit5vFwX4Bjx9UYu742dV7Ni4p0rh3-_g1lqUp-DR0s4GXLg1-omKWey3sGm5tHpiBmC7Qdodw5XeY5fqS6W05NY1hWfpSs7nVCaXyK_XNVs2k_Y1Puk1Mg51Yfhp/s1600/Downloads1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgavI2yrVx-Ti4w2KOxit5vFwX4Bjx9UYu742dV7Ni4p0rh3-_g1lqUp-DR0s4GXLg1-omKWey3sGm5tHpiBmC7Qdodw5XeY5fqS6W05NY1hWfpSs7nVCaXyK_XNVs2k_Y1Puk1Mg51Yfhp/s320/Downloads1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561518462717124946" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; ">Metí la pata mas de una ves lo sé.<br /><big>Pero yo nunca te olvidé..</big><br />Porque eres de esas cosas, por mas que pasa el tiempo, no, no se olvida.<br />Esos besos que me diste, no se olvida. Hay que tener mala memoria.<br />No se olvida, por más que pongo a remojar tus huellas no se quitan..<br />Y eso no se olvida..</span>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-40336229817702904072011-01-12T20:02:00.000-08:002011-01-12T20:05:01.273-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Si te di <span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>TODO</b></span> </span>lo que tengo, hasta quedar en <i>deuda</i> conmigo misma..</div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-54782206776701117672011-01-12T20:01:00.000-08:002011-01-12T20:02:45.504-08:002011 sucks<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >¿Amigos para qué?</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >A un amigo lo perdono, pero a vos <b>te a m o</b>. </span></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-7380422424935050592011-01-11T19:36:00.000-08:002011-01-11T19:49:12.224-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74z_TrdCHTwBquMT2W2ZaljLz_Lp-ptdnzbEtl_8yNafb8mLW8g1AZ5Mrn4kvvRjrdTfbCcqVBjbOffJQ-CsKhZO0DuVPmm0gqLMJylVnQGFbnJi9F3XSp6I39HsYAqeGgVfHfiFuYwsj/s1600/63246_166006686775228_100000976938698_320304_2864734_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74z_TrdCHTwBquMT2W2ZaljLz_Lp-ptdnzbEtl_8yNafb8mLW8g1AZ5Mrn4kvvRjrdTfbCcqVBjbOffJQ-CsKhZO0DuVPmm0gqLMJylVnQGFbnJi9F3XSp6I39HsYAqeGgVfHfiFuYwsj/s320/63246_166006686775228_100000976938698_320304_2864734_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561139347837648434" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><h2 style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></h2><h2 style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></h2><h2 style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></h2><h2 style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></h2><h2 style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></h2><h2 style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></h2><h2 style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></h2><h2 style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></h2><h2 style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "><br /></h2><h2 style="font-size: 15px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; ">Y te tendré que dejar escapar, sé que lo voy a lamentar, pero te digo, amor, hay que saber cuando parar.</h2></span>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-23823832562743887222011-01-02T21:30:00.000-08:002011-01-02T21:31:33.499-08:00¿Después de ti, qué?NO hay <b><span class="Apple-style-span" >nada</span></b> <i><span class="Apple-style-span" >si tu faltas.</span></i>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-82449889666197403592011-01-02T21:23:00.000-08:002011-01-02T21:24:00.822-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >SAD</span></b></span></div>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-61276012680169031932011-01-02T18:29:00.000-08:002011-01-02T18:31:27.538-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVNAA-RTlf1hi5jA-BfRCGqgV1N6xAxXUFxVal7q-kyTrNJMCYeq1RHq6ZmYPNmeixhxWkkwy-_9kQzeeRNqZWniF61lZaDPJgRDou_JC8hZ-UZdp6j3aiPPPZrVVsI1hrwOtRMTJCXcKL/s1600/Antonella+Extras_2+baja.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVNAA-RTlf1hi5jA-BfRCGqgV1N6xAxXUFxVal7q-kyTrNJMCYeq1RHq6ZmYPNmeixhxWkkwy-_9kQzeeRNqZWniF61lZaDPJgRDou_JC8hZ-UZdp6j3aiPPPZrVVsI1hrwOtRMTJCXcKL/s200/Antonella+Extras_2+baja.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557781511437776434" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;">Muestro mi </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" >mejor sonrisa</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"> y oculto que <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>muero</b></span> por dentro..</span></span>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-73998832846084340282010-12-31T11:52:00.000-08:002010-12-31T11:53:07.497-08:00<pre><span><span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Te amaré siempre así</span>, aunque no seas mío.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />¿Cómo decirte que me muero de amor?<br /></span></span></pre>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-89913141024317835072010-12-31T11:44:00.000-08:002010-12-31T11:46:21.531-08:0030 de Diciembre<div style="text-align: center;">último día del <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">2010</span></span>..<br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br />(Y me siento tan aburrida, sola, y triste)</span>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-86218502385916232042010-12-29T22:09:00.000-08:002010-12-29T22:25:56.355-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg97d9D-AUEG5Hh77ycuemakWADUIYs1jXk44kYgL30N3FfXBf1mzmel45A69BF6MB8SWYLDgZjhbz9praF0tWFtt2jGNq1VIeayOYH8j4GYvv_VdQ9aoUk2r9CsKHEzPwUzjtekW5A4oC-/s1600/68757_156519914384031_100000780718234_228564_1910661_n.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg97d9D-AUEG5Hh77ycuemakWADUIYs1jXk44kYgL30N3FfXBf1mzmel45A69BF6MB8SWYLDgZjhbz9praF0tWFtt2jGNq1VIeayOYH8j4GYvv_VdQ9aoUk2r9CsKHEzPwUzjtekW5A4oC-/s200/68757_156519914384031_100000780718234_228564_1910661_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556357457340857586" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><em style="font-weight: bold;">"<span style="font-size:85%;">Si me canse de olvidar, fue porque el olvido es la</span> <span style="font-size:130%;">“pastilla suicida”.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Si me canse de</span> perdonar, <span style="font-size:85%;">fue porque </span>cuando duele <span style="font-size:85%;">nunca, nunca, nunca se</span> olvida"</em></span>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-89049876810407508722010-12-29T21:22:00.000-08:002010-12-29T21:31:25.154-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhU3kVRmQSuKlvlEhSnY1xAIV_qJWg8txB9We5skrPyNRGEQqImJcwB-XCIMLO8_H-p-7oDzagXY0N1wk3NpUPfV3dvR2h76tRKSUFLMojGba6bw40KURAmg0hFAWE4XflmTBDyBhZZKNc/s1600/155755_163105903725432_100000780718234_255848_5748030_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhU3kVRmQSuKlvlEhSnY1xAIV_qJWg8txB9We5skrPyNRGEQqImJcwB-XCIMLO8_H-p-7oDzagXY0N1wk3NpUPfV3dvR2h76tRKSUFLMojGba6bw40KURAmg0hFAWE4XflmTBDyBhZZKNc/s320/155755_163105903725432_100000780718234_255848_5748030_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556343405897751634" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Últimos días del 2010.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2011</span> te tengo fe. ¡No me falles!<br /></div><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Usuario/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Usuario/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" />antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4765246646621118785.post-13157766292840688192010-12-29T21:20:00.000-08:002010-12-29T21:21:31.481-08:00<span style="font-size: 85%;"><b>Me dijo que ya se había apagado el amor.<br /><br />No sé bien en qué momento le dejó de salir<br />lo que al principio le salía tan fácil.<br /><br /><br /></b></span>antonellaeffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07048221756900598075noreply@blogger.com0