tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14954286393249831972012-02-15T23:45:23.653-08:00Broken DreamsCamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495428639324983197.post-64060725640079232872011-12-03T19:59:00.001-08:002011-12-03T20:00:12.649-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>L</b>a curva mas hermosa de una mujer es su <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">sonrisa</span></i><b>.</b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbvpTK4LDAY/TtrwQNgpJMI/AAAAAAAAANM/GLK27E2QqFk/s1600/tumblr_lvfjodfWr51r19moio1_1280_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbvpTK4LDAY/TtrwQNgpJMI/AAAAAAAAANM/GLK27E2QqFk/s320/tumblr_lvfjodfWr51r19moio1_1280_large.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495428639324983197-6406072564007923287?l=bbrokenddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Camilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495428639324983197.post-40874896961501540882011-12-01T18:44:00.001-08:002011-12-01T18:46:35.377-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKpElbIn_hA/Ttg6XJcYBcI/AAAAAAAAALg/JOIJwyNqM5M/s1600/tumblr_lvjjhz0yds1qdcyl2o1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKpElbIn_hA/Ttg6XJcYBcI/AAAAAAAAALg/JOIJwyNqM5M/s320/tumblr_lvjjhz0yds1qdcyl2o1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Ya lo sabia, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">te has convertido en <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"><b>parte de mi vida</b></span> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">brindándome todo lo que quería. Y</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">a lo sabia, que enamorarme <b><i>no me convenía</i></b>.</span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Ya lo sabia, de alguna forma me lo suponía, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">había algo que me lo decía, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">pero nunca lo escuche.</span></span><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495428639324983197-4087489696150154088?l=bbrokenddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Camilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495428639324983197.post-84484902231538322772011-12-01T11:45:00.001-08:002011-12-01T11:47:23.078-08:00<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Y si tienes que <i>marcharte</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">desearía que te fueras del todo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">porque tu presencia sigue viva en mi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">y <i>no me deja en paz</i>.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Estas heridas parecen no <i>cicatrizar</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">este <i>dolor</i> es demasiado real</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">es demasiado profundo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">que <i>ni el tiempo lo puede borrar</i>.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495428639324983197-8448490223153832277?l=bbrokenddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Camilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495428639324983197.post-28578428083086619812011-12-01T11:38:00.001-08:002011-12-01T11:40:38.764-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3gtbelFX6HM/TtfXqAmj6tI/AAAAAAAAALM/9pz0bIE37Ec/s1600/tumblr_lvhqs5KD211qm2ziwo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3gtbelFX6HM/TtfXqAmj6tI/AAAAAAAAALM/9pz0bIE37Ec/s320/tumblr_lvhqs5KD211qm2ziwo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">No digas que </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;">no te ame</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">, ni digas que no te entregue mi amor </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;">en cuerpo y alma</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">; es que yo daba la vida por ti. Estuve ahi, </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: x-large;">nunca fallaba</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">, si me entregaba. No me aceptaste como soy & cada vez que yo extendí mis alas, </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;">tú me las recortabas.</span></b></span><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495428639324983197-2857842808308661981?l=bbrokenddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Camilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495428639324983197.post-76421205612507795422011-12-01T11:33:00.001-08:002011-12-01T11:35:02.530-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0gqV0BgFh2w/TtfWd_0h7YI/AAAAAAAAALE/IeovxKK_lRM/s1600/350mw_23311465_large.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0gqV0BgFh2w/TtfWd_0h7YI/AAAAAAAAALE/IeovxKK_lRM/s320/350mw_23311465_large.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">No</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">upe enamorarte</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">y no sé </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><i>olvidarte</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"> </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-size: x-large;">y</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: x-large;">mi corazón sólo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-size: x-large;">sabe</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><i><b>llorar</b></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"> por ti</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>.</b></span><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495428639324983197-7642120561250779542?l=bbrokenddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Camilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495428639324983197.post-41875971241527919302011-12-01T10:30:00.001-08:002011-12-01T10:32:23.102-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">La culpable soy yo, por querer que</span></b> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: x-large;"><b><i>existiera lo que nunca existió.</i></b></span></span><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMfkJ8cArG8/TtfIBck_IBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/AgDF2SQrX2w/s1600/tumblr_lvhspzXj531qfucleo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMfkJ8cArG8/TtfIBck_IBI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/AgDF2SQrX2w/s320/tumblr_lvhspzXj531qfucleo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495428639324983197-4187597124152791930?l=bbrokenddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Camilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495428639324983197.post-22939442773996991362011-11-30T19:55:00.001-08:002011-11-30T19:58:01.330-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>N</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">o concordaban mucho, casi nunca concordaban. Siempre se peleaban; se retaban uno al otro cada día. Pero a pesar de sus diferencias, tenian algo <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">importante</span></i> en común:</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>estaban locos el uno por el otro.</b></span></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMzN4pRyErE/Ttb6yQYrezI/AAAAAAAAAJk/DiAbKkCxp80/s1600/tumblr_ljxqqfpvrk1qcqhglo1_500_large_large.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="218" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMzN4pRyErE/Ttb6yQYrezI/AAAAAAAAAJk/DiAbKkCxp80/s320/tumblr_ljxqqfpvrk1qcqhglo1_500_large_large.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D1-LZ51DYvM/Ttb6zjVen3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/4s6B0eGNRkM/s1600/tumblr_lve27qhmz01r1z28xo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D1-LZ51DYvM/Ttb6zjVen3I/AAAAAAAAAJs/4s6B0eGNRkM/s320/tumblr_lve27qhmz01r1z28xo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495428639324983197-2293944277399699136?l=bbrokenddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Camilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495428639324983197.post-40470174349692278092011-11-30T19:32:00.001-08:002011-11-30T19:33:01.525-08:00<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Valiente es el que finge</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: x-large;"><u>amistad</u></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">, cuando siente </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><i>amor</i></span>.</span></span></b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfdfyF1o99o/Ttb09DiEIxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/s1wtLre2rio/s1600/tumblr_lhz4elB99V1qhhy7bo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hfdfyF1o99o/Ttb09DiEIxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/s1wtLre2rio/s320/tumblr_lhz4elB99V1qhhy7bo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></span></b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495428639324983197-4047017434969227809?l=bbrokenddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Camilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495428639324983197.post-86871224784234445312011-11-30T18:17:00.001-08:002011-11-30T18:23:46.229-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Es de heroes <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"><i>sonreír</i></span> cuando el corazón <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"><i>llora.</i></span></b></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"><br /></span></b></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2PvhGCmPag/TtblI5knGBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/jWuZpYf8MLo/s1600/375538_191246454297321_100002359047514_413080_782465051_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m2PvhGCmPag/TtblI5knGBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/jWuZpYf8MLo/s320/375538_191246454297321_100002359047514_413080_782465051_n_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"><br /></span></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495428639324983197-8687122478423444531?l=bbrokenddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Camilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495428639324983197.post-59815227774089955732011-11-30T18:12:00.001-08:002011-11-30T18:12:17.479-08:00<b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Se que <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">no puedo</span> resistir, ya <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">no regreses</span> a mi ; dejame vivir . Yo sin ti <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">SOY FELIZ</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">!</span></b><br /><b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /></span></b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0D2jZkWCYiE/TtbidU9t-AI/AAAAAAAAAI8/w3TuHRt0FTY/s1600/320898_143548645738716_128861247207456_223286_7486292_n_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="280" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0D2jZkWCYiE/TtbidU9t-AI/AAAAAAAAAI8/w3TuHRt0FTY/s320/320898_143548645738716_128861247207456_223286_7486292_n_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><b style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /></span></b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495428639324983197-5981522777408995573?l=bbrokenddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Camilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14391618949462279494noreply@blogger.com