tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89018730987743779482011-08-21T09:51:04.693-07:00Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-21156662836598622412011-04-12T14:37:00.000-07:002011-04-12T14:43:12.790-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfYJ51ExMno/TaTGcLibnOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AOPtMvmfsGo/s1600/DSC06805.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfYJ51ExMno/TaTGcLibnOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/AOPtMvmfsGo/s320/DSC06805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594814824536841442" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />¿Qué hay? ¡No lo veo! ¿Tú lo ves?<br />No, no puedo verlo, pero sí <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">sentirlo</span></span>...<br /><br />~<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Te quiero</span></span>~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-2115666283659862241?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-15396251614936567012010-11-23T15:04:00.000-08:002010-11-23T15:09:20.163-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TOxJIPM06zI/AAAAAAAAAJE/UAN9CvAKCi8/s1600/ISTAS_01695M.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542885647254350642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TOxJIPM06zI/AAAAAAAAAJE/UAN9CvAKCi8/s320/ISTAS_01695M.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><strong>A veces es mejor no darlo todo...a veces es mejor esperar a recibir.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><strong>A veces, simplemente, es mejor no decir nada.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-1539625161493656701?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-92102186568841068412010-10-26T04:21:00.000-07:002010-10-26T04:24:58.589-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TMa6CNBqyPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/mBwrndZSSiM/s1600/151om0.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532313739290396914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TMa6CNBqyPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/mBwrndZSSiM/s320/151om0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><em>Admiro a las personas, capaces de hacer de una situación complicada, algo totalmente insignificante.</em></div><div align="left"><em>Por eso, te admiro a ti...</em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Ánimo y fuerza.<br /></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-9210218656884106841?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-7400302054493336342010-10-24T04:40:00.000-07:002010-10-24T04:44:00.301-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TMQbrfoTuyI/AAAAAAAAAI0/bVJ6vSR9MGM/s1600/Thanks700.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531576676356700962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TMQbrfoTuyI/AAAAAAAAAI0/bVJ6vSR9MGM/s320/Thanks700.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;"> </span><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;">Sólo puedo decir, Gracias<br /></span></strong><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-740030205449333634?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-40930518075569446592010-09-12T07:45:00.000-07:002010-09-12T07:55:50.764-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TIzpidRb4sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2EPHjIh_owY/s1600/CIMG1248.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516040421804597954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TIzpidRb4sI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2EPHjIh_owY/s320/CIMG1248.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">I spend my time just <strong>thinkin</strong>’ about you…<br />Every single day, I’m really <strong>missin</strong>’ you<br />That’s where I’m gonna <strong>wait for you…</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="right"><strong>(Pont d'Amposta '10)</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-4093051807556944659?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-67485014067188323892010-09-07T04:56:00.000-07:002010-09-07T04:59:04.466-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TIYoySDJDtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2qOyjdNZa2A/s1600/vida.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TIYoySDJDtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2qOyjdNZa2A/s320/vida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514139638065336018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Y que a pesar, que me parece hasta mentira, puede que la vida siga, pero si tú no estás, pa que'...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-6748501406718832389?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-3379881877655749492010-09-05T02:54:00.000-07:002010-09-05T02:57:59.456-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TINpT0YuglI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9T8sxy3SOgE/s1600/cambio.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TINpT0YuglI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9T8sxy3SOgE/s320/cambio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513366158032405074" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Cuando ya no somos capaces de cambiar una situación, nos encontramos ante el desafío de cambiarnos a nosotros mismos.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-337988187765574949?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-23671867268496912812010-09-02T09:30:00.000-07:002010-09-02T09:36:53.267-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TH_SWVJV6MI/AAAAAAAAAIU/2eKiWGmfetI/s1600/I_miss_you_by_mr_april.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TH_SWVJV6MI/AAAAAAAAAIU/2eKiWGmfetI/s320/I_miss_you_by_mr_april.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512355750000060610" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cuanto más alto vuelas, más dolorosa es la caída...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-2367186726849691281?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-41513394218160550482010-08-09T06:18:00.000-07:002010-08-09T06:22:34.927-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TGAA2zXIL9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rg20H_UyVC0/s1600/mente1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TGAA2zXIL9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/rg20H_UyVC0/s320/mente1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503399686146895826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">MENTALMENTE AGOTADA...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-4151339421816055048?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-31247172662708967412010-07-17T05:10:00.000-07:002010-07-17T05:14:06.411-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TEGeHxSWfQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mFEfoGMIGmU/s1600/PEDRAFORCA+139.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/TEGeHxSWfQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/mFEfoGMIGmU/s320/PEDRAFORCA+139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494846876695297282" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Feliz.</span></span> En lo más alto...arriba, más arriba, sin pensar en la caída.<br />Quizá no haya caída, quizá no haya vacío...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3124717266270896741?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-13224665275768464872010-05-13T11:51:00.001-07:002010-05-13T11:56:53.342-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S-xKYs4vdXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/tzhLeuCJdMo/s1600/rules.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S-xKYs4vdXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/tzhLeuCJdMo/s320/rules.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470829435574777202" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nada es lo que parece.</span></span><br />Cuando cres que las cosas son de una manera, de repente algo absolutamente inesperado da un vuelco, y todo deja de ser lo que era, cómo era.<br />Siempre que hay sentimientos, las cosas se vuelven más bellas, más increíbles, más fascinantes...pero recuerda: nada, jamás, es lo que parece.<br /><br />Desconfianza absoluta.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-1322466527576846487?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-38683046616593881332010-04-19T09:24:00.000-07:002010-04-19T09:27:41.144-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S8yEW0hRxUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tUGWY8ZqcIM/s1600/653834.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S8yEW0hRxUI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tUGWY8ZqcIM/s320/653834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461885975683777858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">No me digas lo que No puedo hacer...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3868304661659388133?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-91880274884009807752010-03-05T12:10:00.001-08:002010-03-05T12:12:31.324-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S5FlSpXNKEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iwG9RMFR6QU/s1600-h/26895_342422030809_684905809_4203755_6385665_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445244795482875970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S5FlSpXNKEI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iwG9RMFR6QU/s320/26895_342422030809_684905809_4203755_6385665_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Por <strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">volver</span></em></strong> de nuevo...</div><div>disfrutar del lugar, de momentos y por reencontrarme.</div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Una semana.</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-9188027488400980775?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-83927190105300259262010-02-01T05:18:00.000-08:002010-02-01T05:22:01.268-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S2bU8uYbIBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vHXslTgvFPU/s1600-h/y1p0rbnrigiFBoiTRr7rwmncOffVMhtde4Q3RGFUKJscvFDmue-kkpX5zy4aAeYkkRSClh7grTcQdc.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433264140176793618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S2bU8uYbIBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vHXslTgvFPU/s320/y1p0rbnrigiFBoiTRr7rwmncOffVMhtde4Q3RGFUKJscvFDmue-kkpX5zy4aAeYkkRSClh7grTcQdc.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>Ganas de ti.</strong><br />De compartir miles de cosas.<br />De una <span style="font-size:130%;">sonrisa</span> permanente.<br />De sentir que eres lo <strong><em>más importante</em></strong> para alguien otra vez.<br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Cuánto</span></strong> tiempo <strong>más</strong> debo esperar?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-8392719010530025926?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-80927975908456320512010-01-20T09:55:00.000-08:002010-01-20T09:59:27.612-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S1dECGQOgWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/94h00-QdYRM/s1600-h/oro.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428882678647521634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S1dECGQOgWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/94h00-QdYRM/s320/oro.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong>No es oro todo lo que reluce...</strong></div><div>Crees conocer a las personas, y cuando las descubres toda la ilusión se esfuma...</div><div> </div><div>Siempre <strong><em>confío</em></strong> en que la vida me aguarda un final <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">increíble</span></strong>.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-8092797590845632051?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-5178347549740177082010-01-10T04:42:00.000-08:002010-01-10T04:49:34.326-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S0nMKm89DwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/18DSWSQtQHA/s1600-h/PIRINEUS+JULIOL+119.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425091708771438338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S0nMKm89DwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/18DSWSQtQHA/s320/PIRINEUS+JULIOL+119.jpg" border="0" /></a> "Lo sé que eres <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">fugaz</span></strong>, que te vas <em><span style="font-size:130%;">inevitablemente</span></em>...</div><div align="center">Y aunque se sequen mis <span style="font-size:180%;">ojos</span> de llorar, sé que no puedo hacer nada de nada...</div><div align="center"><strong>Porque yo sé que eres fugaz</strong>..."<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-517834754974017708?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-40471186202313398352010-01-05T13:47:00.000-08:002010-01-05T13:49:23.440-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S0Ozrb7J9gI/AAAAAAAAAHA/S5KgK7G6z-Q/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423375935095830018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S0Ozrb7J9gI/AAAAAAAAAHA/S5KgK7G6z-Q/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Queridos Reyes de Oriente...</div><div>este año yo quiero...</div><div> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">ser feliz!</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-4047118620231339835?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-79818455483399767232010-01-03T04:08:00.000-08:002010-01-03T04:14:34.045-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S0CJUWDpbdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rDB6DpALDzk/s1600-h/Cap+d%27any+2009!+050.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422484933965344210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/S0CJUWDpbdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rDB6DpALDzk/s320/Cap+d%27any+2009!+050.jpg" border="0" /></a> Esconderse tras un antifaz y ocultar aquello que sientes...<br />aquello que no quieres que nadie sepa...<br />por miedo a la reacción, a las consecuencias...<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>Pero, y si no sabes qué es lo que sientes?</em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-7981845548339976723?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-76222447501113695932009-12-28T03:42:00.000-08:002009-12-28T03:51:43.457-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SziZ2tZybBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cVbntkYzhWQ/s1600-h/llorar1.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420251316720135186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SziZ2tZybBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cVbntkYzhWQ/s320/llorar1.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Llorar</span> ahora...y <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">sonreir</span></strong> luego?</div><div align="center">Confiemos en qué salga bien...</div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-7622244750111369593?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-32206328970797552212009-12-21T13:42:00.000-08:002009-12-21T13:45:55.002-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Sy_sTFzhi2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/bsnou0PsvXM/s1600-h/sad+christmas.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417808689469950818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Sy_sTFzhi2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/bsnou0PsvXM/s320/sad+christmas.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">¿<strong>Navidad, dulce navidad</strong>?</div><div align="center">Pues, creo que no.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3220632897079755221?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-74994335293118542482009-12-16T09:32:00.000-08:002009-12-16T10:37:10.320-08:00Basta cualquier pequeñez, cosa insignificante, para tocar el cielo.<br />Siento que <strong>estoy a punto de hacerlo</strong>, que cada día que pasa tengo más fuerzas para disfrutar de las pequeñas cosas que ocurren cuando menos lo esperas.<br />No necesito permanecer en esto azul que dios creó sobre nosotros...tan sólo <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>rozarlo con la yema de los dedos</strong></span>...una caricia, una palabra necesitada, alguien que te quiera o te ame, sonrisas, y momentos...<br />Cuando todo parece oscuro, una pequeña <span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"><strong>grieta</strong></span> aparece entre tanto caos...cuando parece que estás peor, alguien querrá animarte y sacarte una sonrisa, esa pequeña grieta, que todos tenemos en algun momento...<br />Yo <strong>tengo mi propia grieta</strong>, y te encontré...tengo tanto que ofrecer, dar...tanto que aportar y tanto que amar...que esa grieta logrará tapar la total oscuridad...<br />Y qué importan los demás!? Si quiero <span style="font-size:130%;">quererte</span>, <span style="font-size:180%;">tocarte</span>, si quiero sentir ese cosquilleo al verte, y que tiemblen mis labios al nombrarte, y que se me olviden las palabras al acercarte tanto a mí...<br />Qué importan?<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><em>Quizá tengan envidia, porque su grieta aún no apareció.<br /></em></strong></span><br />Te quiero*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-7499433529311854248?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-53314096778990277202009-11-25T13:18:00.002-08:002009-11-25T13:22:30.716-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Sw2fuczgy7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/zvKlTzJHFQY/s1600/locura_frenetica.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408154347896884146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Sw2fuczgy7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/zvKlTzJHFQY/s320/locura_frenetica.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />A veces, vaciar tu mente y pensar en qué<strong> importa realmente</strong> es esencial, para vivir...<br /><br />Viviré intesamente...<br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Locura tras locura</span></em></strong>...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-5331409677899027720?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-75165565323267210172009-11-22T06:34:00.000-08:002009-11-22T06:42:26.925-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SwlNgV3oWvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YrQiSGz8hD4/s1600/x1ppUPyqopddk4XGWsLLTHH6t0q7JaPN5jz6xIoisuHsb1qkUoc3d2dG5KbW3GSWUu6EVylWxjemwY2o3pVIpDqHHdQ6buEcYDiA3V-4XbMk_6IF83F1XdLy-QARzJG4y4UTWahEzgRVKiuiv5TX7Veog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406938045656619762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SwlNgV3oWvI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YrQiSGz8hD4/s320/x1ppUPyqopddk4XGWsLLTHH6t0q7JaPN5jz6xIoisuHsb1qkUoc3d2dG5KbW3GSWUu6EVylWxjemwY2o3pVIpDqHHdQ6buEcYDiA3V-4XbMk_6IF83F1XdLy-QARzJG4y4UTWahEzgRVKiuiv5TX7Veog.jpg" border="0" /></a> Sabía que eras fugaz<br />Que eras libre simplemente<br />Te estás yendo, corazón ¿verdad?<br />Y se te ve tan impaciente<br />Lo supe siempre, <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">eres fugaz</span></strong><br />Y aún así yo me arriesgué<br /><strong>Lo haría otra vez...<br /></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-7516556532326721017?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-39988551686074840012009-11-15T14:33:00.001-08:002009-11-15T14:41:07.244-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SwCB3rMgHwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7wvPFXlPD6M/s1600-h/medi-ambient.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404462346332544770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SwCB3rMgHwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7wvPFXlPD6M/s320/medi-ambient.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mañana me espera un nuevo reto...<br />Superaré la meva primera classe de Medi a 4rt?<br /><br /><div align="justify">"Prométete a ti mismo: ser fuerte y que nada pueda perturbar tu paz mental. </div><div align="justify">Hablar solo de salud, felicidad y prosperidad con cada persona que encuentres. </div><div align="justify">Ver lo bueno de todo y hacer el optimismo una realidad.</div><div align="justify"> Pensar solo lo mejor, trabajar lo mejor que puedas y esperar lo mejor. </div><div align="justify">Ser entusiasta no solo con tu exito sino con el de los demas.</div><div align="justify"> Olvidar los errores del pasado y enfocarte en los logros del futuro. </div><div align="justify">Ser amable con todos. </div><div align="justify">Dedicarte a ser mejor para que no tengas tiempo de criticar a los demas.</div><div align="justify">Pensar lo mejor de ti mismo y proclamar esta verdad, no con palabras sino con acciones. </div><div align="justify">Tener fe de que el mundo esta de tu lado mientras tu das lo mejor de ti". </div><div align="justify"> </div><br /><div align="right">(Christian D. Larson)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3998855168607484001?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-34180795959724021852009-11-14T07:03:00.000-08:002009-11-14T07:08:25.789-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Sv7HS6PNh1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/agUxMtQRyRI/s1600-h/x1ppUPyqopddk4XGWsLLTHH6t0q7JaPN5jz6xIoisuHsb1qkUoc3d2dG5KbW3GSWUu6EVylWxjemwY2o3pVIpDqHHdQ6buEcYDiA3V-4XbMk_6IF83F1XdLy-QARzJG4y4UTWahEzgRVKiuiv5TX7Veog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403975730575804242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Sv7HS6PNh1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/agUxMtQRyRI/s320/x1ppUPyqopddk4XGWsLLTHH6t0q7JaPN5jz6xIoisuHsb1qkUoc3d2dG5KbW3GSWUu6EVylWxjemwY2o3pVIpDqHHdQ6buEcYDiA3V-4XbMk_6IF83F1XdLy-QARzJG4y4UTWahEzgRVKiuiv5TX7Veog.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Dejé de <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">volar</span></strong>...</div><div>Me hundí en el <em><span style="font-size:180%;">barro</span></em>...</div><div> </div><div>Y entre tanto barro me encontré</div><div>algo de calor <strong>sin</strong> tus <span style="font-size:130%;"><em>abrazos</em></span>...</div><div> </div><div><strong>Ahora sé que nunca volveré</strong>...</div><div> </div><div> </div><div align="right">(Ahora o Nunca)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3418079595972402185?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-91125945809174278672009-11-08T04:45:00.001-08:002009-11-08T04:47:29.610-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Sva9exE9rfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/w0416pcgioU/s1600-h/lluvia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401713139345370610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Sva9exE9rfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/w0416pcgioU/s320/lluvia.jpg" border="0" /></a> A veces, no solo se trata de <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">querer</span></strong>...<br /><br />A veces debes ser <em>paciente</em>, y esperar el <strong>momento</strong>...<br /><br />Así, todo saldrá bien.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-9112594580917427867?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-24219766908655527042009-11-03T12:09:00.000-08:002009-11-03T12:17:02.220-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SvCOcCjJFtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/UqppvsbVr54/s1600-h/plaayajv8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399972565588973266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SvCOcCjJFtI/AAAAAAAAAFA/UqppvsbVr54/s320/plaayajv8.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify">No busques la <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>perfección</strong></span>...</div><div align="justify">no existe...</div><div align="justify">No busques cambiar su mente, su manera de ser...</div><div align="justify"><em><strong>no puede</strong></em>...</div><div align="justify">No pretendas pedirle aquello que para tí es tan <em><strong>fácil</strong></em> darle...</div><div align="justify">no lo hará...</div><div align="justify">Límitate a aceptarle, a apoyarle, a quererle...</div><div align="justify">pero no olvides que <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">tú</span></strong> eres lo más importante.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">Lo que más quieras en tu vida...</div><div align="justify">que sea a tí misma...</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><strong><em>No siempre</em></strong> lograrán quererte así...</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="right">(UmPluggeD)</div><div align="justify"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-2421976690865552704?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-71432818378671040972009-10-23T13:00:00.000-07:002009-10-23T13:03:55.181-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SuILjGr-K_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/UgHmXiTF5b0/s1600-h/lluvia2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395888001261644786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SuILjGr-K_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/UgHmXiTF5b0/s320/lluvia2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Now</span></strong> I've tried to talk to you and make you understand</div><div align="center">All you have to do is close your eyes</div><div align="center">And just reach out your hands and <span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"><strong>touch me</strong></span></div><div align="center">Hold me close <span style="font-size:180%;"><em><strong>don't</strong> <strong>ever let me go</strong></em></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">More</span></strong> than words is <strong>all</strong> I ever needed you to show</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-7143281837867104097?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-58947928423125656812009-10-15T11:50:00.000-07:002009-10-15T11:54:20.985-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Stdvnk-ZOpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ubFRdcdapdg/s1600-h/Pr%C3%A0ctiques+08+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392901804530416274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Stdvnk-ZOpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ubFRdcdapdg/s320/Pr%C3%A0ctiques+08+017.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center">Mi Futuro, mi Vida, mi Sueño...Bienvenidos!<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-5894792842312565681?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-18240190849257838622009-10-08T12:38:00.000-07:002009-10-08T12:40:01.744-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Ss4_2MhjtII/AAAAAAAAAEY/VwGnBmiaFzc/s1600-h/porton-arboles.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390316004316525698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Ss4_2MhjtII/AAAAAAAAAEY/VwGnBmiaFzc/s320/porton-arboles.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center">...Necesitaba saberlo...</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-1824019084925783862?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-48732370388440018222009-09-17T08:11:00.001-07:002009-09-17T08:18:55.042-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SrJTLPH5AUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/77bZkEdT7Ec/s1600-h/manos2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382455957164458306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 73px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SrJTLPH5AUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/77bZkEdT7Ec/s320/manos2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div align="center">GraCias...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-4873237038844001822?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-88797886719695649982009-09-10T15:58:00.001-07:002009-09-10T16:00:31.949-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SqmExcGa6KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/doRfjJe5quE/s1600-h/1232706903808_f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379977214762346658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SqmExcGa6KI/AAAAAAAAAEA/doRfjJe5quE/s320/1232706903808_f.jpg" border="0" /></a> Esperándote, buscándote...</div><div align="center"><strong>Lo quiero, y lo quiero Ya[!]<br /></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-8879788671969564998?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-4003277681254794162009-08-31T11:16:00.000-07:002009-08-31T11:35:14.232-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SpwXeZVYjdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JtNnGAYTT7A/s1600-h/foto04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376197866137619922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SpwXeZVYjdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JtNnGAYTT7A/s320/foto04.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>"Y piensas…<br /></strong><br />No saldré adelante, no tengo vida, no tengo sueños, no podré estar sin ti…sin tocarte, besarte, hacerte el amor, sin mirarte y descubrir todo aquello que piensas, que sientes, aquello que te hace arder, apasionarte…</em><br /><br /><em>Y de repente, <strong>vuelve</strong>. Algo, de nuevo, aparece en ti. Unas ganas enormes de volver a sentir, a querer, a vivir. Una sonrisa permanente en tu rostro. <strong>Momentos</strong>.<br /></em><br /><em>Y aquello que pensabas, deja de tener sentido."</em><br /><br /><br />&hearts; :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-400327768125479416?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-79230155056836229582009-08-22T11:56:00.000-07:002009-08-22T12:05:24.584-07:00<div align="justify"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SpBAESyUsXI/AAAAAAAAADg/dQLfF9yPp-o/s1600-h/14082009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372864797959565682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SpBAESyUsXI/AAAAAAAAADg/dQLfF9yPp-o/s320/14082009.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="justify">"Contenta de su sonrisa, de la vida que lleva, de los sueños que persigue, de los límites que no conoce. Libre. Libre de todo eso que no le interesa e incluso más aún. Entonces me alejo así, viéndola asombrada mientras sonríe. <strong>Y soy feliz</strong>. Como hace mucho que no lo era...<strong>No tengo remordimientos, no tengo pasado</strong>. Sólo tengo unas ganas enormes de volver a empezar. <strong>Y de ser feliz. Contigo</strong>...Estoy seguro...hasta lo he escrito: <strong><em>Tengo ganas de ti"</em></strong></div><p><strong><em></em></strong> </p><p><strong><em>[Puente Milvio] &hearts;</p><div align="justify"><br /></div></em></strong><div align="justify"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-7923015505683622958?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-37833322362253152012009-08-05T12:26:00.001-07:002009-08-05T12:36:51.192-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SnndEv7Yv9I/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoqpAbbsw8/s1600-h/NeneNena.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366563504643424210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SnndEv7Yv9I/AAAAAAAAADY/IFoqpAbbsw8/s320/NeneNena.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>...Otro año más...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center">Y uno aprende...</div><div align="center">que realmente puede aguantar,</div><div align="center">que uno es realmente fuerte,</div><div align="center">y que con cada adiós uno aprende.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>~Nunca andas por el camino trazado, porque sabes que éste solo conduce adonde ya fueron otros~</em></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="left"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><em></em> </div><div align="center"><strong>[D*]<br /></div></strong><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3783332236225315201?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-11340139361941492792009-08-02T05:10:00.001-07:002009-08-02T05:16:35.499-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SnWDSzDtyKI/AAAAAAAAADI/TALM1vN6ecQ/s1600-h/IMG_5903+-+C%C3%B2pia.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365338890048489634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SnWDSzDtyKI/AAAAAAAAADI/TALM1vN6ecQ/s320/IMG_5903+-+C%C3%B2pia.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Te echaré mucho de menos...</div><div align="center">Esta semana, ... , <strong>sí te echaré de menos</strong>...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-1134013936194149279?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-47368226382681135042009-07-31T13:14:00.000-07:002009-07-31T13:22:33.992-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SnNR7Sif5hI/AAAAAAAAADA/yMkX0LjRyl0/s1600-h/Festa+PIJAMES+002+-+C%C3%B2pia+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364721660159059474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SnNR7Sif5hI/AAAAAAAAADA/yMkX0LjRyl0/s320/Festa+PIJAMES+002+-+C%C3%B2pia+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a> <div> </div><div align="center"><strong>-Mientras el tímido reflexiona, el valiente va, triunfa y vuelve-</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center">¿Por qué no ser valiente?</div><div align="center">¿Por qué no aceptar los errores?</div><div align="center">¿Por qué es un delito arrepentirse?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="right"><em>Ich Vermisse Sie</em></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-4736822638268113504?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-29761398035543291312009-07-30T11:14:00.000-07:002009-07-30T11:30:02.364-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SnHl0ISWO6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/WffyEk0ic0E/s1600-h/tunis+061.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364321314915367842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SnHl0ISWO6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/WffyEk0ic0E/s320/tunis+061.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Por falta de valentía, por no arriesgar, por miedo, por un querer y no poder, ahora <strong>echar de menos es mi cometido.</strong></div><div align="center">Es difícil volver atrás, girar las agujas del reloj y hacer como si el tiempo no hubiese pasado, pero no es así...el tiempo corre, pasa, vuela...no deja a nadie indiferente.</div><div align="center">Ahora y quizá mañana, echar de menos es mi cometido.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-2976139803554329131?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-2672953548523921792009-07-26T15:18:00.000-07:002009-07-26T15:23:50.791-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SmzW8hHUB2I/AAAAAAAAACw/NisXBqRY3OI/s1600-h/PIRINEUS+JULIOL+056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362897591460956002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SmzW8hHUB2I/AAAAAAAAACw/NisXBqRY3OI/s320/PIRINEUS+JULIOL+056.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><em>...Porque los días pasan, cada vez más rápido...</em></div><div align="center"><strong><em>¿Qué hacer para parar esto que es el tiempo?</em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><em>-I'm waiting-</em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-267295354852392179?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-41003363656382027942009-07-22T12:59:00.000-07:002009-07-22T13:13:46.168-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SmdxlOOXWvI/AAAAAAAAACo/EbIG_U92rv4/s1600-h/P5010101+-+C%C3%B2pia+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361378765695310578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SmdxlOOXWvI/AAAAAAAAACo/EbIG_U92rv4/s320/P5010101+-+C%C3%B2pia+(2).JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>La sombra de tu propia vida, tu sombra. Siempre contigo, inseparables...</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>Eso es lo que espero de ti, lo que espero cada vez que te toco, cada vez que te miro, cada vez que me nombras.</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><em>Y aunque ausencia es lo que siento ahora, vivo aferrado al futuro, quizá al pasado. Aferrado a la idea del día en que despierta a tu lado, del día en que sepa con certeza que eres la mujer de mi vida, del día en que nada será capaz de evitar que seamos sombra, tu sombra, mi sombra.</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-4100336365638202794?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-60964457683432207782009-07-16T10:01:00.000-07:002009-07-16T10:05:45.433-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Sl9dI6O2zeI/AAAAAAAAACg/ev7j1XUvPCc/s1600-h/PIRINEUS+JULIOL+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359104489246084578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Sl9dI6O2zeI/AAAAAAAAACg/ev7j1XUvPCc/s320/PIRINEUS+JULIOL+034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">...Porque la vida es esto, ganar, perder, derrumbarse y encontrar la manera de reponerse. Conocer gente, disfrutar, cuidar de las personas que quieres, tenerles siempre....</div><div align="center">La vida maravillosa; la vida cruel. La que nos empuja a ganar o perder. La que tenemos. El destino, el que nos guia, y el que hará que seamos una u otra cosa.</div><div align="center">Mi destino es este: luchar por lo que quiero, conseguirlo...vivir.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-6096445768343220778?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-30419706227106288272009-06-14T05:23:00.001-07:002009-06-14T05:29:21.849-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SjTsQnIe1UI/AAAAAAAAACY/4xZRFHAgvMQ/s1600-h/tunis+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347158427722241346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SjTsQnIe1UI/AAAAAAAAACY/4xZRFHAgvMQ/s320/tunis+014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>~El hombre más poderoso es aquel que es totalmente dueño de sí mismo~</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="right"><em>(mite grec)</em></div><div align="right"> </div><div align="right">[África 07]</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3041970622710628827?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-19248609847197536612009-06-14T05:17:00.001-07:002009-06-14T05:21:12.197-07:00<div align="right"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SjTq4NzERsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/J3jLkGfCmns/s1600-h/tunis+076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347156909093045954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SjTq4NzERsI/AAAAAAAAACQ/J3jLkGfCmns/s320/tunis+076.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="right">(Salines)<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-1924860984719753661?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-53365442017428741752009-05-18T10:00:00.000-07:002009-05-18T10:06:04.947-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ShGU2XtvNKI/AAAAAAAAACI/23RLVl2NUV0/s1600-h/tenerife+129.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337210695210448034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ShGU2XtvNKI/AAAAAAAAACI/23RLVl2NUV0/s320/tenerife+129.jpg" border="0" /></a>(Tenerife)</div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">~"No desesperes, ni siquiera por el hecho de que no desesperas. Cuando todo parece terminado, surgen nuevas fuerzas. Esto significa que vives."~</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="right"><strong>(Kafka)</strong></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-5336544201742874175?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-58965418268329398462009-05-18T09:57:00.001-07:002009-05-18T10:00:40.700-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ShGTfts93tI/AAAAAAAAACA/bUX05MRynp0/s1600-h/Scan10051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337209206464175826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ShGTfts93tI/AAAAAAAAACA/bUX05MRynp0/s320/Scan10051.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center">~"Habría que inventar un juego donde nadie ganara"~</p><p align="right"><strong>(Jose Luis Borges)</strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-5896541826832939846?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-39107540183484357092009-05-18T09:43:00.000-07:002009-05-18T09:50:55.215-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ShGRVe4ZdvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ae-FpqUCfXU/s1600-h/Pr%C3%A0ctiques+08+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337206831663642354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ShGRVe4ZdvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ae-FpqUCfXU/s320/Pr%C3%A0ctiques+08+027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center">~Què millor que una il·lustració per aprendre un conte?~</p><p align="right"><em>(Escola Dr. Vicenç Ferro, Viladecans)</em></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3910754018348435709?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-34141960805173561972009-05-18T09:35:00.001-07:002009-05-18T09:43:32.568-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ShGPrpw0ogI/AAAAAAAAABw/vcOsE_RXSK0/s1600-h/tunis+359.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337205013518524930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ShGPrpw0ogI/AAAAAAAAABw/vcOsE_RXSK0/s320/tunis+359.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ShGOxIlCuyI/AAAAAAAAABo/aDMA6vt4c4E/s1600-h/tunis+359+-+C%C3%B2pia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337204008178334498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ShGOxIlCuyI/AAAAAAAAABo/aDMA6vt4c4E/s320/tunis+359+-+C%C3%B2pia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>~Això sí que és un HiperText!~</em></div><div align="right"><em>(Tuníssia)</em></div><div align="right"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3414196080517356197?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-90672017178612124232009-04-26T11:28:00.000-07:002009-04-26T11:33:31.079-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SfSoEqHZlXI/AAAAAAAAABg/DsCTJO-mYH8/s1600-h/Camp+nou+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329069057064408434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SfSoEqHZlXI/AAAAAAAAABg/DsCTJO-mYH8/s320/Camp+nou+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><em><strong> ~Mientras se gana algo no se pierde nada~</strong><br /></em><div align="right"></div><div align="right">Miguel de Cervantes </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-9067201717861212423?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-45705040463496201762009-04-07T12:36:00.001-07:002009-04-07T12:38:27.868-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SdurWQQk3yI/AAAAAAAAABY/2pXWOEeMBic/s1600-h/Pr%C3%A0ctiques+08+077.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322035783478337314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SdurWQQk3yI/AAAAAAAAABY/2pXWOEeMBic/s320/Pr%C3%A0ctiques+08+077.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong>~El futuro tiene muchos nombres. Para los débiles es lo inalcanzable. Para los temerosos, lo desconocido. Para los valientes es la oportunidad~</strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="right"><em>Víctor Hugo</em><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-4570504046349620176?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-17254946626690988102009-04-07T12:27:00.001-07:002009-04-07T12:36:08.448-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SduqojkZooI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m7CbZ2ZpgXE/s1600-h/cap+dany+053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322034998387778178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SduqojkZooI/AAAAAAAAABQ/m7CbZ2ZpgXE/s320/cap+dany+053.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong>-"La experiencia no es cuanto se vive sino todo el bien que se aprende."-</strong></div><p><strong></strong> </p><p align="right"><em>Voltaire</em></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-1725494662669098810?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-11864999923676131502009-04-07T12:22:00.000-07:002009-04-07T12:27:06.152-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SduoRWXUpLI/AAAAAAAAABA/y7ClkrtyuoI/s1600-h/CIMG0919_2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322032400683017394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SduoRWXUpLI/AAAAAAAAABA/y7ClkrtyuoI/s320/CIMG0919_2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>~La democracia es la necesidad de doblegarse de vez en cuando a las opiniones de los demás~</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="right">Winston Churchill</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-1186499992367613150?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-30915458869841173452009-03-25T05:07:00.000-07:002009-03-25T05:11:07.153-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Scoe0EmfOaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BbEqmtEKl_A/s1600-h/CIMG0726.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317096190001494434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/Scoe0EmfOaI/AAAAAAAAAA4/BbEqmtEKl_A/s320/CIMG0726.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong>- Bendito sea el caos, porque es síntoma de libertad - </strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="right">(Enrique Tierno Galván)<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3091545886984117345?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-79375038135333830532009-03-25T05:05:00.001-07:002009-03-25T05:07:37.961-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ScoeSm-jF7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/EVcKYfwoehI/s1600-h/pauliiiii+014+-+C%C3%B2pia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317095615113664434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/ScoeSm-jF7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/EVcKYfwoehI/s320/pauliiiii+014+-+C%C3%B2pia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-7937503813533383053?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-79412137100925186092009-03-09T13:00:00.000-07:002009-03-09T13:06:51.798-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SbV1hvLSgoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/t4L_oVjj7pk/s1600-h/tenerife+210.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311280558013317762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SbV1hvLSgoI/AAAAAAAAAAo/t4L_oVjj7pk/s320/tenerife+210.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">- Soy agua que arrasa los caminos, turbulencia de duna en el desierto -</span></strong></div><p align="right">(Lina Zerón)</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-7941213710092518609?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8901873098774377948.post-34451112404419877602009-03-07T04:47:00.000-08:002009-03-07T04:50:50.587-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SbJtlutInxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/J0gBt2KfRa4/s1600-h/CIMG0927.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310427405583163154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Umro0sXd59E/SbJtlutInxI/AAAAAAAAAAg/J0gBt2KfRa4/s320/CIMG0927.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8901873098774377948-3445111240441987760?l=campanilla6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tinker Bellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02819915193155399377noreply@blogger.com0