<?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-6558512934969551644</id><updated>2011-10-23T21:44:16.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....suIciDaNDo iDEas....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-5712436700142334024</id><published>2011-10-23T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:42:52.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ChinaGRaSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Que estés cerca , es un buen comienzo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;tiene un buen desarrollo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;y es también el final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;si pido mas, altero el sentido y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;el producto no sería el mismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; Los tiempos no están muertos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;tú no has muerto, yo no he muerto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;no soy capaz de pedir más...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;que estés cerca, tan cerca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;es el mejor comienzo,el mejor desarrollo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;y el único final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;eso definitivamente lo sé...&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/6558512934969551644-5712436700142334024?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/5712436700142334024/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=5712436700142334024' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/5712436700142334024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/5712436700142334024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/2011/10/chinagrass.html' title='ChinaGRaSS'/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-4913799525064315825</id><published>2011-05-24T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T07:13:03.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brinko</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hoy estaba durmiendo y sorpresivamente aparece en mi mente una imagen de tu rostro sonriéndome, tienes cara de niña inocente... desperté porke sentí koskillas en el estómago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6558512934969551644-4913799525064315825?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/4913799525064315825/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=4913799525064315825' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/4913799525064315825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/4913799525064315825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/2011/05/brinko.html' title='brinko'/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-788507957474806260</id><published>2011-05-22T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T23:10:09.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now i've got you in the undertow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Your brown eyes are my blue skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;They light up the river that the birds fly over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Better not to quench your thirst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Better not to be the first one diving in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;though you caught me and you know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;they breathe in the deepest part of the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;What's the matter? You hurt yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Opened your eyes and there was someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Now i've got you in the undertow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Now i've got you in the undertow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Why you wanna blame me for your troubles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ah ah ah you better learn your lesson yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Nobody ever has to find out what's in my mind tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Let tonight pass us by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Do you really want to be the one to fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And i said "You're better not to light that fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;It will take you to the darkest part of the weather."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;What's the matter? You hurt yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Opened your eyes and there was someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Now i've got you in the undertow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Now i've got you in the undertow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Why you wanna blame me for your troubles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ah ah ah you better learn your lesson yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Nobody ever has to find out what's in my mind tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Nobody ever has to find out what's in my mind tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Nobody in my mind. Nobody in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I feel it in my heart tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I laid on the floor, pressing in my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Seeing little lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;These are the decisions that only one could make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I wanted to stay home but i went running running running running from the troubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;runningrunningrunningrunningrunningrunningrunning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;What's the matter? You hurt yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Opened your eyes and there was someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Now i've got you in the undertow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Now i've got you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;why you wanna blame me for your troubles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ah ah ah you better learn your lesson yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Nobody ever has to find out what's in my mind tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Nobody ever has to find out what's in my mind tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BMkqbY0oGKQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BMkqbY0oGKQ&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;esta lo dice.&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/6558512934969551644-788507957474806260?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/788507957474806260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-7766995191943423451</id><published>2011-05-03T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T09:54:54.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adios</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; alkancé la pureza del amor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;                             donde solo amas sin ningún límite...no hay celos, no hay posesión....yo solo te amo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;   con la libertad de la felicidad...la pureza del amor está ahí...alkancé la pureza del amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;                                                                                              por eso te digo adios.&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/6558512934969551644-7766995191943423451?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/7766995191943423451/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=7766995191943423451' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/7766995191943423451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/7766995191943423451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/2011/05/adios.html' title='adios'/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-4097695369187554861</id><published>2010-09-15T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T22:40:26.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mañana no sé ke pasará....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;ke pasa kuando te das kuenta ke miras a tu amig@ kon otros ojos. mas ke amistosos?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;pués hay dos posibles kaminos, o se lo dices, te sakas ese peso de encima y keda la kagada o te lo guardas y todo sigue tal kual... pero, me pregunto kuanto tiempo dura ese silencio..puede ser eterno...si kedó la kagada una vez... deberíamos aprender de eso y kedarnos kallados, pero pero pero, kuanto dura ese silencio????? si, explotarás!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6558512934969551644-4097695369187554861?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/4097695369187554861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=4097695369187554861' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/4097695369187554861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hands down&lt;br /&gt;i'm too proud for love&lt;br /&gt;but with eyes shut&lt;br /&gt;it's you i'm thinking of&lt;br /&gt;but how we move from A to B?&lt;br /&gt;it can't be up to me&lt;br /&gt;'cause you don't know&lt;br /&gt;eye to eye&lt;br /&gt;thigh to thigh&lt;br /&gt;i let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit, a little bit&lt;br /&gt;a little bit in love with you&lt;br /&gt;but only if you're&lt;br /&gt;a little but, a little bit, a little bit&lt;br /&gt;in lo-lo-lo-lo-love with me&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo-ooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for you i keep my legs apart&lt;br /&gt;and forget about my tainted heart&lt;br /&gt;and i will never ever be the first&lt;br /&gt;to say it&lt;br /&gt;but still I,&lt;br /&gt;yes you know I..I..I..&lt;br /&gt;i would do it,&lt;br /&gt;push a button&lt;br /&gt;pull a trigger,&lt;br /&gt;climb a mountain&lt;br /&gt;jump off a cliff,&lt;br /&gt;'cause you know baby&lt;br /&gt;i love you love you a little bit&lt;br /&gt;i would do it, i would say it&lt;br /&gt;i would mean it, we could do it&lt;br /&gt;it was you and i and if only i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm&lt;br /&gt;a little bit, a little bit&lt;br /&gt;a little bit in love with you&lt;br /&gt;but only if you're&lt;br /&gt;a little but, a little bit, little bit&lt;br /&gt;in lo-lo-lo-lo-love with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come here, stay with me&lt;br /&gt;stroke me by the hair&lt;br /&gt;'cause i would give anything, anything&lt;br /&gt;to have you as my man (2X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit, a little bit&lt;br /&gt;a little bit in love with you&lt;br /&gt;but only if you're&lt;br /&gt;a little but, a little bit, little bit&lt;br /&gt;in lo-lo-lo-lo-love with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mUC0ezAlHwE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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paran...'/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-7670095855416585776</id><published>2010-05-02T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:28:49.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dando una vuelta en 360 grados</title><content type='html'>hace muchos años, una X me kausó mucha kuriosidad, kise transformarlo en Y, pero resultó W , de las kosas inesperadas de la vida esta es la numero mmm... 3 . no kiero ke llegue a 90 grados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6558512934969551644-7670095855416585776?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-2190846569413927199</id><published>2010-03-14T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T15:43:20.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kerido he regresado y kon noticias nuevas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/S51mWdAd_gI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YKkew4ycAdg/s1600-h/eskogida+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448623660117917186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/S51mWdAd_gI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YKkew4ycAdg/s320/eskogida+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hoy tngo algo ke decir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;antes de ke alguien pudiese decirme ke no hay ke eskupir al cielo, porke ES cierto te puede kaer en la kara, digo ke necesito algo para limpiarme porke me ha kaído un gran eskupitajo...hasta kuando kon el maldito error de prejuzgar a las personas,de kreer ke me las se todas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;17 años me demostraron eso, ke estaba muy ekivokada y me hacen sentir algo mas ke eso.En este último mes, me dí kuenta ke muchas kosas ke habían en mi kabeza estaban tan mal y ke es hora de ke eso kmbie y nada es el fin del mundo nada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;gracias hummer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;gracias too little to late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;gracias the police and private.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;y la foto es para ti, seas o no seas tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3333ff;"&gt;yeah, there's something in the air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;kasi estoy por darme de alta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#3333ff;"&gt;la experiencia es una buena terapia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6558512934969551644-2190846569413927199?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/2190846569413927199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=2190846569413927199' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/2190846569413927199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/2190846569413927199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/2010/03/kerido-he-regresado-y-kon-noticias.html' title='kerido he regresado y kon noticias nuevas'/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/S51mWdAd_gI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YKkew4ycAdg/s72-c/eskogida+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-4112633586551498130</id><published>2009-08-16T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:36:25.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ch ch ch ch changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;komo lo dijo bowie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;kmbios...eso es lo ke me ha pasado...despues de mucho tiempo, y leer lo ke antes he eskrito, veo ke he kmbiado, perdí tiempo, pero gané un pizka de sabiduría, no kreo ke sea madurez para nada, no se komo estoy ahí, soy 0 aporte parece, pero ni me importa.tampoko digo ke soy una persona feliz, y ke mi estado mental es el kontrario al de los ultimos eskritos, pero la energía es otra. eaeaeaea(8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mmmmm si nadie entiende de lo ke&lt;/strong&gt; hablo en verdad tampoko me importa, solo kería eskribir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;eskupir sin saliva, gritar sin voz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;pd: tb reskato otras kosas de la kncion per me da paja eskribrirlas, mejor hay ke escucharla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8v486aUYu0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8v486aUYu0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6558512934969551644-4112633586551498130?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/4112633586551498130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=4112633586551498130' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ke me pasa es lo mismo ke una adicción, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;             si te piden ke dejes de konsumir algo ke te gusta muxo porke ya no es sano y te has hecho dependiente, ke se debe hacer para dejar de hacerlo??????? esa respuesta estoy buskandooo, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa............ke lata esta weaaa.la dura....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;              formas y formas de konseguirloooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6558512934969551644-1148338222151571947?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/1148338222151571947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=1148338222151571947' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/1148338222151571947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/1148338222151571947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/2009/01/lo-ke-me-pasa-es-lo-mismo-ke-una.html' title=''/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-2445186498164600161</id><published>2008-10-22T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T12:59:00.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pies en el aire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SQIo6P4tOtI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/flKr5r_8qOQ/s1600-h/justin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260812295884061394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SQIo6P4tOtI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/flKr5r_8qOQ/s320/justin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260196862860779250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 11px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 20px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SP_5LVNw3vI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zYdg1UzQSI4/s320/ahorcado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;kuando te dan una noticia de ese tipo...aunke solo hayas mirado detenidamente a esa persona sin sikiera haber kruzado una palabra, te llega...y kuando lo konoces uuhhh ke peor es...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pienso ke valiente, ke respiro te diste, pero tambien reflexiono y me hago la misma pregunta ke todos, porke??? akaso no había una solución, o porke ESA solución...yo estaba lejos y aunke hubiese estado cerka ni kagando te hubiese ido a despedir, de hexo odio los funerales muxo, respeto tu decisión y sinceramente la komparto pero no le digas a mi mama ke podría preokuparse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;No puedo olvidar tu rostro...y me imagino ke mientras dormías sonreiste porke al fin estás deskansando...(se supone) yo estoy viva así ke no lo sé...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;escuche una voz ke me dijo lo ke habías hexo y no supe mas nada ke korrer y llorar, imaginando el maldito dolor ke sentían todos aká...no podía kreerlo, pero era verdad.TUS pies flotaban...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;PARA TI UN SONIDO MORTUORIO..."all cats are grey"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;kreeme ke nada es en vano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;ADIOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6558512934969551644-2445186498164600161?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/2445186498164600161/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=2445186498164600161' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/2445186498164600161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/2445186498164600161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/2008/10/pies-en-el-aire.html' title='pies en el aire'/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SQIo6P4tOtI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/flKr5r_8qOQ/s72-c/justin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-5805175040633208214</id><published>2008-08-09T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:16:19.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEspierTA!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SJ4lC48QuOI/AAAAAAAAADc/zkusEgrWpps/s1600-h/Olmue_angeles_8%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232660548626200802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SJ4lC48QuOI/AAAAAAAAADc/zkusEgrWpps/s320/Olmue_angeles_8%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;she´s in parties...esa canción sonaba parece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;Celeste akompañó a su madre a un funeral en el campo, la señora Elisa parece que se llamaba la finada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Un rato después, mientras su madre participaba del velorio Celeste estaba mirando por una ventana del segundo piso de la casa en que se encontraba que daba a la calle una calle de tierra con un riachuelo conocido en el campo como canal. Quedó sorprendida cuando ve que Martina una chica que ella conocía, pasea en bicicleta por fuera de la kasa, Celeste se pone muy feliz y no entiende ke hace Martina ahí nunka se le pasó por la kabeza que podría enkontrársela ahí...pero después se entera ke la kasa de al lado a la ke ella se enkontraba pertenecía a la familia de Martina,(kosa rara ya ke Celeste había ido muchas veces a ese lugar y sabía ke esa kasa pertenecía a otra familia, pero luego lo olvidó ya ke ver a Martina era lo mejor ke podía haberle pasado en ese momento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Celeste había konocido a Martina hacía ya un par de años y sentía un gusto importante por ella...he ahí lo ke signifikó para ella enkontrársela n ese lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Lo ke mas hacian Celeste y Martina era mirarse y demostrar su felicidad kon la misma morada, por haberse enkontrado...konversan sobre ke Martina akababa de dar una prueba de admision universitaria y está esperando los resultados...luego se van a sentar a la mesa, junto a toda la familia de Martina sus, tíos, primos, hermanos, hasta sus abuelos...Celeste en verdad no se siente muy cómoda pero Martina le sonríe y le da konfianza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Me saltaré lo ke komieron aunke lo rekuerdo...no tiene importancia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Celeste es muy sociable, y no tiene problemas para desenvolverse kon la familia de Martina, luego de komer van al baño a lavarse los dientes, para después salir a caminar, ya ke ambas gustaban de eso.Cuando entran al baño, Celeste lo observa detenidamente, ya ke era un baño komo de kolegio, grande con muchos lavaderos y cabinas de baño, mientras Martina se lavaba los dientes, Celeste se akostó encima de una estructura de cemento pintadoi de blanco que estaba en medio del baño, y se puso a mirar el techo, y sin darse kuenta tiene a Celeste encima de ella mirándola y sonriendo(la puerta del baño estaba cerrada)se miran fijamente... y Martina le dice mirando fijamente a Celeste, "ke sako kon tenerte aki?" Celeste nunka espero escuchar eso, ya ke sentía ke Martina no sentía nada por ella mas ke kererla komo amiga, Celeste al oír eso, solo toma entre sus manos la kara de Martina y la besa...kedándose un rato así sin dejar de besarse,sienten ke golpean la puerta y se separan rápidamente, era una de las amigas de Martina ke tambiñen kería entrar al baño, Celeste se mete a una cabina ke tenía la puerta kon un agujero y Martina komienza a molestarla por ese agujero, le dice ke salgan a kaminar por el cerro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Se van...y al alejarse de la kasa se toman de la mano subiendo una kalle muy empinada. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KORTE.&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/6558512934969551644-5805175040633208214?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/5805175040633208214/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=5805175040633208214' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/5805175040633208214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/5805175040633208214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/2008/08/despierta.html' title='DEspierTA!!!!!!'/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SJ4lC48QuOI/AAAAAAAAADc/zkusEgrWpps/s72-c/Olmue_angeles_8%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-6263575696924256151</id><published>2008-06-07T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:02:17.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UN joveN roMANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SEtYtklDcgI/AAAAAAAAABw/pbECjVZwxsY/s1600-h/junge_roemer_video.+falko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SEtYtklDcgI/AAAAAAAAABw/pbECjVZwxsY/s320/junge_roemer_video.+falko.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209354933920559618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;diOSS kuanto me&lt;br /&gt;kostÓ enkonTRAr esta KNción  la oÍ un día ke fuI a karretEAr y&lt;br /&gt;me      kedó dando VUeLTas   ......tuve ke rekurrir a WIKIpedia para buskar single, single....&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; JUNGE Römer!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               y komo tanto keria oírla me di la paja....lastima ke el video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     no esta en YoUtube   ¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  aki esta la kncion akompañada de ruedas....... preste atencion a la kncion... o ud. elija, si no le gusta la kncion, disfrute de estos trukos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 link!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!     &lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QXcRGyBFSg4&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             sorry igual no está enteraaa no la enkontré pero aparece el señor entremedio kon sus kolores fluorescentes. eaeaeaeea!!!!&lt;br /&gt;PD: vale luci liu pior decirme lo de wikipedia (single) jjjajajaaj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6558512934969551644-6263575696924256151?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/6263575696924256151/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=6263575696924256151' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/6263575696924256151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/6263575696924256151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/2008/06/un-joven-romano.html' title='UN joveN roMANO'/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SEtYtklDcgI/AAAAAAAAABw/pbECjVZwxsY/s72-c/junge_roemer_video.+falko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-33842994485080358</id><published>2008-05-13T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:02:17.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SCnt4wByrQI/AAAAAAAAABI/U7iZiGYYEdM/s1600-h/ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199948803996822786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SCnt4wByrQI/AAAAAAAAABI/U7iZiGYYEdM/s320/ed.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;KuAndo Se me fueron, no sabía ke los Iba a EXTrañar tanto...//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ahí falta el KRIstI, si tu chinin ke anduviste por shile y ke desarfotunadamente no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;tuvimos la oportunidad de vernos..(pero bueno si no fué, algun motivo hubo)..//ahora ke los tengo en la konversa diaria y se lo ke han komido, donde han ido, kien los visita...komo les ha ido en el super de los chinos (jjajjajaja, cuek!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;a ke hora se duermen, konozko un poko mas de sus proyektos transandinos CHE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;podría ser ke los sienta mas cerkanos entre " " klaro...//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;los 3 eran mis amigos de la vida porteña, su ausencia la siento mas ke la kresta...porke de una los 3 desaparecieron//es un momento agradable kuando aparecen para la graciosa konversah, ayer el hed no soltó en todo el día el pc...el kris llegó, dsp de su flash estadía en shile, direkto a la u tan aplikao ke tai chinin, y la ale lo uniko ke keria en la noxe (kuando pudo meterse ajajajajaa) era el doom 95 pero era horrible la gráfika asi ke no se kual habrá bajado al final...ahh verdad ke hoy me dijo ke ninguno porke taba kagah de sueño...(klaro, komo hace tanto por asha, jajajjaa)//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;bueno en fin tantas kosas ke a distancia puedo kompartir virtual a traves de unas simples letras akompañadas de imagenes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;y no eskribo mas porke me da paja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;no diré ke los kiero ni nada de esos finales patétikos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;el ke saeh saeh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;si esto le resulta enredado...trate de ordenar las ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;y ahora le vamoh a ponerle un tema...del rekuerdo en esas andanzas paganeskas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iQhh4Xs8RcM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iQhh4Xs8RcM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#3366ff;"&gt;kon suko....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6558512934969551644-33842994485080358?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/33842994485080358/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=33842994485080358' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/33842994485080358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/33842994485080358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/2008/05/kuando-se-me-fueron-no-saba-ke-los-iba.html' title=''/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/SCnt4wByrQI/AAAAAAAAABI/U7iZiGYYEdM/s72-c/ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-2993577316562167591</id><published>2008-05-02T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:43:25.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y DEspueS dE akeLLo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me kostó tomar esta desición...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;             pero kreo ke es una buena idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;tengo kosas ke decir...pero no el mismo plan k akella vez..."desde el fondo viene parece"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;la sEmana paSAda fui Por ahí---&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;y me gustÓ muxo, hablÉ bastaNte y de los nerviosss kreo ke hablaba mas rÁpido de lo normal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;__me gUSTA Andar en el metro y mas aun kuando el destino se ke será un momento muy agradable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;__no me guSTa andar en el metro kuando tengo ke abandonar kuando se akaba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;no saBría komo denominar esO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;me DoY la bienvenIda...Espero ENkonTrarMe periOdikamente..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;[el video keda pendiente...no se ke wea le pasa a esta komputadora]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;[¬¬]yo--&lt;/span&gt;&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/6558512934969551644-2993577316562167591?l=suicidacerebral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/feeds/2993577316562167591/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6558512934969551644&amp;postID=2993577316562167591' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/2993577316562167591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6558512934969551644/posts/default/2993577316562167591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suicidacerebral.blogspot.com/2008/05/y-despues-de-akello.html' title='Y DEspueS dE akeLLo...'/><author><name>medicen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14430366983371682374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uDBs_kyB8L8/TJGuiEgfKhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Tyk4uhFIIGM/S220/DSC06664.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6558512934969551644.post-441319707163032913</id><published>2007-06-09T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:27:47.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>destroy everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;                                                                  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joy Division- "love will tear us apart"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When the routine bites hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And ambitions are low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And the resentment rides high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But emotions wont grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And were changing our ways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taking different roads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then love, love will tear us apart again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why is the bedroom so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Turned away on your side? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is my timing that flawed,Our respect run so dry? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yet theres still this appeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That weve kept through our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, love will tear us apart again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you cry out in your sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All my failings expose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Get a taste in my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As desperation takes holdIs it something so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just cant function no more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When love, love will tear us apart again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Un triste final...FINAL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                               &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; he's not will be last one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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