<?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-7050107</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:05:16.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi fuerza es mi sufrimiento</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108889047379662440</id><published>2004-07-03T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T14:34:33.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>las mariposas si hacen ruidos.....</title><content type='html'>maripsoas... jajaja como me gustan las mariposas....&lt;br /&gt;esucho elliott y de pronto senti que las tenia dentro mio, revolotiando asi y de pornto me molestan pero... ala vez me hacen bien....&lt;br /&gt;quiero que no se vallan mas, quiero que se queden por una eternidad...&lt;br /&gt;me siento rara las mariposas las estoy sientiendo..... haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;veo mariposas en mi habitacion, en la calle, dentro mio.....&lt;br /&gt;me encantan... quiero que vivan una eternidad....... eterna es la llama que arde en mi interior.. sinsera verdad de estar con vos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ME IMPORTA NADA....&lt;br /&gt;Y ME VOY  A COMODORO A VER AMIS AMIGOSSSSSSSS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108889047379662440?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108889047379662440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108889047379662440' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108889047379662440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108889047379662440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/07/las-mariposas-si-hacen-ruidos.html' title='las mariposas si hacen ruidos.....'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108864745149135408</id><published>2004-06-30T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T19:04:11.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>asi es todo...</title><content type='html'>aveces uno se desanima por cosas que pasan&lt;br /&gt;los baldazos de agua fria son gratis en la vida.... y cuando uno menos se los espera....&lt;br /&gt;a noviembre dos materias de la facultad, estoy enamoradisima de mi carrera y creo que no la pienso dejar por nada.... me gustaria dividir los tiempos asi poder ir a pileta, a fotografia, poder estar con mis amigos , leer y estudiar......&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me tomè el dia... cuando uno sabe que nesecita si o si poner mas pilas para terminar la ultima semana de calses.... no me importo, me encontre con mi mejor amigo. de aca de bsas!&lt;br /&gt;que es obvio no me arrepiento ni de  haberlo conocido ni de haberlo visto hoy, caminar , tomanros una buena merienda por el centro, sacar fotos y charlar....&lt;br /&gt;No hablo de german porque a german talves lo vea ahora ne julio....&lt;br /&gt;espero que mami y los abuelos eaccionen bien ( aunque reaccionaron bien = :P)&lt;br /&gt;poderme ir unos dias a comodoro.. seria lo mejor..... respirar aire puro y frio....&lt;br /&gt;extraño a mi mama, amis abuelos no porque los veo seguidos.. y  a papa...&lt;br /&gt;que en todo e verano lo vi 30 minutos, porque se despidio de  mi y em dijo "feliz navidad me voy a cordoba" es hora de darle una nueva oportunidad... sera que en mi vida pasada fui tan mala persona que hoy... mi vida es darle oportunidades a personas que realmente no s elo merecen?&lt;br /&gt;mami abuelos! yo me porto bien! sigan confiando en mi y quiero ir a comodoro!!!!! yeah baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;bueno esto fue todo..... esucho el nuevo cd de tiger army y la verdad ME ENCANTO..&lt;br /&gt;me compre un pin de el pequeño alex , lo compre porque s ehacen los re en onda con las peliculas y pusieron GOT MILK? en ves de GOT MOLOKO? jajajaja me causa mucha gracia.... &lt;br /&gt;lo escribi el lunes jejejee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108864745149135408?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108864745149135408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108864745149135408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108864745149135408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108864745149135408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/asi-es-todo.html' title='asi es todo...'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108856647390748217</id><published>2004-06-29T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T20:34:33.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hola</title><content type='html'>hola nadie me lee.... en fin&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaa de pronto senti que me volvio  apasar algo dentro d emi.. que puede ser muy riesgoso...&lt;br /&gt;puede ser que siempre caiga en la misma?&lt;br /&gt;me confundo.... pienso.... sueño.... y nose.. es extraño.....&lt;br /&gt;y hasta aveces no em quede ni con el pan ni con la torta&lt;br /&gt;depues.... nose siento miedo.... despues no me impoprta nada...&lt;br /&gt;pero ya haia algo desde antes..... sera por eso que acepte?&lt;br /&gt;sabieno que corro riesgos?&lt;br /&gt;en fin la vida es una sola&lt;br /&gt;y fin , pienso en mi... pero = pienso en no lastimar a nadie y siempre caigo en lo mismo..&lt;br /&gt;basta de lagrimas derrapadas.... aveces las veo en forma de sangre....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108856647390748217?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108856647390748217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108856647390748217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108856647390748217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108856647390748217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/hola.html' title='hola'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108798624373026823</id><published>2004-06-23T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T03:24:03.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MATAR</title><content type='html'>TE .. si a vos jejejejejejejejjeje si a vos.... no mas &lt;br /&gt;Muchas oportunidades a una persona&lt;br /&gt;luchas contra todos por defender tu nombre&lt;br /&gt;todo lo que hago es envano&lt;br /&gt;Nadie te quiso y nadie te quiere,. aun yo trato de entenderte&lt;br /&gt;tu egocentrismo es abominable &lt;br /&gt;hoy prefiero verte pudrir en lo peor de la miseria&lt;br /&gt;lo unico que pretendes es fingir ser un maniquì&lt;br /&gt;te digo algo? SOS UNA MENTIRA&lt;br /&gt;mostras felicidad pero pr dentro lloras&lt;br /&gt;nadie te quiso nadie te quierwe&lt;br /&gt;nada te defiende HOY&lt;br /&gt;En tu pueblo natal no te quieren ver mas&lt;br /&gt;vos dijiste que ibas a cambiar&lt;br /&gt;hpy pefiero verte pudrir en lo peor de la miseria&lt;br /&gt;te digo algo? sos una mentira&lt;br /&gt;Muchas oportunidades a una persona, para una mierda&lt;br /&gt;para una mentira&lt;br /&gt;hoy prefiero verte pudrir en lo peor de la miseria...&lt;br /&gt;lagrimas de dolor... de resignacion de sufrimiento, ya no mas &lt;br /&gt;by Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108798624373026823?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108798624373026823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108798624373026823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108798624373026823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108798624373026823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/matar.html' title='MATAR'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108749469740768169</id><published>2004-06-17T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T10:51:37.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder squad</title><content type='html'>Contrui en el tiempo yo&lt;br /&gt;verdad en mi corazòn&lt;br /&gt;que siento vibrar en mi&lt;br /&gt;adentro mio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inexplicable voluntad&lt;br /&gt;trnspasa tiempo y realidad&lt;br /&gt;mayor todà es mi verdad&lt;br /&gt;que se nutren en mis sentidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentidos opuestos entre vos y yo&lt;br /&gt;distinta sangre en el corazon&lt;br /&gt;envenenado.. por tu rencor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108749469740768169?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108749469740768169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108749469740768169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108749469740768169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108749469740768169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/murder-squad.html' title='Murder squad'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108723155284504013</id><published>2004-06-14T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T09:45:52.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pequeña LuLu</title><content type='html'>asi soy yo? jajaja me apodaron la pequeña lulu?&lt;br /&gt;porque causo gracia he he he?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108723155284504013?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108723155284504013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108723155284504013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108723155284504013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108723155284504013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/pequea-lulu.html' title='Pequeña LuLu'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108691693274026745</id><published>2004-06-10T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T18:22:12.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reencuentro</title><content type='html'>Que lindo que es reecontrarse con amigas que hace mucho tiempo no se ven...&lt;br /&gt;de pronto cada cual hace su vida.. y nunca por lo menos ami.. ningun camino me lleva a roma....&lt;br /&gt;asique lo hago dirijir a aalguuno que me lleve :P&lt;br /&gt;hacia meses que no veia a Lupe y dani! las re quiero! jejejeje&lt;br /&gt;espero ya el viernes irnos de fiesta!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;que fiestas las nuetras, no pibis????&lt;br /&gt;ustedes me entienden!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(aunque no entren seguido a esta paginita.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108691693274026745?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108691693274026745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108691693274026745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108691693274026745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108691693274026745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/reencuentro.html' title='Reencuentro'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108688744254908695</id><published>2004-06-10T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T10:10:42.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCE HALL CRASHERS </title><content type='html'>"Cricket"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought about it before &lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes and ignore &lt;br /&gt;The dark that troubles you most &lt;br /&gt;Don't let it be here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you see it again &lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath and pretend &lt;br /&gt;That you're already dead &lt;br /&gt;You'll never be alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always hold your hand, I'll never let you fall &lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing, nothing else matters at all &lt;br /&gt;If you're scared, just think of me, 'cause you know I'd never let you be &lt;br /&gt;Anywhere but with me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the story you heard &lt;br /&gt;Why are you worried about the dirt? &lt;br /&gt;I don't think that you'll mind &lt;br /&gt;When it's your time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I will be there with you &lt;br /&gt;And we'll figure out what to do &lt;br /&gt;So that you don't get bored &lt;br /&gt;You'll never be alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always hold your hand, I'll never let you fall &lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing, nothing else matters at all &lt;br /&gt;If you're scared, just think of me, 'cause you know I'd never let you be &lt;br /&gt;Anywhere but with me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So try to sleep with a smile &lt;br /&gt;Promise I'll wait a while &lt;br /&gt;To make sure that you moved on &lt;br /&gt;You won't be lost &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always hold your hand, I'll never let you fall &lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing, nothing else matters at all &lt;br /&gt;If you're scared, just think of me, 'cause you know I'd never let you be &lt;br /&gt;Anywhere but with me&lt;br /&gt; : )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108688744254908695?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108688744254908695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108688744254908695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108688744254908695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108688744254908695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/dance-hall-crashers.html' title='DANCE HALL CRASHERS '/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108682945728958836</id><published>2004-06-09T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T18:05:19.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>y Al final....</title><content type='html'>para que estar mal, si todo tiene solucion!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;jajajajaja estoy realmente bien.....&lt;br /&gt;basta de quejarme,.... gracias a dio , no sali con defectos mentales no?&lt;br /&gt;Amo a mis amigos! a los de siempre que son concervados en cajita de cristal! como ellos me tiene ami! y estoy aprendiendo a amar a mis nuevos amigos.. que porcierto, con los que estoy, esporque lo valen!&lt;br /&gt;nunca mas lo que me paso en mi adolescencia! NUNCA MAS!&lt;br /&gt;AMO MI VIDA!!! AMO LO QUE ME DA MI FAMILIA!! AMO MI LIBERTAD .. Y LO MEJOR DE TODO&lt;br /&gt;ES QUE LOS AMOS A TODOS USTEDES!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;un simple dicho, basta de morir por dentro, basta de que la gente mala me haga daño! NUNCA MAS....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108682945728958836?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108682945728958836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108682945728958836' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108682945728958836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108682945728958836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/y-al-final.html' title='y Al final....'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108662146793572233</id><published>2004-06-07T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T08:17:47.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOUTH BRIGADE </title><content type='html'>"Friends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a story of so-called friends, just opportunist, take what they can trust and honour are words to them they smile while they stab you in the back me i got my reasons, you really want to know theres not too much to tell you say that its hurt feelings i don't think betrayal's the mark of true friends i won't have to say it again can't look me in the eye your no friend of mine no reason no reason your just an asshole screw me out of everything i've worked hard for you say its just business nothing personal, you know i'll understand i say it's obvious what a fool i was to trust you never do it again. i don't need anybody to tell me what friends are for only for money coud you be such whores tell you what you want to hear take away allthe things you hold dear and they stab you in the back, so that's my story you know how it ends, don't let yourself get duped by a friend. trust and honour are words to them, they smile while they stab you in the back.&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/7050107-108662146793572233?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108662146793572233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108662146793572233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108662146793572233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108662146793572233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/youth-brigade.html' title='YOUTH BRIGADE '/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108656482912456987</id><published>2004-06-06T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T16:33:49.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COCK SPARRER </title><content type='html'>"Before The Flame Dies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say that life ain't fair &lt;br /&gt;And then they say what you give comes round the same &lt;br /&gt;What can you believe ? &lt;br /&gt;I say if you want passion in your life &lt;br /&gt;You can't be afraid of pain &lt;br /&gt;You've got to get out and live &lt;br /&gt;Coz freedom's a curse but boredom's even worse &lt;br /&gt;There's a spirit inside that needs to fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, Oi, Oi is the call &lt;br /&gt;Oi, Oi, Oi, do it all &lt;br /&gt;Oi, Oi, Oi before the flame dies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give in, don't compromise, &lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm told by everyone I know &lt;br /&gt;Don't sit on the fence &lt;br /&gt;While others say just take your time, don't rock the boat, &lt;br /&gt;Keep moving with the flow &lt;br /&gt;It's just not making sense &lt;br /&gt;Coz life is all you've got &lt;br /&gt;It's worth another shot &lt;br /&gt;Stand or fall, but give it one more try &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can crawl on your belly for a lifetime &lt;br /&gt;Never reaching for the sky &lt;br /&gt;Just knocking at the door &lt;br /&gt;Or stand up for an hour, all guns blazing, &lt;br /&gt;Let 'em know you'd rather die &lt;br /&gt;Than take it anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all around is going wrong &lt;br /&gt;And nothing seems to fall right into place &lt;br /&gt;Remember every word &lt;br /&gt;Don't believe everything that's said &lt;br /&gt;You must believe there's just too much to waste &lt;br /&gt;Be sure you're always heard &lt;br /&gt;Coz freedom's a curse but boredom's even worse &lt;br /&gt;There's a spirit inside that needs to fly. &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/7050107-108656482912456987?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108644801351412536</id><published>2004-06-05T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T08:06:53.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La mas honda depresion</title><content type='html'>Por los sueños que dejaste&lt;br /&gt;y no pudiste ver,&lt;br /&gt;con la rabia que luchas&lt;br /&gt;cuando hay mucho por perder,&lt;br /&gt;es mi forma de mirar&lt;br /&gt;lo que nunca entendiste,&lt;br /&gt;podes ver hijo de puta&lt;br /&gt;la mierda que me diste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo se que es mejor que me den la espalda&lt;br /&gt;lo prefiero antes de ver sus putas caras,&lt;br /&gt;siempre con la violencia te roban el presente&lt;br /&gt;y una sola ley, la ley del mas fuerte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es tu engaño el que creò&lt;br /&gt;la mas honda depresion&lt;br /&gt;siempre choco con lo mismo&lt;br /&gt;me empujaste hacia el abismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre te cagan&lt;br /&gt;tu ilusion esta vacia, &lt;br /&gt;cuando vomitan&lt;br /&gt;condiciones de tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;Dios es testigo de tu destino&lt;br /&gt;el que cuida tus espaldas &lt;br /&gt;se conviere en asesino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno  esta letra en si no es nada, me gusto solamente la cancion y la pongo, E.D.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108644801351412536?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108644801351412536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108644801351412536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108637425151370592?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108637425151370592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108637425151370592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108637425151370592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108637425151370592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/el-postre-prohibido.html' title='el postre prohibido...'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108629821524822781</id><published>2004-06-03T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T14:30:15.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Hay que tomarse todo a pecho..</title><content type='html'>jeje como esta paginita! que aunwque sea para mi, lo que escribo es tambien para vos! pero no entras , asique no me importa , talves de esas casualidades alguien entra y talñves hago de algun amigo nuevo.. asique en esto no bajo los brazos...&lt;br /&gt;por cierto, no voy  abajar los brazos, pues me saque un 2 en el parcial de geometria... como si no hubiera estudiando.... no lo entiendo.... en la secundaria un 6 era inalcanzable y los 4 abundaban .. y ahora es tan dificil....&lt;br /&gt;= como que me pongo contenta, porque... el año pasado cuando hacia sonido, desaprobe la materia clave... y dejè... y eso que supuestamente me gustaba,.... y ahor,a tipo un dos! jeje me cago de risa! porque no me dan ganas de dejar, creo que encontre lo mio....&lt;br /&gt;y es la segunda cosa que ya encontre, y estoy muy feliz! bueno.... les cuento despues del recuperatorio! si a vos Gasparin jijijijijij&lt;br /&gt;Liz○∟○▲&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108629821524822781?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108629821524822781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108629821524822781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108629821524822781'/><link rel='self' 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Puede llegar a haber un acuerdo a que yo , vos y ella tengamos el mismo derecho?&lt;br /&gt;basta de ahorro de tela! basta de comer! basta de miradas! basta de pasarelas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108619715714972604?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108619715714972604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108619715714972604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108619715714972604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108619715714972604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/06/grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108601686654176183</id><published>2004-05-31T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T08:21:06.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carbury Yoghurt!!!</title><content type='html'>Que mejor que empezar el dia con un Carbury de Yoghurt con frutilla arroz inflado y chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;UNA PATADA AL HIGADO! asi esta lia tambien, bastante gordita y con muchos royitos!&lt;br /&gt;y como dijo la mama de un compañero de facultad el primer dia que la conoci! el que no come porque se acompleja  es INFELIZ!&lt;br /&gt;jajajaja INFELICES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;NO COMEN PARA QUEDAR BIEN CON LA SOCIEDAD  INFELICES! jjeejjejee&lt;br /&gt;amo a todos los que comen porque les gusta!!!! jajajaja&lt;br /&gt;vivan los gordos!!!&lt;br /&gt;awante la YOKONDA y Roberta fetuchini!!!!!!! TUPASHHHH&lt;br /&gt;niki, maga las amo! y sigamos comiendo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;bajoneando!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hoy me quede dor,ida y falte ala facultad DESTROYYYYYYYYYY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108601686654176183?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108601686654176183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108601686654176183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108601686654176183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108601686654176183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/05/carbury-yoghurt.html' title='Carbury Yoghurt!!!'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108577072137789677</id><published>2004-05-28T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T12:03:58.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mariposa</title><content type='html'> &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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               ¿Porque siempre decimos, pobre de las mariposas que solo viven un dia?&lt;br /&gt;                ¿porque no me pregunto... Porque tiene mas libertad que yo?&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/7050107-108577072137789677?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108577072137789677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108577072137789677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108577072137789677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108577072137789677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/05/mariposa.html' title='Mariposa'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108556761951781145</id><published>2004-05-26T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T03:33:39.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esta Vez</title><content type='html'>Esta vez, No demostraré que soy vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez, No abandonaré a la primera&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez, Me apoyaré con mi amor &lt;br /&gt;Esta vez, No me dañaran&lt;br /&gt;Me voy a amar a mi misma&lt;br /&gt;Más que a nadie&lt;br /&gt;Me voy a tratar bien&lt;br /&gt;Voy a hace que digas&lt;br /&gt;Que tu me amas primero&lt;br /&gt;Y que tu serás el que más pierda esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez, No dejaré que mis emociones dirijan mi vida&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez, Voy a guardar mi corazón bien cerrado dentro&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez, Voy a ser mi mejor amigo&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez, Voy a ser el único&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ganar tu amor&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor&lt;br /&gt;Tu afecto &lt;br /&gt;Para esconder&lt;br /&gt;Mi temor&lt;br /&gt;Al rechazo&lt;br /&gt;Esta ves &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108556761951781145?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108556761951781145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108556761951781145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108556761951781145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108556761951781145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/05/esta-vez.html' title='Esta Vez'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108544218836978527</id><published>2004-05-24T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T16:43:08.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi guerra</title><content type='html'>My war you're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them You don't want to see me live You don't want me to give cause you're one of them My war you're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them I might not know what a friend is All I know is what you're not cause you're one of them My war you're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them I have a prediction, it lives in my brain It's with me every day, it drives me insane I feel it in my heart, that if I has a gun I feel it in my heart, I'd wanna kill some I feel it in my heart, the end will come Come on! My war you're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them Tell me that I'm wrong Try to sing me your ego song You're one of them My war you're one of them You say that you're my friend But you're one of them My War.&lt;br /&gt;Holas amigos... (si vos german que me lees, nadie mas entra aca, como veras soy tan popular que la gente entra y no deja mensajes para no darme mas publicidad! jajajaja )&lt;br /&gt;en fin, ahi esta BLACK FLAG&lt;br /&gt;y se los dedico a todos USTEDES jajaja resentimiento no... esto se hace cuando uno no puede actuar con BRUTALIDAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108544218836978527?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108544218836978527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108544218836978527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108544218836978527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108544218836978527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/05/mi-guerra.html' title='Mi guerra'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108515662731806922</id><published>2004-05-21T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T09:23:47.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timidez</title><content type='html'>no.. no es la cancion de Emanuel Ortega; Sino es mi defecto y talvez  mi virtud...&lt;br /&gt;Algo dentro que siento, es el no poder compartir con una persona ajena a mis amistades charlas desenvueltas llenas de acotaciones, cualidades y carcajadas!&lt;br /&gt;Parece que cuanto mas grande soy, mas timida estoy... que onda! porque cada dia encuentro menos excusas para acercarme a vos, te miro y te relojeo, trato de robarte una sonrisa , y lo unico que puedo conceguir es explicarte algo del trabajo, o una excusa para ir abajo a topmar un cafecito...&lt;br /&gt;deberia de dejar de importarme si me rio mucho , pienso que parezco una gila, si tengo cara de culo, pienses que me estoy aburriendo, o si levanto la mano, pienses que soy una de los pocos nerds que hay en el grupo.&lt;br /&gt;No es que crea que no diferenciar el bien del mal me haga cerrarme hacia las personas, porque cuando estoy timida lo unico que se me pasa por la cabeza es decir idioteces!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;es porque talves nunca me puse apensar que digo todo el dia giladas! &lt;br /&gt;O sera para ocultar que la mayor parte del dia tengo ganas de llorar, hay gente que lo percibe y lo unico que consigo es alejarlas, porque creo que VOS sos mejor que yo? cuado todos tenemos defectos y virtudes, porque YO hago que tus defectos sean lo  mejor de vos y verte con todo el esplendor...&lt;br /&gt;sera todo una mezcolansa de sentimientos y reacciones que no puedo dominar lo que hace que todos se alejen de mi?&lt;br /&gt;lo unico que trato es dejar de introvertirme aveces para poder descubrirme primero a mi misma, para poder cruzar la calle y tratar de descubrirte a vos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7050107-108515662731806922?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108515662731806922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108515662731806922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108515662731806922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108515662731806922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/05/timidez.html' title='Timidez'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7050107.post-108506819315315104</id><published>2004-05-20T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T08:49:53.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi fuerza es mi sufrimiento</title><content type='html'>hola! jeje que extraño no, es la primera vez que tengo algo asi... y digo.. "mi fuerza es mi sufrimiento" como dice agnostic front....&lt;br /&gt;¿porque uno nunca puede llegar a conocer a una persona?¿Esto nos quiere decir  que debemos tomar muchas medidas de seguridad?&lt;br /&gt;que onda? es como caminar por Florida y Lavalle  alas 11 de la noche? eso hay que hacer con tus amistades? tener cuatro ojos, para estar al tanto de todo?&lt;br /&gt;la verdad que hoy x hoy muchas cosas me desilucionan...&lt;br /&gt;hace dos dias, pensè en transformarme en la mina mas hija de puta del planeta tierra y que de pronto se den cuenta que una lia estaba naciendo dentro de mi... pero despues cuando respire profundo y conte hasta diez dije nah.. QUE ONDA! &lt;br /&gt;la gente me utiliza para sus bienes? vos me llamas solo cuando nesecitas un abrazo? cuando te lleve a algun lado y ando con tutu? y yo? cuando yo te nesecito,¿porque nunca estas? &lt;br /&gt;porque cuando volvemos a la ciudad  vos te olvidas de mi, como si lo unico que fuera es ser  una desconocida...&lt;br /&gt;porque mis amigos se enojan cuando estoy con vos? &lt;br /&gt;PORQUE la gente me ve cara de tonta buenuda?&lt;br /&gt;porque existe tal gente , que no le importa si vos le diste tu casa por dos meses, comida y de pronto te ignora porque le chupa un huevo afrontar una falta que tiene hacia tu persona,&lt;br /&gt;talves todo lo que escribo no se entiende, pero no me importa tengo una impotencia dentro que un dia va a estallar... hoy x hoy &lt;br /&gt;voy a estar al tanto de todo...&lt;br /&gt;y nada ni nadie va a hacer que yo vuelva a mirar hacia abajo... nadie, pero lo unico que pido, es que no te cruzes en mi camino, no me molestes porque lo unico que vas a conceguir es que  quiera escupirte la cara e irme a mi casa a llorar preguntandome, ¿porque?&lt;br /&gt;porque NO soy CAPAZ de DIFERENCIAR el BIEN del MAL...&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/7050107-108506819315315104?l=lizbikinikill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/feeds/108506819315315104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7050107&amp;postID=108506819315315104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108506819315315104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7050107/posts/default/108506819315315104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizbikinikill.blogspot.com/2004/05/mi-fuerza-es-mi-sufrimiento.html' title='Mi fuerza es mi sufrimiento'/><author><name>Li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01498088815182671363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
