tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48318522188634536622011-07-30T11:05:05.853-07:00garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-4930705459623009812009-06-27T00:11:00.000-07:002009-06-27T00:17:57.628-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SkXHSe_N6DI/AAAAAAAAABU/Eam5baL2PIU/s1600-h/tara.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SkXHSe_N6DI/AAAAAAAAABU/Eam5baL2PIU/s320/tara.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351902852569491506" border="0" /></a><br />No creo que Tara sea la unica que tenga personalidad multiple....<br />me gusta Tara<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-493070545962300981?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-21940438612104500942009-06-08T08:36:00.000-07:002009-06-08T08:39:43.514-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/Si0wsyrbJ5I/AAAAAAAAABM/IWQCBXDtsdo/s1600-h/2986_73179532604_774847604_1695735_4264563_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344981878834931602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/Si0wsyrbJ5I/AAAAAAAAABM/IWQCBXDtsdo/s320/2986_73179532604_774847604_1695735_4264563_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-2194043861210450094?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-61693427256771059952009-05-15T07:51:00.000-07:002009-05-15T07:54:30.266-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/Sg2CGAAN6UI/AAAAAAAAABE/qiH-xwEg8XI/s1600-h/4229_77727232604_774847604_1761366_1241455_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336064173095643458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/Sg2CGAAN6UI/AAAAAAAAABE/qiH-xwEg8XI/s320/4229_77727232604_774847604_1761366_1241455_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>me pierdo por tus calles mientras se va hilando el camino que debo seguir</div><br /><div>¿el bueno o el malo?</div><br /><div>no lo se</div><br /><div>lo único que sé</div><br /><div>es que es el camino que yo quiero</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-6169342725677105995?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-66506177856423689662009-03-28T11:00:00.000-07:002009-03-28T11:12:02.069-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/Sc5mJOZkR7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/gcJQAGZPaLg/s1600-h/2667_58047717604_774847604_1577850_3579364_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/Sc5mJOZkR7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/gcJQAGZPaLg/s320/2667_58047717604_774847604_1577850_3579364_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318300518641321906" border="0" /></a><br />alli donde soliamos gritar...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-6650617785642368966?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-84996232140454920602009-02-24T04:36:00.000-08:002009-02-24T04:38:47.324-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SaPqGUmj2nI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZYJO37P3nlg/s1600-h/IMG_3944.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SaPqGUmj2nI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZYJO37P3nlg/s320/IMG_3944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306342180303133298" border="0" /></a>Dile a papá que me voy de la ciudad<br />dile a los chicos que no volveré más....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-8499623214045492060?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-48653769024515825232009-02-07T06:44:00.000-08:002009-02-07T06:47:25.477-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SY2e6vWIBBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hZ3N_YRzUtA/s1600-h/IMG_1355.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SY2e6vWIBBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hZ3N_YRzUtA/s320/IMG_1355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300067068463809554" border="0" /></a>el numero 23 curaba con los labios<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-4865376902451582523?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-65150331114938833292009-02-01T16:26:00.000-08:002009-02-01T16:29:02.994-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SYY91RuPfyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oESwzl2fQtc/s1600-h/3244842426_016e0c8c96_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SYY91RuPfyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oESwzl2fQtc/s320/3244842426_016e0c8c96_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297989997147684642" border="0" /></a><br />pensar que en unos dias te voy a ver me alegra<br />y me da las fuerzas que necesito<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-6515033111493883329?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-15252202393409872702009-01-28T04:40:00.000-08:002009-01-28T04:42:50.585-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SYBSkny0NlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uJeD9OiUVMs/s1600-h/n774847604_592653_5603.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SYBSkny0NlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/uJeD9OiUVMs/s320/n774847604_592653_5603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296323950898591314" border="0" /></a><br />curso 2007/2008<br />el gran año!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-1525220239340987270?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-80098581067984402142009-01-27T01:51:00.000-08:002009-01-27T01:52:25.530-08:00tell me what it is, it isn’t fair<br />but I’m wasting time, cos it isn’t my heart, it isn’t my fault<br /> and every situation understands, well<br /> the anecdote of chasing the locations to your doors<br />’cos I’m wasting time, I’m wasting money again<br />and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked<br />and all the letters that I have never sent<br />he was sitting by the swimming pool<br /> but he was scared, ’cos it wasn’t his time and it wasn’t his chance<br /> getting older’s not been on my plans<br />but it’s never late, it’s never late enough for me to stay<br /> ’cos I’m wasting time, I’m wasting money again<br />and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked<br />and all the letters that I have never sent<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-8009858106798440214?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-2140559118376268852009-01-26T14:44:00.000-08:002009-01-28T05:01:14.421-08:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-214055911837626885?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-75426587629226293002009-01-26T14:24:00.000-08:002009-01-26T14:30:23.625-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SX44YWRddqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rgE3t5mKG9I/s1600-h/n774847604_1217918_4480.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6aEwTbRhswE/SX44YWRddqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rgE3t5mKG9I/s320/n774847604_1217918_4480.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295732202781111970" border="0" /></a>Una polaroid, tu y yo<br /><br />Fotos, fotos, fotos<br />recuerdos, sentimientos, estados de ánimo<br />mi vida llena de fotos<br />mis fotos llenas de vida<br />mis imagenes me definen, mis imagenes me ayudan, mis imagenes llenan mi vida<br />por todos esos momentos en los que las fotos y nosotros somos los protagonistas<br />los protagonistas de esta vida llena de imagenes maravillosas<br /><br />.......una polaroid, tu y yo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-7542658762922629300?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-87672675009753359572009-01-24T02:12:00.000-08:002009-01-24T02:15:48.613-08:00Hoy en mi mar la decepción está muy presente, la definición de decepción más clara y sencilla que he encontrado es esta:<br />Frustración que se da al desengañarse de lo que no satisface nuestras expectativas.<br /><br />Ahora mi propia definición:<br />la decepción es gran parte de mi vida, siempre está presente nunca se marcha ni se olvida<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-8767267500975335957?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831852218863453662.post-47379193315796809492009-01-23T05:04:00.000-08:002009-01-23T05:23:43.616-08:00en nada empezará este mar....<br />por ahora os dejó con esta canción<br /><br />http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=EVCkSMwaGGc<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831852218863453662-4737919331579680949?l=unmardegarabatos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>garabatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08599101926273727850noreply@blogger.com0